Artist: Artifacts f/ Busta Rhymes Album: C'Mon Wit Da Get Down 12" Song: C'Mon Wit Da Get Down (Buckwild Remix) Verse One: Tame One I transmit the fatness over wackness with my Campbell blunts and matches Other rappers try to catch this but I roast em up for practice So act like you knew or you'll be through in your division I've been waiting and watching for you to fuck up your position Man listen, isn't this shit for niggaz asses Like when I flip the script pause and flick my Philly ashes Yup, that's the status of the rappers with the cabbage Other crews can act savage but they all fall below average My headnaps is massive and I'm Evil like Kenivel And I'm diesel for the sequel I'ma freak it for my people To Gods like Bill Cos represent One Love like Nas Thinkers rap is my job, Tame the Terror drops the bomb on the move fakers Now I'm stable makin papers Ain't gon be no motherfuckers stealing bread from off my table if I'm able To feed those who need then proceed But for those out for greed take heed and get these Chorus: Busta Rhymes I said c'mon wit da c'mon, get down with da get down wit da c'mon, wit da get down C'mon wit da c'mon, get down with da get down Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound Verse Two: El the Sensai This is Boom Bap, rapper annihilates the next Ordinary gets vexed, my commentary's best Fools who don't know the rules, be left in my dust They come bust for what I bust, niggaz figure I lust for fame, I'm never lame, true to the game I'm needin brothers to be more concious or this rap shit we'll be leavin breathin vocab, so bad, the lyrical nomad, my son You call me dad when I flipped and ripped your notepad Drag brothers who rap, I snap em out position Who be that? Yo, listen Artifact might that be dissin So enter the demented, thoughts of the innovator Contenders, remember, I do you and surrender You hear my sound usin verbs and some pronouns Remix bound, so yo c'mon wit da get down Chorus: Busta Rhymes I said, c'mon wit da c'mon, get down wit da get down C'mon wit da c'mon, get down wit da get down C'mon, c'mon, get down wit da get down Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound C'mon wit da c'mon, get down wit da get down C'mon wit c'mon, get down wit da get down C'mon wit da c'mon, get down wit da get down Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound Verse Three: Busta Rhymes Send you to deliver flows, HAH Busta Rhymes bringin body blows, HAH Yes when I gets busy down at my shows, YAH YAH Gotcha breathin hard through your nose, HAH Watch me drop you in your face with more lyrics I love to get down but stay away from me with them mad spirits You better believe, you're fuckin with the pros, HAH Strike a Pose, got your body froze, HAH, hey Sit back, relax and max with the Artifacts Never fakin jacks black Vocals bleeding through the entire multitrack for adverbs I sizably leave stains on brains And the process be gradually progress, add fuel to the flames This ain't no games Artifacts and Busta Rhymes are the only ones to blame We bust your frame!!! Put that on my name!! Rrrrah rrrrah!! Flow it's just like water watch out for the hydroplane And after I just controlled the ground you better believe we break it down C'mon wit da c'mon, get down when Busta bust down Chorus: Busta Rhymes C'mon wit da c'mon, get down with Busta bust down C'mon wit da c'mon, Artifacts got the new sound C'mon wit da c'mon, get down wit da get down C'mon, wit da get down C'mon wit da c'mon, get down wit da get down No need to frown, c'mon wit da get down C'mon wit da c'mon, get down wit da get down Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound C'mon, man get down Wit da c'mon, c'mon wit da get down Yes, Buckwild get down Artifacts, Busta Rhymes get down Hah! C'mon, get down C'mon wit da c'mon, get down wit da get down... Artist: Artifacts Album: Between a Rock and a Hard Place Song: Wrong Side of the Tracks Verse One: Tame One I'm out to bomb like Vietnam under the same name Tame One The bad one, ink flow master bastard with the Magnum I tags up quick, and then I steps to the exit When it's time to get sefted or flex on some fresh shit Some wack crook stole my black book I know who took it I know his whole tag because the fag writes his name crooked The ink I use might stink, but you gotta think I got my props Hoppes, cause my tags don't shrink I'm taggin and baggin bitches cause my name, is famous in the street Cause they know my name's from cruising in the Jeeps So yo, grab a can and put your man up and stand up For the fresh never stale niggaz off the third rail Deep dark and black like the Magnum I pack It's that Artifacts chat from the wrong side of the tracks Chorus: The Artifacts are from the wrong, side of the tracks \ Repeat The Artifacts are from the wrong side / 2X Verse Two: El the Sensai I load my backpack with spray paint Girbaud couldn't spark the Tagging up a train I catch the pound take a trip To the train yards and think back, when I used to write that Shit that used to hit, had all the mad color tips Breakin was my thing I used to spin the back I never though of spin the wax, with tracks to make your hands clap I could've went the other way but no how I got my dap on the map with the big down to a spray cap Niggaz used to doubt to my clout but now I turn em out They shout my shout out uptown, like they wanna be down Oh boy the crow they wanna stab me in the back enough of that Watch the third rail track, cause I don't wannaa get zapped Piece I've earned to show my name no shame Don't wanna put the blame down on my niggaz name Brothers don't wanna see me grow to get me cash flow I have no remorse, so check me out in The Source Chorus (2X) Verse Three: Tame One, El the Sensai I burn my name up quick like a Thai stick As red as my eyes get I still rocks the fly shit Back with some more to flat black catchin wreck in a sec Wet paint, ain't shit, when I'm on the set I'm live like a third rail, on time like a fast train THe name Tame alone got fame so fuck a last name I tags mad when I drag a fat bag of izm Comin out with New Editions like Mike BIvins I get a sticker from my nigga with the bag of em Write my name on em then I peel off the back of em And stick em to victims of undeground systems Let the toys bring the noise, me and my boys are gonna diss em In conclusion don't snooze when two niggaz from the Jers Kick the knack of peedy slurs and kick the bass to the curb The Artifacts Jack, bringin the harder facts back Some seem to forget about the ebony that caught wreck So remember this you're tender when you slip in to enter The artifacts song cause the beat is still growin To kick ass pizazz slash let me tag Why is that black? Because the wack jack was known as a fag So don't cross the path that we got to your back The Artifacts out, wrong side of the tracks Chorus (2X)