Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): W Williams, R Brown, Victor Padilla
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ArtifactsThis is Da Way Lyrics:
This is da way, this is da way
This is da way, this is da way
Hah, the former back of the classroom talk-trasher
Blastin' off at ya without help from NASA
Has ta blow a nigga's chest up like asthma
With raptures and fresh ass raps from wack bastards
West District politickin' like Gibson
Makes a pick-up and then escapes from New York like Snakeplitzkin
With trees tied to the thighs of down shorties clearin' Customs
Ready to cuss and bust on any nigga fuckin' with production
This ain't my bag
Back in the Bricks, tricks and kids dig the music as we dooz it
And lose it, when we play niggaz the new shit
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 motherfuckers
Pissin' all over your conference tables
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
Man, get back to practice, dip into my tricks
Pullin’ out treats and singles comin' by the hits
Shit done by Vic, units for the 96
MC El da Sen, with 'Da Way Like This'
This is da way
(We kickin' over your croissants)
This is da way
(Smackin' your secretary up and kickin' up that fuckin' computer)
This is da way
(We snatchin' all the paper from fax machines)
This is da way
(And we stoppin' distribution on your next release, huh)
What makes you think that we can't start beef in a heartbeat
Like car thief's with snacks
Givin' rappers hot flashes for actions of our main [Incomprehensible]
Knockin' out you half rockin' my jocks on your asses like Cassius
But cautious, these dope rhymes'll leave you nauseous
Still niggaz sleep but umm, we still got the
Picture perfect workin', expert that hurts it
Anyone with the verse, that shit gets bursted
Exploit the time, simplify tracks, I rap
For brothers on the block and those who buy me off the rack
Attack foes who [Incomprehensible]
Jot down the plot as this MC gets into that ass
The bass thickens, while crews face their whippin'
Always on the low but you'll never see me slippin'
This is da way, this is da way
This is da way, this is da way
We rock the high
This is da way, this is da way
This is da way, this is da way
We rock the high
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