Where Yo Skillz At?

[El Da Sensai]<br>Artifacts be the best in this MC fest<br>Rest any intentions we here to mention we the fresh<br>Newark natives, Polo king bringin the zing<br>to your Walkman, check it how we talk and sing<br>Breakin that thing, lyrical jackin, mackin<br>All so-called cypher rappin niggaz I`m smackin<br>No tricks with fits inflict the hurt like Frank Thomas<br>To never make the wack jams, to my peers I promise<br>Atomic, yet, niggaz gonna have to respect<br>what we`re bringin to the table check my dialect<br>Alphabeta, wetta, than your man who says he can<br>take a whole block, we put that ass on lock and<br>Styles be groovy, fake niggaz can`t fool me<br>cause I`m a fly brown brother and you can`t school me<br>Tools be, always sharpened for MC`s that be startin<br>up shit, and can`t fuck with, this rap sargeant<br>Bluffin, talkin bout nothin, in fact<br>These crews be wack, so may I ask, where yo skillz at?<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Tame One]<br>It`s no doubt what I`m about bustin yo shit out with my lyrical<br>Smokin botanicals I be the man that makes the miracles<br>Invisible if need be, see me on TV and on CD<br>smokin beadies in 3-D doin graffiti<br>My mechanical style, interlocks rocks and shocks<br>cause I`m hot, X marks the spot like Sadat watch<br>I`m so tight with mine, nickel and dime rhymers<br>are smokin one quarter pushin off the corner from foul line<br>Prime time teams rewind and can`t find mine<br>They all left behind because my rhymes lack guidelines<br>Wings get pushed back from hairlines to asscracks<br>So check ASCAP, on Artifacts soundtracks<br>So act ill, I can peel a skill like fresh bills<br>Crack a rapper like a Phills I smack more ass than Benny Hill<br>but chill a minute, I`m all up in it infinite potential<br>Newark, Jew Jersey resedential areas I turn to burial plots<br>for MC`s, who don`t believe what I conceive<br>Or leave a whole team speechless, gettin jives to Chucky Cheese<br>I`m like Jesus to the mic, write My Life out like Mary<br>I`m oh-Blige-d to J. any ghetto queen that`s sanitary<br>Don`t play me too close, you`ll get roasted by the human torch<br>from Newark, I`m blowin up spots without tour support<br>I distort thoughts, with izm sticks and quarts<br>Laughin at rappers who come at me in soft packs like Newports<br>I walk that talk, get down and dirty like New York<br>That`s why I`m still fat, beef kill that, nigga where yo skillz at?<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[El Da Sensai]<br>But, back to the subject at hand<br>Peep my battle plan and I`ll be forced to chop that hand<br>off soft brothers yo they can`t withstand<br>the pressure, prepare the stretcher and the Dristan<br>Cause in nine-six, these MC`s can`t miss<br>If you purchase this, then you see why brothers kinda pissed it`s<br>the Mr. Flip Lipper always stayin dipped<br>Always talkin shit, always hittin hallways and shit<br><br>[Tame One]<br>I play the parks after dark and spark L`s until my head bust<br>and then bust, plus when I get dusted you`ll get messed up<br>Rollin with razors neighbors hate me cause I`m famous<br>Tame is accurate back with battle raps fat like battleships<br>Constantly open like a hood rat that`s smokin<br>Got bitches in Hoboken overdosin off my potions<br>Wet like oceans, my notebook looks atrocious<br>Be dissin vocal coaches I don`t let them hit my roaches<br>I handle my Biz like Warner<br>Brothers be on the corner talkin gossip, hot cause they ain`t got shit<br>Watch this... where yo skillz at nigga?<br><br>Chorus