LRC歌词
[03:47.00]This Is Da Way (LP Version) - Artifacts
[03:47.00]
[Tame One]
[03:47.00]Hah! The former back of the classroom talk-trasher
[03:47.00]Blastin off at ya without help from NASA, has ta
[03:47.00]blow a ni**a's chest up like asthma
[03:47.00]with raptures and fresh a** raps from wack bastards
[03:47.00]West district politickin like Gibson
[03:47.00]Make a pick-up, and then escapes from New York like Snakeplitzkin
[03:47.00]with trees tied to the thighs of down shorties clearing Customs
[03:47.00]Ready to cuss and bust on any ni**a *****in with production
[03:47.00](This ain't my bag)
[03:47.00]Back in the Bricks tricks and kids dig the music as we dooz it
[03:47.00](God damn yo!)
[03:47.00]And lose it, when we play niggaz the new sh*t
[03:47.00](That's that sh*t!)
[03:47.00]Cross this T, watch me dot your eye
[03:47.00]Stay on your P's and Q's, niggaz I've mastered my high
[03:47.00]And when the snake bites and hype blinds your eyesight
[03:47.00]At last, the Artifacts, will bug and have the last laugh
[03:47.00]We're comin through all studio sessions
[03:47.00]Bringin 40 mother*****ers, pissin all over your conference tables
[El Da Sensai]
[03:47.00]Like this right here
[03:47.00]Rhyme style criminal, with the lyrical missile
[03:47.00]Wack niggaz the issue bless, catchin wreck, to your chest
[03:47.00]Rock even Budapest, who the best, on the spot
[03:47.00]Blitzin niggaz wicked from the cornerback, slot for props
[03:47.00]MC's pop, but run up close into my strategy
[03:47.00]Task be, easily complete major catastrophe
[03:47.00]I be the rhymin holocaust, with the sauce to toss
[03:47.00]those who fakin jacks in rappin know they fallin off
[03:47.00]Is it the way we lay the forte, display my caliber
[03:47.00]Slayin my challengers, used to be a dancer, now a flow, balancer
[03:47.00]Manufacture raptures, dip into my tricks
[03:47.00]Pullin out treats, and singles comin by the hits
[03:47.00]Sh*t done by Vic, units for the nine-six
[03:47.00]MC El the Sen, with Da Way Like This
[03:47.00]We kickin over your crossaints
[03:47.00]Smack
文本歌词
This Is Da Way (LP Version) - Artifacts
Hah! The former back of the classroom talk-trasher
Blastin off at ya without help from NASA, has ta
blow a ni**a's chest up like asthma
with raptures and fresh a** raps from wack bastards
West district politickin like Gibson
Make a pick-up, and then escapes from New York like Snakeplitzkin
with trees tied to the thighs of down shorties clearing Customs
Ready to cuss and bust on any ni**a *****in with production
(This ain't my bag)
Back in the Bricks tricks and kids dig the music as we dooz it
(God damn yo!)
And lose it, when we play niggaz the new sh*t
(That's that sh*t!)
Cross this T, watch me dot your eye
Stay on your P's and Q's, niggaz I've mastered my high
And when the snake bites and hype blinds your eyesight
At last, the Artifacts, will bug and have the last laugh
We're comin through all studio sessions
Bringin 40 mother*****ers, pissin all over your conference tables
Like this right here
Rhyme style criminal, with the lyrical missile
Wack niggaz the issue bless, catchin wreck, to your chest
Rock even Budapest, who the best, on the spot
Blitzin niggaz wicked from the cornerback, slot for props
MC's pop, but run up close into my strategy
Task be, easily complete major catastrophe
I be the rhymin holocaust, with the sauce to toss
those who fakin jacks in rappin know they fallin off
Is it the way we lay the forte, display my caliber
Slayin my challengers, used to be a dancer, now a flow, balancer
Manufacture raptures, dip into my tricks
Pullin out treats, and singles comin by the hits
Sh*t done by Vic, units for the nine-six
MC El the Sen, with Da Way Like This
We kickin over your crossaints
Smack
