Wrong Side Of Da Tracks
(专辑: Between A Rock And A Hard Place - 1994)
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 sess-ted, 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 tagging and bagging 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 niggas off the
third rail Deep, dark and black like the
Magnum I
pack It's that Artifacts chat from the
wrong side of da tracks The
Artifacts are from the
wrong, side of da tracks The
Artifacts are from the
wrong side The
Artifacts are from the
wrong, side of da tracks The
Artifacts are from the
wrong side I
load my backpack with spray paints and markers to spark the
Tag'll never drip, I
catch the
path, 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 Breaking was my thing, I
used to spin the
back I
never thought I'd spin the
wax With tracks to make your hands clap I
could've went the
other way, but no haps I
got my dap on the
map with the
Bic down to a
spray cap Niggas used to doubt to my clout but now I
turn 'em out They shout my shout out uptown like they wanna be down Avoid the
crowds that wanna stab me in the
back, enough of that Watch the
third rail track 'cause I
don't wanna get zapped Pieces I
burn to show my name, no shame Don't wanna put the
blame down on my nigga Tame Brothers don't wanna see me grow to get my cash flow I
have no remorse, so check me out in The
Source The
Artifacts are from the
wrong, side of da tracks The
Artifacts are from the
wrong side The
Artifacts are from the
wrong, side of da tracks The
Artifacts are from the
wrong side 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 ultra flat black catching wreck in a
sec Wet paint, ain't shit, when I'm on the
set I'm live like the
third rail, on time like a
PATH train The
name Tame alone got fame so fuck a
last name I
tags mad when I
drag a
fat sack of ism 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 underground systems Let the
toys bring the
noise, me and my boys are gonna diss em In conclusion don't snooze when two niggas from the
Jerz Kick the
mad graffiti slurs and kick the
bass to the
curb The
Artifacts Jack, bringin the
art of 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 zone cause graffiti's still prone 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's the
gat to your back The
Artifacts out, wrong side of da tracks The
Artifacts are from the
wrong, side of da tracks The
Artifacts are from the
wrong side The
Artifacts are from the
wrong, side of da tracks The
Artifacts are from the
wrong side