[El Da Sensai]   Aiyyo check dis check dat, MC El my shit fat   Rockin off this bugged track, you say we're wack yo fuck dat   Word to life I kick the hyper type ? my rap'll gather   after, my skills master of the dip dapper   I hold the fort with my sorts, rap sports   I got niggaz on my dick, from down South to up North   Rhymes rip the hipper nigga, take a swigger   MC El the rigger of the fat style you can't figure   Rhymes out the ass you can't pass up   My rizzle dizzle dazzle, tears up the band like ?   I blows with my flows bust your nose kick the ass of pros   who ain't, got the how-knows, to make the crowd go (HO!)   Out they see, complete my rap technique   Take up mad Chiefs, I go through 60 packs in a week   Attackin New Jeru, as I do my doo-dah   shit everyday, peace to niggaz around my way   From Da Bricks, where every block it got mad crews   MC El Da Sensai with the attack of New Jeruz      Chorus: Artifacts      Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (2X)   "Check it, who wanna wreck it? I flows the next shit" (2X)      [Tame One]   Well as I step up, my fuckin reps up, and snappin quicker   I'm slicker than a zipper, get more wet than Flipper   Got trunks and crates, full of P-Funk breaks   I'll take Bootsy make a loop and you get souped because I'm great   With the four bar sample, add a bass and kick   You're on my dick for my tricks, when I fix the remix   I twist this disc with emphasis, since   dead presidents took residence, from dollars and cents   I got pull like Magneto rollin cee-lo with steel dice   My black book make, more people petrol than Heidi Floess   I'm nice on mic jacks, and murder to a dub deck   The Knotty Headed ruffneck, Tame don't give a fuck yet   I jump up the funk to smoke the blunt that's like a tree trunk   I get blitt, to rip shit, still piss and call MC's punks   My knotty throwin body blows like ?   The trooper's gettin zooted off the funky herbal buddha   Don't test me, press or even stress to try to serve me   Cause I'm down and dirty from the undergrounds of Jersey   Word to Fats daddy cause I'm fatter than your Timberlands   Ladies and gentlemen, Tame got more balls than Wimbledon   So step up and get your fronts cracked   by the blunt crackin rapper, and get your bitch before I smack her      Chorus: Artifacts      Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (4X)   "Check it, who wanna wreck it? I flows the next shit" (4X)      (Ehh heh eh, a special guest at my show)      [Jay Burnz]   The J the A the Y the B the U the R the N   Watch your back look over your shoulder, I'm bout to roll you over   with a bulldozer, get on the CB one rover   Cause I pulve-rize a, MC cause I'm nicer   Click click click, I hunt MC's like I'm the Predator   Don't think it's ? cause I kill like I'm a matador   Lyrics bust through my lips just like I sing a song   Jay got more flavor, than goya, adobo   I'm wreckin CD's and tapes, with "That's Them" logo   Keeps you jumpin like a pogo chicks are dancin doin a go-go   I got the killer instinct, make MC's extinct   Pep more than ginseng, always mad testing   forwards I rrrrrrrrrrip, backwards I pirrrrrrrrr   Fester, I keep the stage warmer than furrrrr   No way to control it, my style is automatic   Many MC system shut down when your gun comes around   Plus I roll more chicks in stirrups, than Lou Diamond Phillips   Makin grills swell up, ??   I step up in a violent rage the five-oh says damn   Jay B's gonna give your black ass a new cage   Blacked out, with the Artifacts, I kick the nonstop rap   MC El and Tame One got my back   In the attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalem      Chorus: Artifacts      Attack, of what? Attack of New Jeruzalum (4X)   "Soul in my strut, muscle in my hustle" (4X)