Intro: Mellow Max    Yes, as we continue to get it going on  Artifacts representin from Newark to Illtown  Put your ear to this here  Most definitely it's a sure banger  Keep this one in your collection  Newark to Illtown representin  Who do we have up to bat? (MC El)  Lace that    Verse One: El the Sensai, Tame One    In this field, niggaz get killed, quick with the skills  Intact, I'll with raps, buildin facts to fill  Gaps react, tap into your internet and patch into  My steez or my style, niggaz down to make the cheese wild  MC's get defused cause I'm the bomb specialist  With the wettest, test this, deadly like asbestos  Check the credit set it, so odd they have to call a medic  My paragraphs be off key, that's why niggaz can't get it    For those of you who don't know, my flow keeps MC's  On freeze like Sub-Z doin MK3 fatality  Do remember like Clue, I run up on booty crews  On every weekend buggin out cause I be geekin  Lounge like the peppermint the Boom Skwad President  Leaves a tenament resident finding evidence of sedatives  DAILY, scoopin through the Roots like Alex Haley  Beetle Bailey beatdown to a soundman lookin scary  Label secretary terrorizer yet I'ma  Fresh rhymer comma bringer of the drama the bomber  From the Lost Lands, off hand claps I run raps  And shatter nigga cyphers into pieces like gun claps    *DJ Kaos cuts and scratches Redman   "When I break it down, from Newark NJ to Illtown" -- Rockafella*    Verse Two: El the Sensai, Tame One    My verbal, patterns reach farther than Saturn  Bustin niggaz up because my rhymes be breakin  Atoms stranger, ProForm arranger  Fake U-SA Polo shirt stainer with the tec that's never plainer  Indent, that's the men blend trends we make and cross  Without the fakin, to the ten niggaz respect we just take it    New jacks relax cause the syntax can't be Xeroxed  Cause I be locked on spots like niggaz movin in from swat  I X more Men out than Elijah, Muhamm Ali of rhyme schemes  Leavin my stickers at the crime scene  Skwad Odd Man, receive response like Roxanne  Battle the top man, and shock fans like I'ma rock band  I cut the mustard and plus I can bust it dusted (what?)  Whatever you fuckin with I touch and leave it busted  My click rips and gets up in ya like the shits  From grits, while yo shit sits like it's on bricks  Tracy Chap raps I laugh at, half-assed rappers  Who lack fat tracks get capped at, fuck that    Destroy the masses, niggaz in classes tryin to catch the math  As I sit and think the ink begins to craft  My blueprints instruments workin as I'm jerkin  Your style hurtin in the club your crew nervous rehearsin  In between the cut I run amuck with mad stuff  Niggaz can't touch, escape wack cyphers like handcuffs, so  C'mon and get down with that Artifacts sound  "When I break it down from Newark NJ to Illtown"    *DJ Kaos cuts and scratches Redman   "When I break it down, from Newark NJ to Illtown" -- Rockafella*    Outro: Mellow Max    Word up thank you I think I'm convinced  Cool Mellow Max in the house  Peace to my niggaz Park Ave, Swift-O-Matic yeah!  Boom Skwad in the house how you like it now?  Representin the skills, what?  Chancellor Ave, Avon Ave, nigga where ya at?  Aww man the Bricks! Newark to Illtown  If ya don't know I think ya better ask  Breakin it down, sizin it up  For the year nine-six, WHAT!!!