[Verse 1: Tame One]
I transmit
The fatness over wackness with my Campbell blunts and matches
Other rappers try to catch us, but I roast ‘em up for practice
So act like you knew, or you’ll be through in your division. I’ve been
Waiting and watching for you to fuck up your position. Man
Listen. Isn’t this some shit for niggas asses?
Like when I flip the script, pause, and flick my Philly ashes—yup
That’s the status of the rappers with the cabbage. Other
Crews can act savage, but they all fall below average
My headnaps is massive, and I’m Evil like Knievel, and I’m
Diesel for the sequel, I’ma freak it for my people
So Gods like the cause, represent One Love like Nas, see, ‘cause
Rap is my job, Tame the Terror drops the bomb on the
Move-fakers, now I’m stable, making papers. Ain’t gon’
Be no motherfuckers stealing bread from off my table if I’m able
To feed those who need, then proceed, but for
Those out for greed, take heed and get these
[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
I said
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down with da git down
Wit da c’mon, wit da git down
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down with da git down
Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound
[Verse 2: El Da Sensei]
‘Cause this boom bap rapper annihilates the next
Ordinary get vexed, my commentary’s best
Fools who don’t know the rules be left in my dust
Become bust from what I bust, niggas figure I lust
For fame. I’m never lame, true to the game, I’m needing
Brothers to be more conscious, or this rap shit we’ll be leaving. Breathing
Vocab so bad, the lyrical nomad, my son
You call me dad when I flipped and ripped your notepad
Drag brothers who lack, I snap with my position. Who be that?
Yo, listen. Artifact might that be dissing, so
Enter the demented thoughts of the inventor
Contenders, remember I’ll do you in—surrender
You hear my sound using verbs and some pronouns
Remix bound, so, yo, c’mon wit da git down
[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
I said
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
C’mon, c’mon, git down wit da git down
Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
C’mon wit c’mon, git down wit da git down
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
HAH! I continue
To deliver flows, HAH! Busta Rhymes
Bringing body blows, HAH! Yes, when I gets
Busy down at my shows, YAH, YAH, got ya breathing
Hard through your nose, HAH! Watch me drop you
In your face with more lyrics. I love to git down, but
Stay away from me with them mad spirits. You better believe
You’re fucking with the pros, HAH! Strike a pose
Got your body froze, HAH! Hey, sit back
Relax and max with the Artifacts, never faking jacks, black
Vocals bleeding through the entire multitrack. Forever
I strive to leave stains on brains. In the process
We gradually progress, add fuel to the flames, UH!
This ain’t no games, UH! Artifacts and Busta Rhymes
Are the only ones to blame, UH! We bust your frame!
Put that on my name! Rrrrah, rrrrah!! Flowing just
Like water—watch out for the hydroplane! And as-ah I just
Control the ground, you better believe we break it down
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down when Busta bust down
[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down when Busta bust down
C’mon wit da c’mon, Artifacts got the new sound
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
C’mon wit da git down
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
No need to frown, c’mon wit da git down
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound
C’mon, man, git down
Wit da c’mon, c’mon wit da git down
Yes, Buckwild git down
Artifacts, Busta Rhymes git down
HAH! C’mon, git down
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down
