Yes, as we continue to get it going on   Artifacts representin' from Newark to Illtown   Put your ear to this here   Most definitely it's a sure banger      Keep this one in your collection   Newark to Illtown representin'   Who do we have up to bat?   (MC El)   Lace that      El the Sensai, Tame One   In this field, niggaz get killed, quick with the skills   Intact, ill with raps, buildin' facts to fill gaps   React, tap into your Internet and patch into my steez or my style      Niggaz down to make the cheese wild   MC's get defused 'cause I'm the bomb specialist   With the wettest, test this, deadly like asbestos   Check the credit, set it, so odd they have to call a medic   My paragraphs be off key, that's why niggaz can't get it      For those of you who don't know, my flow keeps MC's   On freeze like Sub-Z doin' MK3 fatality   Do remember like Clue, I run up on booty crews   On every weekend buggin' out 'cause I be geekin'      Lounge like the peppermint, the Boom Skwad President   Leaves a tenement resident finding evidence of sedatives   Daily, scoopin' through the Roots like Alex Haley   Beetle Bailey beat down to a soundman lookin' scary      Label secretary terrorizer yet I'ma   Fresh rhymer comma bringer of the drama the bomber   From the Lost Lands, off hand claps I run raps   And shatter nigga cyphers into pieces like gun claps      When I break it down, from Newark NJ to Illtown   When I break it down, from Newark NJ to Illtown   When I break it down, from Newark NJ to Illtown   When I break it down, from Newark NJ to Illtown      My verbal, patterns reach farther than Saturn   Bustin' niggaz up because my rhymes be breakin' atoms stranger ProForm arranger, fake U-SA Polo shirt stainer   With the tec that's never plainer indent      That's the men blend trends we make and cross without the fakin'   To the ten niggaz respect we just take it   New jacks relax 'cause the syntax can't be Xeroxed   'Cause I be locked on spots like niggaz movin' in from swat      I X more Men out than Elijah, Muhamm Ali of rhyme schemes   Leavin' my stickers at the crime scene   Skwad Odd Man, receive response like Roxanne   Battle the top man, and shock fans like I'ma rock band      I cut the mustard and plus I can bust it dusted   Whatever you fuckin' with I touch and leave it busted   My click rips and gets up in ya like the shits   From grits, while yo shit sits like it's on bricks      Tracy Chap raps I laugh at, half-assed rappers   Who lack fat tracks get capped at, fuck that   Destroy the masses, niggaz in classes tryin' to catch the math   As I sit and think the ink begins to craft      My blueprints instruments workin as I'm jerkin'   Your style hurtin' in the club your crew nervous rehearsin'   In between the cut I run amuck with mad stuff   Niggaz can't touch, escape wack cyphers like handcuffs, so   C'mon and get down with that Artifacts sound      When I break it down from Newark NJ to Illtown   When I break it down from Newark NJ to Illtown   When I break it down from Newark NJ to Illtown   When I break it down, from Newark NJ to Illtown      Word up, thank you I think I'm convinced   Cool Mellow Max in the house   Peace to my niggaz Park Ave, Swift-O-Matic, yeah   Boom Skwad in the house how you like it now?      Representin' the skills, what?   Chancellor Ave, Avon Ave, nigga where ya at?   Aww, man the Bricks, Newark to Illtown   If ya don't know I think ya better ask   Breakin' it down, sizin' it up for the year nine-six, what