[Tame One]  I was out to bomb like Vietnam, but in this rhyme, I'm the prime suspect  Handcuffed for stuff that I ain't hit yet  It seems the neighborhood block watch got open like a box top  Wanted they're props and called up the cops  While Momma Dukes is in the kitchen flippin  Trippin cause spray caps is missin and I left without permission  I got bagged with the darkest black marker I had  An easy target cause my tag is on my bookbag  As I was shadowed they musta heard the bag rattle  Tipped the cops off, and ran up, before I popped the top off  Got interrogated bout crews I never heard of  Got my face wrote on, and treated like I did a murder  Heard sermons, on property value and city workshops  Slapped with a fine, now in my record there's a new notch  The misdemeanor catcher comin back at cha  For the long ride, as we return to the wrongside    [El Da Sensai]  Out to burn, rackin paints by the sack to provide  Tracks as we return to the wrongside  Art programs and more hip-hop jams, must arrive  As we return to the wrongside  More better styles and wack writers step aside  Aerosol ride, as we return to the wrongside  Newark, New Jers - Brick City we reside  Big up, to BS, as we return to the wrongside    Once more, we have in store graffiti folklore  In depth to score points, what this joint for?  All graffiti writers, we bring justice, to this  Art we take to heart but they missed  The actual Facts, paint with fat caps, artistic  Gestures, flat or gloss be the texture  If you measure the amount or count TV, shows on graf  Galleries, droppin all the skill calories  They crackin down to make us back down  But we still wreckin, who remember King 67?  Peace to Insta, buildin a mad tag in December  Protective shell los for the winter  Get in the subject, on how they say we suspects  Harass me for a marker, there he goes with a Tec  Blind to see wreck, cause they ignorant to check  The true art so, they pass laws just to catch  Certain writers, most bite us anyway  L-S-B-S, L-T-D is on the path subway  Try to bring an understanding, respect we're demanding  Wrongside tales, we never fail with the plannin    Fatter jams on the air must arrive  The weak can't slide as we return to the wrongside  More joints on tape, less compromise  Better in size as we return to the wrongside    [Tame One]  Toys bite my tags, throwups, and old pieces  Thowin crews up, they can't be down with, and catchin beatings  Me and my crew stay close-knit  Make niggaz say 'Oh shit!' about our dope shit, takin cities in doses  With a tag here and a tag there next year  It'll be everywhere, catch me if you dare  It's rare for me not to have a marker after dark  Cause I've been in this to win this since niggaz used to say spark    [El Da Sensai]  Yo, I got the black book designers and the bag  Make sure I got the uni for the on tour tag  Saying that we cause mad terror in the city  Kids ain't got shit so, we feels no pity  On any surface, hurtin it, experts in it  Create with the Krylon, crafts be fantastic    [Tame One]  Artistic misfits, gifted wicked with the sketchbook  And the paint, maintainin the status top rank  With ink stained hands, I masterpiece master plans  With cans we came across diss some toys who crossed me off  Lost in my thought, I can walk a mile on style it's  Been a while but I keep mechanicals on file  For every new jack, and non-believer not knowin my background  From jump, sleepin cause they only see me with blunts  My ghetto cartoons just express how I feel  Representin my culture, and not off it is the deal  I'm so I'll with skill and I'm still up to par  Not your everday rap star, just who we are  Like conquering lions, we do our things with strong pride  For the long ride, tellin tales from the wrongside    [El Da Sensai]  KRS keeps the stage show live  Sharper than knives, as we return from the wrongside  PNB Nation, no hesitation  Blazin, as we return from the wrongside  Peeps sleep, while these brothers coincide  Keep in stride, as we return from the wrongside  Comp hide, toy niggaz take a dive  Kickin skills live, as we return from the wrongside    Uhh, it's like that  Layin shit down on the map  Artifact crew, in the house  Like this like that, so whatchu want?    For the who? You know the crew...  Shawn J    [Tame] Crossin out all y'all wack rappin ass motherfuckers