Текст песни Artifacts - Wrong Side of Da Tracks
Artifacts - Wrong Side of Da Tracks слова песни
Verse One: Tame One I`m out to bomb like Vietnam under the same name Tame OneThe bad one, ink flow master bastard with the MagnumI tags up quick, and then I steps to the exitWhen it`s time to get sefted or flex on some fresh shitSome wack crook stole my black book I know who took itI know his whole tag because the fag writes his name crookedThe ink I use might stink, but you gotta thinkI got my props Hoppes, cause my tags don`t shrinkI`m taggin and baggin bitches cause my name, is famous in the streetCause they know my name`s from cruising in the JeepsSo yo, grab a can and put your man up and stand upFor the fresh never stale niggaz off the third railDeep dark and black like the Magnum I packIt`s that Artifacts chat from the wrong side of da tracks Chorus: repeat 2X The Artifacts are from the wrong, side of da tracksThe Artifacts are from the wrong side Verse Two: El Da SensaiI load my backpack with spray paint Girbaud couldn`t spark theTagging up a train I catch the pound take a tripTo the train yards and think back, when I used to write thatShit that used to hit, had all the mad color tipsBreakin was my thing I used to spin the backI never thought I`d spin the wax, with tracks to make your hands clapI could`ve went the other way but no hapsI got my dap on the map with the Bic down to a spray capNiggaz used to doubt to my clout but now I turn em outThey shout my shout out uptown, like they wanna be downAvoid the crowds that wanna stab me in the back enough of thatWatch the third rail track, cause I don`t wanna get zappedPieces I burn to show my name no shameDon`t wanna put the blame down on my nigga TameBrothers don`t wanna see me grow to get my cash flowI have no remorse, so check me out in The Source Chorus (2X) Verse Three: Tame One, El Da SensaiI burn my name up quick like a Thai stickAs red as my eyes get I still rocks the fly shitBack with some ultra flat black catchin wreck in a secWet paint, ain`t shit, when I`m on the setI`m live like the third rail, on time like a fast trainThe name Tame alone got fame so fuck a last nameI tags mad when I drag a fat sack of ismComin out with New Editions like Mike BivinsI get a sticker from my nigga with the bag of emWrite my name on em then I peel off the back of emAnd stick em to victims of underground systemsLet the toys bring the noise, me and my boys are gonna diss emIn conclusion don`t snooze when two niggaz from the JerzKick the mad graffiti slurs and kick the bass to the curbThe Artifacts Jack, bringin the art of facts backSome seem to forget about the ebony that caught wreckSo remember this you`re tender when you slip in to enterThe Artifacts zone cause graffiti`s still growinTo kick ass pizazz slash let me tagWhy is that black? Because the wack jack was known as a fagSo don`t cross the path that`s the gat to your backThe Artifacts out, wrong side of da tracks Chorus (2X)