Artifacts - Return To Da Wrongside Lyrics
[Tame One]I was out to bomb like Vietnam, but in this rhyme, I'm the prime suspectHandcuffed for stuff that I ain't hit yetIt seems the neighborhood block watch got open like a box topWanted they're props and called up the copsWhile Momma Dukes is in the kitchen flippinTrippin cause spray caps is missin and I left without permissionI got bagged with the darkest black marker I hadAn easy target cause my tag is on my bookbagAs I was shadowed they musta heard the bag rattleTipped the cops off, and ran up, before I popped the top offGot interrogated bout crews I never heard ofGot my face wrote on, and treated like I did a murderHeard sermons, on property value and city workshopsSlapped with a fine, now in my record there's a new notchThe misdemeanor catcher comin back at chafor the long ride, as we return to the wrongside[El Da Sensai]Out to burn, rackin paints by the sack to providetracks as we return to the wrongsideArt programs and more hip-hop jams, must arriveas we return to the wrongsideMore better styles and wack writers step asideAerosol ride, as we return to the wrongsideNewark, New Jers - Brick City we resideBig up, to BS, as we return to the wrongsideOnce more, we have in store graffiti folklorein depth to score points, what this joint for?All graffiti writers, we bring justice, to thisArt we take to heart but they missedthe actual Facts, paint with fat caps, artisticgestures, flat or gloss be the textureIf you measure the amount or count TV, shows on grafGalleries, droppin all the skill caloriesThey crackin down to make us back downbut we still wreckin, who remember King 67?Peace to Insta, buildin a mad tag in DecemberPr
