Cummin' Thru Ya ****in' Block

To the beat y'all
*rat-a-tat drumming sound*
[all] Make it funky (4X)
[Red] My ***** Tame [all] makes it funky
[Red] My ***** 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 ************ 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 ****, 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 *****'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 **** 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 ****in block
(repeat 3X)
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya ****in!!
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, ***** 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, **** 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 ********** that I got more funk than muskrats
With my hocus pocus I can **** up where ya focus
wit my left hook, dip right jab shuffle I can smoke ya
it don't matter, cause all my **** 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 ***** and da **********in 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 ***** era
However whatever my Posse Packs the Pistols
and my Skwad got the Boom, rid the room, get the *****es
The exact Artifact, who is that, you speak of
Leak my speakers, unique and freakin beats track in fact
I be dat, ***** who you look for, in your worst fears
Peace to my ***** Lord Sear and Samere
Display, ****** from N.J.
Notty Headed Terror and da **********in Sensai
Outro: Artifacts, Redman
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's that Notty Headed ***** cummin thru ya ****in block
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya ****in block
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] Big up to Boom Skwad's cummin thru ya ****in block
Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya ****in 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 ****in 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 **********in hizouse y'all
So ****** get the ****in balls y'all