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To the beat y'all
*rat-a-tat drumming sound*

[all] Make it funky (4X)
[Red] My nigga Tame [all] makes it funky
[Red] My nigga El [all] makes it funky
[Red] Redman [all] makes it funky
[Red] Huh, check it out

Verse One: El Da Sensai

I Ego Trip like Ultramag, sag my Girbauds I drag
competition so listen and raise the white flag
Cause the instructor, of the New Jerz verse dusts
another motherfucker I discover what no other brother
can do, hard to handle and to, stamp
I play Tramp like Grace Jones in that movie Vamp
I'm fit to wreck shit, I dip into the skit
Spit lyrics exquisite, blitted as I hit it
I suppose I knows the ways of the pros
Bros be like, "Oh that nigga's got mad flows"
Creep'll get it deep, I got it when it's strict against
ducks who suck, and didn't have the best defense
I make shit nice, defies with my device
And if I'm in a rap fight, you can catch a cap, right
Bust it, whassup what did ya ask me?
Crafty with my sassafrass P-Funk, thought been handy
Dandy Mayor Ave., back in the lab create my trap
Dibble dabble in the midst of the Artifact we have
swiftness, I blitz, specific and you dig it
from N.J., the Notty Headed Terror and da Sensai

Chorus: Artifacts, Redman

Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin block
(repeat 3X)
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin!!

Verse Two: Tame One

Well I come live from the Artifact exhibit as a misfit
Larger than Jurassic Park I lick off like Wilson Pickett
Drama like a talk show I hit more cheese than nacho
Feelin Machu when I Pi on; a Coltrane like Roscoe
Hostile underground fossil, nigga bout to rock ya
So peep it how I freak it check the technique yeah I rock ya
I glide like drips and blaze a trail like I was Portland
When ill stressed, I still rock a vest like Ed Norton
The ill king, taking all things cash, crash, and asses
Backstage passes, V.I.P. all access
I got the props pon cock, fuck the know-nots
Whose techniques are weaker than the graphics for the Gobots
I rock with raw steel like Sue Richards, when Rick smacks her
Up motherfuck that I got more funk than muskrats
With my hocus pocus I can fuck up where ya focus
wit my left hook, dip right jab shuffle I can smoke ya
it don't matter, cause all my shit is fatter than the
pads on MPC-60's, hit me you got five second to jet G
Straight from the Bricks, now back to the N.J.
The Notty Headed Nigga and da motherfuckin Sensai

[Red] Hoooaaaahhh! One two, one two, one two
This is for Jersey, haha ahh, ah hah
One two, one two

Verse Three: Tame One, MC El

I'm the black king, quick to grease my naps with Royal Crown
and aloe vera representin for the Notty Headed nigga era
However whatever my Posse Packs the Pistols
and my Skwad got the Boom, rid the room, get the bitches

The exact Artifact, who is that, you speak of
Leak my speakers, unique and freakin beats track in fact
I be dat, nigga who you look for, in your worst fears
Peace to my nigga Lord Sear and Samere
Display, niggaz from N.J.
Notty Headed Terror and da motherfuckin Sensai

Outro: Artifacts, Redman

Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's that Notty Headed Nigga cummin thru ya fuckin block
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin block
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] Big up to Boom Skwad's cummin thru ya fuckin block
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin block
Pump! Pump!
[Red] Booyaka
Pump! Pump! (6X)
[Red] For nine-fo'
Pump! Pump!
[Red] Artifacts get dapped like that y'all
*sound of rat-a-tat drumming again*
[Red] Jersey's in the fuckin house y'all
New York's live in the house y'all
Newark is live in the house y'all
E-O's live in the house y'all
Word is bond in the hizouse y'all
I'm in the motherfuckin hizouse y'all
So niggaz get the fuckin balls y'all
To the beat y'all   *rat-a-tat drumming sound*      [all] Make it funky (4X)   [Red] My nigga Tame [all] makes it funky   [Red] My nigga El [all] makes it funky   [Red] Redman [all] makes it funky   [Red] Huh, check it out      Verse One: El Da Sensai      I Ego Trip like Ultramag, sag my Girbauds I drag   competition so listen and raise the white flag   Cause the instructor, of the New Jerz verse dusts   another motherfucker I discover what no other brother   can do, hard to handle and to, stamp   I play Tramp like Grace Jones in that movie Vamp   I'm fit to wreck shit, I dip into the skit   Spit lyrics exquisite, blitted as I hit it   I suppose I knows the ways of the pros   Bros be like, "Oh that nigga's got mad flows"   Creep'll get it deep, I got it when it's strict against   ducks who suck, and didn't have the best defense   I make shit nice, defies with my device   And if I'm in a rap fight, you can catch a cap, right   Bust it, whassup what did ya ask me?   Crafty with my sassafrass P-Funk, thought been handy   Dandy Mayor Ave., back in the lab create my trap   Dibble dabble in the midst of the Artifact we have   swiftness, I blitz, specific and you dig it   from N.J., the Notty Headed Terror and da Sensai      Chorus: Artifacts, Redman      Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots   [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin block   (repeat 3X)   Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots   [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin!!      Verse Two: Tame One      Well I come live from the Artifact exhibit as a misfit   Larger than Jurassic Park I lick off like Wilson Pickett   Drama like a talk show I hit more cheese than nacho   Feelin Machu when I Pi on; a Coltrane like Roscoe   Hostile underground fossil, nigga bout to rock ya   So peep it how I freak it check the technique yeah I rock ya   I glide like drips and blaze a trail like I was Portland   When ill stressed, I still rock a vest like Ed Norton   The ill king, taking all things cash, crash, and asses   Backstage passes, V.I.P. all access   I got the props pon cock, fuck the know-nots   Whose techniques are weaker than the graphics for the Gobots   I rock with raw steel like Sue Richards, when Rick smacks her   Up motherfuck that I got more funk than muskrats   With my hocus pocus I can fuck up where ya focus   wit my left hook, dip right jab shuffle I can smoke ya   it don't matter, cause all my shit is fatter than the   pads on MPC-60's, hit me you got five second to jet G   Straight from the Bricks, now back to the N.J.   The Notty Headed Nigga and da motherfuckin Sensai      [Red] Hoooaaaahhh! One two, one two, one two   This is for Jersey, haha ahh, ah hah   One two, one two      Verse Three: Tame One, MC El      I'm the black king, quick to grease my naps with Royal Crown   and aloe vera representin for the Notty Headed nigga era   However whatever my Posse Packs the Pistols   and my Skwad got the Boom, rid the room, get the bitches      The exact Artifact, who is that, you speak of   Leak my speakers, unique and freakin beats track in fact   I be dat, nigga who you look for, in your worst fears   Peace to my nigga Lord Sear and Samere   Display, niggaz from N.J.   Notty Headed Terror and da motherfuckin Sensai      Outro: Artifacts, Redman      Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots   [Red] It's that Notty Headed Nigga cummin thru ya fuckin block   Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots   [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin block   Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots   [Red] Big up to Boom Skwad's cummin thru ya fuckin block   Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots   [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin block   Pump! Pump!   [Red] Booyaka   Pump! Pump! (6X)   [Red] For nine-fo'   Pump! Pump!   [Red] Artifacts get dapped like that y'all   *sound of rat-a-tat drumming again*   [Red] Jersey's in the fuckin house y'all   New York's live in the house y'all   Newark is live in the house y'all   E-O's live in the house y'all   Word is bond in the hizouse y'all   I'm in the motherfuckin hizouse y'all   So niggaz get the fuckin balls y'all