Return To Da Wrongside Lyrics - Artifact

I was out to bomb like Vietnam but in this rhyme 

I'm the prime suspect, handcuffed for stuff that I ain't hit yet 

It seems the neighborhood block watch got open like a box top 

Wanted they're props and called up the cops 

While Momma Dukes is in the kitchen flippin' 

Trippin' 'cause spray caps is missin' and I left without permission 

I got bagged with the darkest black marker I had 

An easy target 'cause my tag is on my book bag 

As I was shadowed they musta heard the bag rattle 

Tipped the cops off and ran up, before I popped the top off 

Got interrogated 'bout crews I never heard of 

Got my face wrote on and treated like I did a murder 

Heard sermons on property value and city workshops 

Slapped with a fine, now in my record there's a new notch 

The misdemeanor catcher comin' back at cha 

For the long ride, as we return to the wrong side 

Out to burn, rackin' paints by the sack to provide 

Tracks as we return to da wrongside 

Art programs and more hip-hop jams, must arrive 

As we return to da wrongside 

More better styles and wack writers step aside 

Aerosol ride, as we return to da wrongside 

Newark, New Jers, Brick City we reside 

Big up to BS as we return to da wrongside 

Once more, we have in store graffiti folklore 

In depth to score points, what this joint for? 

All graffiti writers, we bring justice, to this art 

We take to heart but they missed 

The actual Facts, paint with fat caps 

Artistic gestures, flat or gloss be the texture 

If you measure the amount or count TV, shows on graf 

Galleries, droppin' all the skill calories 

They crackin' down to make us back down 

But we still wreckin', who remember King 67? 

Peace to Insta, buildin' a mad tag in December 

Protective shell los for the winter 

Get in the subject, on how they say we suspects 

Harass me for a marker, there he goes with a Tec 

Blind to see wreck, cause they ignorant to check 

The true art so, they pass laws just to catch 

Certain writers, most bite us anyway 

L S B S, L T D is on the path subway 

Try to bring an understanding, respect we're demanding 

Wrongside tales, we never fail with the plannin' 

Fatter jams on the air must arrive 

The weak can't slide as we return to da wrongside 

More joints on tape, less compromise 

Better in size as we return to da wrongside 

Toys bite my tags, throwups and old pieces 

Thowin' crews up, they can't be down with, and catchin' beatings 

Me and my crew stay close-knit 

Make niggaz say, "Oh shit" about our dope shit, takin' cities in doses 

With a tag here and a tag there next year 

It'll be everywhere, catch me if you dare 

It's rare for me not to have a marker after dark 

'Cause I've been in this to win this since niggaz used to say spark 

Yo, I got the black book designers and the bag 

Make sure I got the uni for the on tour tag 

Saying that we 'cause mad terror in the city 

Kids ain't got shit so, we feels no pity 

On any surface, hurtin' it, experts in it 

Create with the Krylon, crafts be fantastic 

Artistic misfits, gifted wicked with the sketchbook 

And the paint, maintainin' the status top rank 

With ink stained hands, I masterpiece master plans 

With cans we came across diss some toys who crossed me off 

Lost in my thought, I can walk a mile on style 

It's been a while but I keep mechanicals on file for every new jack 

And non-believer not knowin' my background from jump 

Sleepin' 'cause they only see me with blunts 

My ghetto cartoons just express how I feel 

Representin' my culture and not off it is the deal 

I'm so ill with skill and I'm still up to par 

Not your everyday rap star, just who we are 

Like conquering lions, we do our things with strong pride 

For the long ride, tellin' tales from the wrongside 

KRS keeps the stage show live 

Sharper than knives, as we return from da wrongside 

PNB Nation, no hesitation 

Blazin', as we return from da wrongside 

Peeps sleep, while these brothers coincide 

Keep in stride, as we return from da wrongside 

Comp hide, toy niggaz take a dive 

Kickin' skills live, as we return from da wrongside 

Uhh, it's like that 

Layin' shit down on the map 

Artifact crew in the house 

Like this like that, so whatchu want? 

For the who? You know the crew 

Shawn J 

Crossin' out all y'all 

Wack rappin' ass motherfuckers