Artifacts - Cummin' Thru Ya F-kin' Block lyrics

To the beat y'all *rat-a-tat drumming sound* [all] Make it funky (4X) [Red] My n***a Tame [all] makes it funky [Red] My n***a 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 motherf**ker 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 sh**, 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 n***a's got mad flows" Creep'll get it deep, I got it when it's strict against ducks who s**, and didn't have the best defense I make sh** nice, defies with my device And if I'm in a rap fight, you can catch a cap, right Bust it, wha**up what did ya ask me? Crafty with my sa**afra** 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 f**kin block (repeat 3X) Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya f**kin!! Verse Two: Tame One Well I come live from the Artifact exhibit as a misfit Larger than Jura**ic 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, n***a 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 a**es Backstage pa**es, V.I.P. all access I got the props pon co*k, f**k 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 motherf**k that I got more funk than muskrats With my hocus pocus I can f**k up where ya focus wit my left hook, dip right jab shuffle I can smoke ya it don't matter, cause all my sh** 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 n***a and da motherf**kin 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 n***a era However whatever my Posse Packs the Pistols and my Skwad got the Boom, rid the room, get the b**hes The exact Artifact, who is that, you speak of Leak my speakers, unique and freakin beats track in fact I be dat, n***a who you look for, in your worst fears Peace to my n***a Lord Sear and Samere Display, n***az from N.J. Notty Headed Terror and da motherf**kin Sensai Outro: Artifacts, Redman Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's that Notty Headed n***a cummin thru ya f**kin block Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya f**kin block Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] Big up to Boom Skwad's cummin thru ya f**kin block Pump! Pump! We're lickin off the mad shots [Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya f**kin 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 f**kin 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 motherf**kin hizouse y'all So n***az get the f**kin balls y'all