Dynamite Soul - Artifacts

In comes the ones from Jeruzalum slums

Knockin bums out for clout, Jersey rules without a doubt

On the real, keep it kinda fat for the brothers

From the Wrongside of Da Tracks, and it goes like that

Since the beginnin of time, the Artifacts kick rhymes

Straight tape after demo tape in eighty-eight

It’s so dynamite, shit’s outta sight

Snatch up a G and demonstrate for the night

Sip on the brew, me and you can do the do

And you know this, flow with this, Polo, you know kid

Tame, what’s the status on the blunt meter homey?

(Yeah I got three dimes, six Phillies, and some Olde E)

Yeah G you know the program, it’s so damn ridiculous

Kickin this mix for all the niggas and the tricks

El the first half, Tame indeed is on?

And word to life he rhyme with spite and so dynamite

«Dynamite soul!»

(4X)

Yo this flow goes to all the hoes I ever fucked with

Kids I smoked blunts with, and my ex-girl that sucks dick

Niggas takin shorts in weed spots because they know me

And to my moms, because she makes good cheese and macaroni

And to the stores that’ll sell three Phillies for a dollar

To Afrika Bambaata for makin me a rap scholar

And MC El for rhymin with this notty headed lunatic

You always knew we had the crew that had the mad drama kid

Peep it, all my peeps from 12 Block to Broad Street

And backstreets in Jersey where the niggas first heard me

It took a long time comin with more cuts than Jason

Since the days I had a fade and used to rock in Redman’s basement

I do +Poetic Justice+, like Janet played the role

And now I’m makin suckers swoll with the dynamite soul

«Dynamite soul!»

(8X)

Remember them joints, we used to rock at the spot?

When we stepped on stage with fat gear and it was mad hot?

Kids in competition was scared at the sight

Of these mad motherfuckers who rock the mic RIGHT

Then we was «That's Them», gettin all the action

Fuckin niggas bitches and just leavin them in traction

Ask who the hell was them niggas that’s rippin it?

You better get hip, cause Artifacts got the shit

For about four years, people said we couldn’t hack it

but the track’s got ?, and rhymes got the knack

See, we’ll never fall we got support from the fam

Jam after jam, here we are but there we stand

It took mad time, but here we is, in the music business

Press record when you hear me on KISS

Brothers talk shit, but yo, who really cares?

Tame’s who all I need cuz, the brother’s right there

And if you’re swoll, say it’s all in control

The Artifacts, we got, the dynamite soul

«Dynamite soul!»

(8X)