featuring Jay Burnz



[El Da Sensai]

Aiyyo check dis check dat, MC El my shit fat

Rockin off this bugged track, you say we're wack yo fuck dat

Word to life I kick the hyper type ? my rap'll gather

after, my skills master of the dip dapper

I hold the fort with my sorts, rap sports

I got niggaz on my dick, from down South to up North

Rhymes rip the hipper nigga, take a swigger

MC El the rigger of the fat style you can't figure

Rhymes out the ass you can't pass up

My rizzle dizzle dazzle, tears up the band like ?

I blows with my flows bust your nose kick the ass of pros

who ain't, got the how-knows, to make the crowd go (HO!)

Out they see, complete my rap technique

Take up mad Chiefs, I go through 60 packs in a week

Attackin New Jeru, as I do my doo-dah

shit everyday, peace to niggaz around my way

From Da Bricks, where every block it got mad crews

MC El Da Sensai with the attack of New Jeruz



Chorus: Artifacts



Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (2X)

"Check it, who wanna wreck it? I flows the next shit" (2X)



[Tame One]

Well as I step up, my fuckin reps up, and snappin quicker

I'm slicker than a zipper, get more wet than Flipper

Got trunks and crates, full of P-Funk breaks

I'll take Bootsy make a loop and you get souped because I'm great

With the four bar sample, add a bass and kick

You're on my dick for my tricks, when I fix the remix

I twist this disc with emphasis, since

dead presidents took residence, from dollars and cents

I got pull like Magneto rollin cee-lo with steel dice

My black book make, more people petrol than Heidi Floess

I'm nice on mic jacks, and murder to a dub deck

The Knotty Headed ruffneck, Tame don't give a fuck yet

I jump up the funk to smoke the blunt that's like a tree trunk

I get blitt, to rip shit, still piss and call MC's punks

My knotty throwin body blows like ?

The trooper's gettin zooted off the funky herbal buddha

Don't test me, press or even stress to try to serve me

Cause I'm down and dirty from the undergrounds of Jersey

Word to Fats daddy cause I'm fatter than your Timberlands

Ladies and gentlemen, Tame got more balls than Wimbledon

So step up and get your fronts cracked

by the blunt crackin rapper, and get your bitch before I smack her



Chorus: Artifacts



Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (4X)

"Check it, who wanna wreck it? I flows the next shit" (4X)



(Ehh heh eh, a special guest at my show)



[Jay Burnz]

The J the A the Y the B the U the R the N

Watch your back look over your shoulder, I'm bout to roll you over

with a bulldozer, get on the CB one rover

Cause I pulve-rize a, MC cause I'm nicer

Click click click, I hunt MC's like I'm the Predator

Don't think it's ? cause I kill like I'm a matador

Lyrics bust through my lips just like I sing a song

Jay got more flavor, than goya, adobo

I'm wreckin CD's and tapes, with "That's Them" logo

Keeps you jumpin like a pogo chicks are dancin doin a go-go

I got the killer instinct, make MC's extinct

Pep more than ginseng, always mad testing

forwards I rrrrrrrrrrip, backwards I pirrrrrrrrr

Fester, I keep the stage warmer than furrrrr

No way to control it, my style is automatic

Many MC system shut down when your gun comes around

Plus I roll more chicks in stirrups, than Lou Diamond Phillips

Makin grills swell up, ??

I step up in a violent rage the five-oh says damn

Jay B's gonna give your black ass a new cage

Blacked out, with the Artifacts, I kick the nonstop rap

MC El and Tame One got my back

In the attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalem



Chorus: Artifacts



Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (4X)

"Soul in my strut, muscle in my hustle" (4X