Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Side of da Tracks

I'm out to bomb like Vietnam, the same name Tame One
The bad one, ink flow master bastard with the
I tags up and then I steps to the exit
When it's time to get sefted or flex on some fresh

Some wack stole my black book, I know who took it
I his whole tag because the fag writes his name crooked
The ink I use might but you gotta think
I got my Hoppes, 'cause my tags don't shrink

I'm and baggin' bitches 'cause my name is famous in the street
'Cause they know my name's from in the Jeeps
So yo, grab a can and put your man up and up
For the fresh never stale niggaz off the rail

Deep dark and black like the I pack
It's that Artifacts chat from the wrong of da tracks

The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The Artifacts are the wrong side
The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The are from the wrong side

I load my backpack with spray Girbaud, couldn't spark the
Tagging up a train, I the pound take a trip
To the train yards and think back, when I used to that
Shit that used to hit had all the mad color

Breakin' was my thing, I used to the back
I never thought I'd spin the wax tracks to make your hands clap
I could've went the way but no haps
I got my dap on the map with the Bic to a spray cap

Niggaz used to doubt to my clout but now I 'em out
They shout my out uptown like they wanna be down
Avoid the crowds that wanna stab me in the back of that
the third rail track, 'cause I don't wanna get zapped

Pieces I burn to show my no shame
Don't wanna put the down on my nigga Tame
Brothers wanna see me grow to get my cash flow
I no remorse, so check me out in The Source

The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The Artifacts are from the side
The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The Artifacts are from the wrong

The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The Artifacts are from the side
The are from the wrong side of da tracks
The Artifacts are from the wrong

I my name up quick like a Thai stick
As red as my eyes get, I still the fly shit
Back with some ultra flat catchin' wreck in a sec
Wet paint, shit, when I'm on the set

I'm like the third rail, on time like a fast train
The name Tame alone got so fuck a last name
I tags mad when I drag a fat of ism
Comin' out New Editions like Mike Bivins

I get a sticker from my nigga the bag of 'em
Write my name on 'em then I peel off the of 'em
And 'em to victims of underground systems
Let the toys bring the noise, me and my boys are diss 'em

In conclusion snooze when two niggaz from the Jerz
Kick the mad graffiti and kick the bass to the curb
The Artifacts Jack, the art of facts back
Some seem to about the ebony that caught wreck

So remember this, you're tender you slip in to enter
The Artifacts zone 'cause graffiti's growin'
To ass pizazz slash let me tag
Why is black? Because the wack jack was known as a fag

So don't cross the path the gat to your back
The out, wrong side of da tracks

The Artifacts are the wrong side of da tracks
The are from the wrong side
The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The Artifacts are from the side

The Artifacts are from the wrong side of da
The Artifacts are from the side
The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The Artifacts are the wrong side