Tame One]

I was out to bomb like Vietnam, but in this rhyme, I'm the prime

suspect

Handcuffed for stuff that I ain't hit yet

It seems the neighborhood block watch got open like a box top

Wanted they're props and called up the cops

While Momma Dukes is in the kitchen flippin

Trippin cause spray caps is missin and I left without permission

I got bagged with the darkest black marker I had

An easy target cause my tag is on my bookbag

As I was shadowed they musta heard the bag rattle

Tipped the cops off, and ran up, before I popped the top off

Got interrogated bout crews I never heard of

Got my face wrote on, and treated like I did a murder

Heard sermons, on property value and city workshops

Slapped with a fine, now in my record there's a new notch

The misdemeanor catcher comin back at cha

for the long ride, as we return to the wrongside

[El Da Sensai]

Out to burn, rackin paints by the sack to provide

tracks as we return to the wrongside

Art programs and more hip-hop jams, must arrive

as we return to the wrongside

More better styles and wack writers step aside

Aerosol ride, as we return to the wrongside

Newark, New Jers - Brick City we reside

Big up, to BS, as we return to the wrongside

Once more, we have in store graffiti folklore

in depth to score points, what this joint for?

All graffiti writers, we bring justice, to this

Art we take to heart but they missed

the actual Facts, paint with fat caps, artistic

gestures, flat or gloss be the texture

If you measure the amount or count TV, shows on graf

Galleries, droppin all the skill calories

They crackin down to make us back down

but we still wreckin, who remember King 67?

Peace to Insta, buildin a mad tag in December

Protective shell los for the winter

Get in the subject, on how they say we suspects

Harass me for a marker, there he goes with a Tec

Blind to see wreck, cause they ignorant to check

the true art so, they pass laws just to catch

Certain writers, most bite us anyway

L-S-B-S, L-T-D is on the path subway

Try to bring an understanding, respect we're demanding

Wrongside tales, we never fail with the plannin

Fatter jams on the air must arrive

The weak can't slide as we return to the wrongside

More joints on tape, less compromise

Better in size as we return to the wrongside

[Tame One]

Toys bite my tags, throwups, and old pieces

Thowin crews up, they can't be down with, and catchin beatings

Me and my crew stay close-knit

Make niggaz say 'Oh shit!' about our dope shit, takin cities in doses

With a tag here and a tag there next year

it'll be everywhere, catch me if you dare

It's rare for me not to have a marker after dark

Cause I've been in this to win this since niggaz used to say spark

[El Da Sensai]

Yo, I got the black book designers and the bag

Make sure I got the uni for the on tour tag

Saying that we cause mad terror in the city

Kids ain't got shit so, we feels no pity

on any surface, hurtin it, experts in it

Create with the Krylon, crafts be fantastic

[Tame One]

Artistic misfits, gifted wicked with the sketchbook

and the paint, maintainin the status top rank

With ink stained hands, I masterpiece master plans

with cans we came across diss some toys who crossed me off

Lost in my thought, I can walk a mile on style it's

been a while but I keep mechanicals on file

for every new jack, and non-believer not knowin my background

from jump, sleepin cause they only see me with blunts

My ghetto cartoons just express how I feel

Representin my culture, and not off it is the deal

I'm so ill with skill and I'm still up to par

Not your everday rap star, just who we are

Like conquering lions, we do our things with strong pride

for the long ride, tellin tales from the wrongside

[El Da Sensai]

KRS keeps the stage show live

Sharper than knives, as we return from the wrongside

PNB Nation, no hesitation

Blazin, as we return from the wrongside

Peeps sleep, while these brothers coincide

Keep in stride, as we return from the wrongside

Comp hide, toy niggaz take a dive

Kickin skills live, as we return from the wrongside

Uhh, it's like that

Layin shit down on the map

Artifact crew, in the house

like this like that, so whatchu want?

For the who? You know the crew...

Shawn J

[Tame] Crossin out all y'all wack rappin ass motherfuckers