One two, once again

Who be the next man to get wreck and

Artifacts, remix, Showbiz, D.I.T.C.

One, one, one two three four five

Verse One: El Da Sensai, Tame One

We bring forth the swords in rap sports

Niggaz play the bench for us, overtime if niggaz wanna shine

But I'm, the rhyme don taking out imposters

Proper with these fat tips, practice good posture

Not a, liquor sipper drug-transacter

Rapper-turned-actor nor be a lyrical slackard

Rapper for today's youth, check the attribute

Name Sensai, AOF, make niggaz regroup

Scoop these, ramsacked tracks like jewel thieves

Break it down to the matter cause the chatter's on squeeze

LADIES AND GENTS!!! We represent and take offense

to all the nonsense, here to resurrect like Com Sense

We rhymin fresh, nonetheless, don't stress the messengers

Boucning to the beat like big breastses

After this rap skit, kids go back and practice, lackin this

lyrical tactics when they match wits, who the?

captains over the boom bips

Rippin over the music when I use

just before I black out and I lose it

Able to stable a turntable

Raping record labels for papers, press record, tape us

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You know the time when we rock the spot

Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props

You know the time when we rock the shit

Tame One and MC El we be the ultimate

Verse Two: El Da Sensai

The fly style terrorist, blitzed to fits

Different vocals for the locals tricks for the remix, pick

notes, quote, still fresh when ass-broke

Past Go, when I move rap you in my lasso

Flow, pro-fessional, casual, on point, New

Jersey niggaz with the shit that's natural

Put words into patterns scheme plans for any man who think

He know the time and his rhyme don't stink

We be the ultimate (Ultimate what?) Plus

Lyrical performance making sense a must

Bust back, with compositions paragraphs on your phonograph

as is, producer credit under Showbiz

That's Them blend lick shot, movin with strategical

lethal, rhyme style, considered unbelievable

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Verse Three: Tame One

Picture this like it's a cinema flick

We in the midst of taking over this, half of you

crabs don't even notice this, scope this

We know the risk and still take it, we could make it

We've already been the underrated

If I shine I shine, if I brick I just brick

If you diss, we can take it to the curb like dog shit

I'm not in it for the gimmicks, satisfying critics

I just want my own like the Hasidics

Mine on the sidelines, MC's Hail Mary

But I be in the box kicking my commentary

Quick to bury MC crews who lose at my circumfrence

And hit em with the spit I roll my blunts with

It be the ultimate, fuck the dumb shit we run it half-blunted

or crazy drunk off the eight hundred

Chorus