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31 Bumrush

Artifacts1 Jan 1997

31 Bumrush Lyrics

31 Bumrush - Artifacts

Written by:R. Brown/S. Jones/W. Williams

 

My off the hook look

Leaves my competitors shook

No matter what groups you book

I still jam like Sam Cooke

Took a whole click out

And had the soundman flippin

Kickin wicked freestyle

To sh*t on n**gas with the writtens

Check my computer type graphics

N**gas get they a** kicked

Quick if they try to flip like ashes I'm

Never passive as is

Yo you see the flow yo what happened

Check out them n**gas rappin

The clap of the crowd

Be showin me love like Cupid

Loop it back

Sh*t slams like I dished off to Shaq

My crew stay strapped

With battle raps on cap

We ready to clap on chaps

Who make up half you sucker rap acts

I'm intact with facts

MC's can't compete with these treats

And Shawn J P with the beats unleash

Talents balance styles extraordinary

With the vocabulary no other buries

We know schematics on rapper's theatrics

Only a few can freak status

Artifacts Technique

Can freak from here to Dallas

Leavin you to clean up

Like Alice

Sh*t's thick like smoke from out the chalice

The weak we embarrass

Showin no pity on your city

We either play you live

Or have you taped in like MIDI who

The Brick City Committee

Comin' through a n**ga soundset

This round's for all our n**gas

That didn't get down yet

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

From off the back of the bus the 31 Bumrush

Crews we breeze through you don't know you need to

Tell the soundman don't touch nothin but the EQ

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

From off the back of the bus the 31 Bumrush

Crews we breeze through you don't know you need to

Tell the soundman don't touch nothin but the EQ

Deafenin lethal weapon steppin with the props

Seekin through your sale racks and peepin all mall cops

In to win tall like Paul Bunyan the bass line's drummin

Meanin that the Notty Headed Nigguz comin'

Lights camera act like you wanna bring the drama

I make it hotter than all of Atlanta ready to act up

My Hooterville upbringin is swingin upon ya son

Gunnin for your under the name of Tame One

Yo eyes focused lips ready to toke it

You'll choke on my skit your dilemma is to quit

Flip scripts who's the winner takin out all beginners

In an instant my style's polished and stain resistant

The EJ sipper blunt ripper n**ga flips your b***h a**

With better effects we go to war like George Lucas

Toucan Sam and we be the Mister Man simply put

Your twelve inch could barely make a foot

We got bombs my momma told me no when I was younger

But I told her

I don't cry on no shoulders I'm a soldier

Let me show ya how we can rock a crowd like Ayatollah

Check the folder

 

Here we go check it out right now

Now you got the scoop check the Guess troop low

On the chest n**gas still use the word fresh blessed

You see the structure builder constructer

Bust a nother with the skills that I muster

Up touche you check the rhyme forte

Artifacts Tame One and MC El the Sensai

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

From off the back of the bus the 31 Bumrush

Crews we breeze through you don't know you need to

Tell the soundman don't touch nothin but the EQ

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

From off the back of the bus the 31 Bumrush

Crews we breeze through you don't know you need to

Tell the soundman don't touch nothin but the EQ

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

 

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

 

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***