| Song | Heavy Amnuition |
| Artist | Artifacts |
| Album | Between A Rock And A Hard Place |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : R. Brown/T. Ray/W. Williams | |
| 作曲 : R. Brown/T. Ray/W. Williams | |
| WHASSUP?! | |
| [Chorus: Samples] | |
| "Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." [E. Sermon] | |
| "Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I'm on a mission.." [P. Rock] | |
| (repeat 3X) | |
| "Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." [E. Sermon] | |
| "Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit..." [Redman] | |
| [Tame One] | |
| I pack a rap that's the joint and like to point the chrome at domes | |
| Of MC's who need to be smoked up, like homegrown | |
| Ism I get bizm, with rhythm no bullshit | |
| My best rhymes rank like a tec-9 with a full clip | |
| I'm funky as hell, since I rock the twelve inch | |
| And now fakes imitate the great like Elvis | |
| Oh goodness gracious, oh golly gee wolly | |
| I'm good googa booga good golly Miss Molly | |
| I use a loaf of bread a pint of milk a stick of butter | |
| To keep my weight up, to knock a sucker to the gutter | |
| I empty my rhyme clip, and kick like a fat gat | |
| El you got my back, so where's your black ass at? | |
| [El Da Sensei] | |
| I'll let loose to juice to freak the funk spunk no punk | |
| I'm doin the funky chicken as I'm kickin like a Shaolin monk | |
| MC El Da Sensei with another one to bash ya | |
| Lyric master, blaster, kick my skit faster | |
| Best in my section, I'm fresher check the lesson | |
| Progress is progressin as I'm buildin on my section | |
| Hyperactive raps are gettin super static | |
| With the rap erratical acrobatical massive combatical | |
| So, move over cause the style that's rippin | |
| Is comin from the grand man that is not slippin | |
| But I'm trippin, kick the comp romp stomp and pomp | |
| Cause my style is flyer Renaldo Neidermeyer | |
| Hip hip hoorah, check it how i do tha | |
| Thing that I swing I won't front.. | |
| Yo, I got the lyrical ammunition to your chest | |
| So nigga don't test, cause my mouth is the tec | |
| Kid, I kick the ill skill yo, did you listen | |
| I bust caps with raps, packin heavy ammunition | |
| [Chorus: Samples] | |
| "Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." [E. Sermon] | |
| "Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I'm on a mission.." [P. Rock] | |
| (repeat 4X) | |
| [Tame One] | |
| Ya gotta excuse me, I was just scheamin on a cutie | |
| And I knew it was my duty cause the honey had a booty | |
| I up jump the boogie to the boogie the beat | |
| Cause I'm a hellafied nigga, you can call me T.D | |
| The black Little Raskal, with loot like Waldo | |
| I make Oprah rhyme by throwin chairs at Geraldo | |
| Rivera, I joke around like, Hanna Barbera | |
| But mirror mirror, Tame is a terror | |
| My hair got the knots, my name got the props | |
| I'm the coach of the rap note cause I call the shots | |
| Tamer Dee, Tamer Dee, I'm showin the mad me | |
| Damn style flam and T why? We ain't family | |
| Keep that real, I smoke buddha and pack steel | |
| Check the rap deck, cause this is the last deal | |
| Good God, baby pah, give it to me check it | |
| BRARABRARABBAHHH bust it, BRARAHRABAHABA wreck it | |
| [El Da Sensei] | |
| Comin back, to capture, with the fat rapture | |
| Intact to Tic-Tac, my style you can't catch-a | |
| Why? Let's see, I'm not ordinary | |
| Kind of impossible, unstoppable, brothers pop a lot of bull.. | |
| ..skip to my loo, I'm never ever to do | |
| Hot tamale oh golly I'm wicked with the folly | |
| All types of sneakers fo' the freaker of the speaker | |
| Bass for the bottoms and the highs for the tweeters | |
| Sample from The Meters, check it how I speak the | |
| Words pound for pound, **** ten ounces and the liters | |
| I won't sniff Blow, even if you said his name was Kurtis | |
| My style can go through changes, from Latin down to Turkish | |
| So keep slippin cause that ass I'll be kickin | |
| El Da Sensei, with the heavy ammunition | |
| [Chorus: Samples] | |
| "Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." [E. Sermon] | |
| "Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I'm on a mission.." [P. Rock] | |
| (repeat 8X) | |
| YEAH! Aight?? |
| zuo ci : R. Brown T. Ray W. Williams | |
| zuo qu : R. Brown T. Ray W. Williams | |
| WHASSUP?! | |
| Chorus: Samples | |
| " Heavy ammunition, so I don' t have to dip, so.." E. Sermon | |
| " Buck buck buck, rattattat I' m on a mission.." P. Rock | |
| repeat 3X | |
| " Heavy ammunition, so I don' t have to dip, so.." E. Sermon | |
| " Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit..." Redman | |
| Tame One | |
| I pack a rap that' s the joint and like to point the chrome at domes | |
| Of MC' s who need to be smoked up, like homegrown | |
| Ism I get bizm, with rhythm no bullshit | |
| My best rhymes rank like a tec9 with a full clip | |
| I' m funky as hell, since I rock the twelve inch | |
| And now fakes imitate the great like Elvis | |
| Oh goodness gracious, oh golly gee wolly | |
| I' m good googa booga good golly Miss Molly | |
| I use a loaf of bread a pint of milk a stick of butter | |
| To keep my weight up, to knock a sucker to the gutter | |
| I empty my rhyme clip, and kick like a fat gat | |
| El you got my back, so where' s your black ass at? | |
| El Da Sensei | |
| I' ll let loose to juice to freak the funk spunk no punk | |
| I' m doin the funky chicken as I' m kickin like a Shaolin monk | |
| MC El Da Sensei with another one to bash ya | |
| Lyric master, blaster, kick my skit faster | |
| Best in my section, I' m fresher check the lesson | |
| Progress is progressin as I' m buildin on my section | |
| Hyperactive raps are gettin super static | |
| With the rap erratical acrobatical massive combatical | |
| So, move over cause the style that' s rippin | |
| Is comin from the grand man that is not slippin | |
| But I' m trippin, kick the comp romp stomp and pomp | |
| Cause my style is flyer Renaldo Neidermeyer | |
| Hip hip hoorah, check it how i do tha | |
| Thing that I swing I won' t front.. | |
| Yo, I got the lyrical ammunition to your chest | |
| So nigga don' t test, cause my mouth is the tec | |
| Kid, I kick the ill skill yo, did you listen | |
| I bust caps with raps, packin heavy ammunition | |
| Chorus: Samples | |
| " Heavy ammunition, so I don' t have to dip, so.." E. Sermon | |
| " Buck buck buck, rattattat I' m on a mission.." P. Rock | |
| repeat 4X | |
| Tame One | |
| Ya gotta excuse me, I was just scheamin on a cutie | |
| And I knew it was my duty cause the honey had a booty | |
| I up jump the boogie to the boogie the beat | |
| Cause I' m a hellafied nigga, you can call me T. D | |
| The black Little Raskal, with loot like Waldo | |
| I make Oprah rhyme by throwin chairs at Geraldo | |
| Rivera, I joke around like, Hanna Barbera | |
| But mirror mirror, Tame is a terror | |
| My hair got the knots, my name got the props | |
| I' m the coach of the rap note cause I call the shots | |
| Tamer Dee, Tamer Dee, I' m showin the mad me | |
| Damn style flam and T why? We ain' t family | |
| Keep that real, I smoke buddha and pack steel | |
| Check the rap deck, cause this is the last deal | |
| Good God, baby pah, give it to me check it | |
| BRARABRARABBAHHH bust it, BRARAHRABAHABA wreck it | |
| El Da Sensei | |
| Comin back, to capture, with the fat rapture | |
| Intact to TicTac, my style you can' t catcha | |
| Why? Let' s see, I' m not ordinary | |
| Kind of impossible, unstoppable, brothers pop a lot of bull.. | |
| .. skip to my loo, I' m never ever to do | |
| Hot tamale oh golly I' m wicked with the folly | |
| All types of sneakers fo' the freaker of the speaker | |
| Bass for the bottoms and the highs for the tweeters | |
| Sample from The Meters, check it how I speak the | |
| Words pound for pound, ten ounces and the liters | |
| I won' t sniff Blow, even if you said his name was Kurtis | |
| My style can go through changes, from Latin down to Turkish | |
| So keep slippin cause that ass I' ll be kickin | |
| El Da Sensei, with the heavy ammunition | |
| Chorus: Samples | |
| " Heavy ammunition, so I don' t have to dip, so.." E. Sermon | |
| " Buck buck buck, rattattat I' m on a mission.." P. Rock | |
| repeat 8X | |
| YEAH! Aight?? |
| zuò cí : R. Brown T. Ray W. Williams | |
| zuò qǔ : R. Brown T. Ray W. Williams | |
| WHASSUP?! | |
| Chorus: Samples | |
| " Heavy ammunition, so I don' t have to dip, so.." E. Sermon | |
| " Buck buck buck, rattattat I' m on a mission.." P. Rock | |
| repeat 3X | |
| " Heavy ammunition, so I don' t have to dip, so.." E. Sermon | |
| " Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit..." Redman | |
| Tame One | |
| I pack a rap that' s the joint and like to point the chrome at domes | |
| Of MC' s who need to be smoked up, like homegrown | |
| Ism I get bizm, with rhythm no bullshit | |
| My best rhymes rank like a tec9 with a full clip | |
| I' m funky as hell, since I rock the twelve inch | |
| And now fakes imitate the great like Elvis | |
| Oh goodness gracious, oh golly gee wolly | |
| I' m good googa booga good golly Miss Molly | |
| I use a loaf of bread a pint of milk a stick of butter | |
| To keep my weight up, to knock a sucker to the gutter | |
| I empty my rhyme clip, and kick like a fat gat | |
| El you got my back, so where' s your black ass at? | |
| El Da Sensei | |
| I' ll let loose to juice to freak the funk spunk no punk | |
| I' m doin the funky chicken as I' m kickin like a Shaolin monk | |
| MC El Da Sensei with another one to bash ya | |
| Lyric master, blaster, kick my skit faster | |
| Best in my section, I' m fresher check the lesson | |
| Progress is progressin as I' m buildin on my section | |
| Hyperactive raps are gettin super static | |
| With the rap erratical acrobatical massive combatical | |
| So, move over cause the style that' s rippin | |
| Is comin from the grand man that is not slippin | |
| But I' m trippin, kick the comp romp stomp and pomp | |
| Cause my style is flyer Renaldo Neidermeyer | |
| Hip hip hoorah, check it how i do tha | |
| Thing that I swing I won' t front.. | |
| Yo, I got the lyrical ammunition to your chest | |
| So nigga don' t test, cause my mouth is the tec | |
| Kid, I kick the ill skill yo, did you listen | |
| I bust caps with raps, packin heavy ammunition | |
| Chorus: Samples | |
| " Heavy ammunition, so I don' t have to dip, so.." E. Sermon | |
| " Buck buck buck, rattattat I' m on a mission.." P. Rock | |
| repeat 4X | |
| Tame One | |
| Ya gotta excuse me, I was just scheamin on a cutie | |
| And I knew it was my duty cause the honey had a booty | |
| I up jump the boogie to the boogie the beat | |
| Cause I' m a hellafied nigga, you can call me T. D | |
| The black Little Raskal, with loot like Waldo | |
| I make Oprah rhyme by throwin chairs at Geraldo | |
| Rivera, I joke around like, Hanna Barbera | |
| But mirror mirror, Tame is a terror | |
| My hair got the knots, my name got the props | |
| I' m the coach of the rap note cause I call the shots | |
| Tamer Dee, Tamer Dee, I' m showin the mad me | |
| Damn style flam and T why? We ain' t family | |
| Keep that real, I smoke buddha and pack steel | |
| Check the rap deck, cause this is the last deal | |
| Good God, baby pah, give it to me check it | |
| BRARABRARABBAHHH bust it, BRARAHRABAHABA wreck it | |
| El Da Sensei | |
| Comin back, to capture, with the fat rapture | |
| Intact to TicTac, my style you can' t catcha | |
| Why? Let' s see, I' m not ordinary | |
| Kind of impossible, unstoppable, brothers pop a lot of bull.. | |
| .. skip to my loo, I' m never ever to do | |
| Hot tamale oh golly I' m wicked with the folly | |
| All types of sneakers fo' the freaker of the speaker | |
| Bass for the bottoms and the highs for the tweeters | |
| Sample from The Meters, check it how I speak the | |
| Words pound for pound, ten ounces and the liters | |
| I won' t sniff Blow, even if you said his name was Kurtis | |
| My style can go through changes, from Latin down to Turkish | |
| So keep slippin cause that ass I' ll be kickin | |
| El Da Sensei, with the heavy ammunition | |
| Chorus: Samples | |
| " Heavy ammunition, so I don' t have to dip, so.." E. Sermon | |
| " Buck buck buck, rattattat I' m on a mission.." P. Rock | |
| repeat 8X | |
| YEAH! Aight?? |