Lyrics Wrong Side of da Tracks (LP version) - Artifacts
One:
Tame
One
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
sefted
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
taggin
and
baggin
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
niggaz
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
Repeat
2X
The
Artifacts
are
from
the
wrong,
side
of
da
tracks
The
Artifacts
are
from
the
wrong
side
Two:
El
Da
Sensai
I
load
my
backpack
with
spray
paint
Girbaud
couldn't
spark
the
Tagging
up
a
train
I
catch
the
pound
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
Breakin
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
Niggaz
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
Three:
Tame
One,
El
Da
Sensai
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
catchin
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
fast
train
The
name
Tame
alone
got
fame
so
f**k
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
niggaz
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
growin
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
Album
Wrong Side of da Tracks
1 Wrong Side of da Tracks (radio edit)
2 Wrong Side of da Tracks (LP version)
3 Wrong Side of da Tracks (instrumental)
4 Wrong Side of da Tracks (a cappella)
5 Flexi Wit da Tech (nique) (radio edit)
6 Flexi Wit da Tech (nique) (LP version)
7 Flexi Wit da Tech (nique) (bonus beats)
8 Whassup Now Muthafucka? (LP version)
9 Whassup Now Muthafucka? (bonus beats)
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