The Ultimate

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(uh, yeah... who we be) hah

The one's two's (we be the next man, to get wreck and)

to the three's, to the four's, to the five's, uhh

Intro/Chorus:

You know the time when we rock the spot

Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props

You know the time when we rock the ****

Tame One and MC El we be the ultimate

Verse One: El Da Sensai, Tame One

We bring forth the swords in rap sports

****** play the bench for us, overtime if ****** wanna shine

Divine with the intricate ****, who wanna bring it

to the table able now it's stable on the disc

The Heineken bottle catcher, drops ya, slasher

Dat's the the bastard with the fastest ass capture

No moonwalk, my tune's talk all by they ****in lonely

Phone me home I'm in the middle like I'm Monie (E.T.)

Love to do dubs on deck without a mic check

Collect no checks (huh) but catch wreck on sets

(Deuce deuce *****! What? L.O.D. too)

Deuce deuce is loose PPP represent see

Def Squad, Boom Skwad, and Artifacts make three

like Dennis Scott droppin one for the wisdom

Cause when I gets em, I'll be ****in up they system

or temperature cheer when I appear from the mist

priceless, ice-diss and never see another Christmas

You play Risk when you dealin with the New Jeruz two blitz

Without the use of two clips, ****** styles still be fluid (still)

The cat, darer with the terror off hands (hah!)

Without bands we rock spots in all lands (all lands)

Nigs be playin and we stand for the susbtance

subject's the ba*****t, MC's be patient

Cause all that Russian/rushin save that **** for the dressing

(Word up) BS we stand strong wack ****** we addressin

Chorus: repeat 2X

Verse Two: Tame One

Test me, the best be, checkin for my recipes (mmm)

Mess with me and I'll be drainin all your ****in energy (boo-yaa!)

Galactic tactics match wits I'm from the Bricks (yeah *****)

I used to catch a switch from any walk-by ***** (*****!)

But now I'm to the break like disc jocks, dis rock is hot

got props and plus bust shots for what I got (booyaka booyaka)

Don't sniff **** but snot hops, you better watch your snotbox

I'll diss you, then I'll clear the air like Scott tissue

The issue got a barcode on funkmode

So now I pack a trunkload of skunk, for the underground chumps

(Hoo-wee!) Cause I bumps in any system, who dissed em?

Watch me back them up from all the way from New Jeru

to Manhattan (Manhattan) satin and silk, kill the best built

I guess the milk was no good, so now I'm classified a true hood

Check this *****, live on Kodak tits

or bust a pimp, cause I'm not a boogaloo shrimp

Tame One the Jesus and the Judas

Cause when I hit the buddhas, my problem's manifest is deep-rooted

(yeah, that's it, wordup)

Chorus: repeat 2X

Verse Three: El Da Sensai

MC, universal no rehearsal on tap with rap so

magnificent sufficient all that tall facts

from the six footer, in slang I be the gooder, goodest

Best put to rest acts that's less

Sub-regular wreckster, prefer tracks to measure

Size up, MC's that need to wise up, ****in they lives up

Urban survivalist, live with this, closed style (whassup)

tribalist, that gets, all up in your **** (That's Them, huh)

(Yeah, all up in your ****)

For all reasons, number one you're sleepin

Speakin like a deacon catch the drops my props leakin

(Praise the Lord) Seekin on the deep end, sinkin while I'm thinkin

of ways, to slay my competition without blinkin (hah!)

The ink's on the sheet with rhymes that are unique

complete batter, astoundin feats yo it don't matter

(Don't matter) Capi-talize, while I'm, categorized

The G-L to the Tame to the O-N-E

Chorus: repeat 4X