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Attack Of New Jeruzalum (Artifacts)

Aiyyo check dis check dat, MC El my shit fat Rockin off this bugged track, you say we're wack yo fuck dat Word to life I kick the hyper type ? my rap'll gather After, my skills master of the dip dapper I hold the fort with my sorts, rap sports I got niggaz on my dick, from down South to up North Rhymes rip the hipper nigga, take a swigger MC El the rigger of the fat style you can't figure Rhymes out the ass you can't pass up My rizzle dizzle dazzle, tears up the band like ? I blows with my flows bust your nose kick the ass of pros Who ain't, got the how-knows, to make the crowd go (HO!) Out they see, complete my rap technique Take up mad Chiefs, I go through 60 packs in a week Attackin New Jeru, as I do my doo-dah Shit everyday, peace to niggaz around my way From Da Bricks, where every block it got mad crews MC El Da Sensai with the attack of New Jeruz Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (2X) "Check it, who wanna wreck it? I flows the next shit" (2X) Well as I step up, my fuckin reps up, and snappin quicker I'm slicker than a zipper, get more wet than Flipper Got trunks and crates, full of P-Funk breaks I'll take Bootsy make a loop and you get souped because I'm great With the four bar sample, add a bass and kick You're on my dick for my tricks, when I fix the remix I twist this disc with emphasis, since Dead presidents took residence, from dollars and cents I got pull like Magneto rollin cee-lo with steel dice My black book make, more people petrol than Heidi Floess I'm nice on mic jacks, and murder to a dub deck The Knotty Headed ruffneck, Tame don't give a fuck yet I jump up the funk to smoke the blunt that's like a tree trunk I get blitt, to rip shit, still piss and call MC's punks My knotty throwin body blows like ? The trooper's gettin zooted off the funky herbal buddha Don't test me, press or even stress to try to serve me Cause I'm down and dirty from the undergrounds of Jersey Word to Fats daddy cause I'm fatter than your Timberlands Ladies and gentlemen, Tame got more balls than Wimbledon So step up and get your fronts cracked By the blunt crackin rapper, and get your bitch before I smack her Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (4X) "Check it, who wanna wreck it? I flows the next shit" (4X) (Ehh heh eh, a special guest at my show) The J the A the Y the B the U the R the N Watch your back look over your shoulder, I'm bout to roll you over With a bulldozer, get on the CB one rover Cause I pulve-rize a, MC cause I'm nicer Click click click, I hunt MC's like I'm the Predator Don't think it's ? cause I kill like I'm a matador Lyrics bust through my lips just like I sing a song Jay got more flavor, than goya, adobo I'm wreckin CD's and tapes, with "That's Them" logo Keeps you jumpin like a pogo chicks are dancin doin a go-go I got the killer instinct, make MC's extinct Pep more than ginseng, always mad testing Forwards I rrrrrrrrrrip, backwards I pirrrrrrrrr Fester, I keep the stage warmer than furrrrr No way to control it, my style is automatic Many MC system shut down when your gun comes around Plus I roll more chicks in stirrups, than Lou Diamond Phillips Makin grills swell up, ?? I step up in a violent rage the five-oh says damn Jay B's gonna give your black ass a new cage Blacked out, with the Artifacts, I kick the nonstop rap MC El and Tame One got my back In the attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalem Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (4X) "Soul in my strut, muscle in my hustle" (4X)