Artifacts - Notty Headed Nigguhz lyrics

Artifacts, check around my fuckin BLOCK
I X-Men like Cyclops
When I lift my shades up
My eyes blaze Ghetto Red Hot
But as is, my ad-libs
Are more wicked than bad kids
Ask Biz if Tame leaves marks like a shit skid

It's the Mister
On a mission mixer of the rougher
Mix the snuff that get you up?
But no style is tougher
I dismiss crews, I bruise, snooze ya losin
Groovin provin I can do in
Men who went out smoother
Artifact chart, my rap gat starts to battle
Tracks be fat so who dat?
Nigga I be through black

I get biz on bitches
Puff izz with my cousins tame shit so wild
Honies roll they eyes like Teddy Ruxpin
I hit mad skins
Then roll up bills on the reals
My skills mad ill, but chill kid
Everything's real from naps up top
Down to the wrinkles in my Reeboks
I'm up late like Leno playin
Demos from my toolbox my crew rocks
Two blocks away from the buddha spot
I'm out but don't get it fucked up
Cause, I want you to rock

I come from the slums of New Jeruz I do bums
Who can't adapt no haps son
You know I close on caption you know this
Boss niggas like Lex to Mr otis
You can't hold this bitch I'm
Swift like a lotus

Well it's the wiseguy
Who never did a driveby
But, I fly zones, and shine like chrome
On 7: 35
I, play my Hi-Fi, volume up sky high
Talkin buddha thai
Don't bother tryin to fascinate my eye
I got 20 20 like Baba Wawa on a Friday
Buy my tape
So I can put a Cruiser in my driveway
Say hi Tame
Pass the dutch so I can take a puff
Of Born Cypher Cypher Master
I never get enough no curls, no braids
Peasy heads still get paid
Smokin sassy-frassy, that grows free
In the Everglades and get lit
Trip up on the phone and talk some sex shit
But that's some next shit
Yo peace I'm out to the exit

It's the funky Mister Ripper split your ass
Quick-fast, you never outlast the outcast
I'm stompin weak-ass niggas
So ready let's go i gas up a skit
I got the snaps on the petrol
I'm never fake I break the
Funk breaks I'm breakin
MC El create the styles
That brothers ain't makin
To go past the end I run you over like a semi
Remember I be the guy
Who's fuckin up your shit I
Be the one to call myself def in any program
Scan my battleplan before I step into a jam
I cross the major diction when
Fixed I'm a rap magician
You keep fishin for rhythms while
I'm puffin on the ism
A Ford Explore, the rap tour
Comin through ya door
One two three PEACE, I'm out for ninety-four