Notty Headed Nigguhz Lyrics - Artifact

[Tame One] 

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 

[El Da Sensai] 

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 

[Tame One] 

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 wsnt you to rock 

[El Da Sensai] 

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 niggaz like Lex to Mr. Otis 

You can't hold this BITCH I'm swift like a lotus 

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[Tame One] 

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 

[El Da Sensai] 

It's the funky Mister Ripper split your ass 

Quick-fast, you never outlast the outcast 

I'm stompin weak-ass niggaz, 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 

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