Artist | Artifacts |
Song | The Ultimate |
Director | Charles Stone III |
Intro | No |
Outro | No |
Sound Mix | Stereo |
Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
[Tame One] Hah! The former back of the classroom talk-trasher Blastin off at ya without help from NASA, has ta blow a nigga's chest up like asthma with raptures and fresh ass raps from wack bastards West district politickin like Gibson Make a pick-up, and then escapes from New York like Snakeplitzkin with trees tied to the thighs of down shorties clearing Customs Ready to cuss and bust on any nigga fuckin with production (This ain't my bag) Back in the Bricks tricks and kids dig the music as we dooz it (God damn yo!) And lose it, when we play niggaz the new shit ... |