Artifacts - Notty Headed Nigguhz Lyrics
[Tame One]Artifacts, check around my *****in BLOCK, I X-Men like CyclopsWhen I lift my shades up, my eyes blaze Ghetto Red HotBut as is, my ad-libs, are more wicked than bad kidsAsk Biz if Tame leaves marks like a shit skid[El Da Sensai]It's the Mister, on a mission mixer of the rougherMix the snuff that get you up ? but no style is tougherI dismiss crews, I bruise, snooze ya losinGroovin provin I can do in men who went out smootherArtifact chart, my rap gat starts to battleTracks be fat so who dat? Nigga I be through black[Tame One]I get biz on *****es, puff izz with my cousinsTame shit so wild, honies roll they eyes like Teddy RuxpinI hit mad skins, then roll up bills on the realsMy skills mad ill, but chill kid, everything's realfrom naps up top, down to the wrinkles in my ReeboksI'm up late like Leno playin demos from my toolboxMy crew rocks, two blocks away from the buddha spotI'm out but don't get it *****ed up, cause I wsnt you to rock[El Da Sensai]I come from the slums of New Jeruz I do bumswho can't adapt no haps son, you know I close on captionYou know this, boss niggaz like Lex to Mr. OtisYou can't hold this ***** I'm swift like a lotus..[Tame One]Well it's the wiseguy, who never did a drivebybut I fly zones, and shine like chrome, on 7:35I, play my Hi-Fi, volume up sky highTalkin buddha thai, don't bother tryin to fascinate my eyeI got 2020 like Baba Wawa on a FridayBuy my tape, so I can put a Cruiser in my drivewaySay hi Tame, pass the dutch so I can take a puffof Born Cypher Cypher Master, I never get enoughNo curls, no braids, peasy heads still get paidSmokin sassy-frassy, that
