To Ya Chest
Artifacts Lyrics

Sahara zombie?
Opening line is an obscure reference that may have no real meaning but serves to grab listener's attention

Word is bond my songs ain't wack, and any nigga who thinks that, they must can't rap, and can't get that
The artist confidently states that their music is not bad, and challenges anyone who disagrees to prove their own skills

I got dues with receipts, peeps who make mad beats So if you get souped, I add beef
The artist has paid their dues and collaborated with talented producers. They will not tolerate anyone trying to elevate themselves by bringing them down

Commander in Chief of the belief fonta leafs burn slower
The artist is the leader of a group of individuals who smoke Fonta leafs, and believes that their weed lasts longer

The end knot mixin E&J with soda keeps me geeked up
The artist is drinking a mixture of E&J Brandy and soda, which keeps them energized and focused

So if you got weed then speak up so I can twist up and leave you with that shit in tea cups
The artist is asking for someone to give them weed so that they can roll it into joints and share with others

We bust the raps that matter, while you battle your own boys, just to check to see who's fatter
The artist believes that they make music with important themes, whereas others are focused on bragging and competing with their friends

I put it together like McGyver, bombin your rhyme cypher
The artist is skilled at crafting verses and can improvise creatively in a battle

Helpin to represent funk like diapers
The artist is contributing to the preservation of funk music, which they compare to diapers (necessary for keeping things clean)

I'm one of them prime time rhymes without rotation
The artist has quality music but hasn't yet gained mainstream popularity or radio play

but I'm patient, cause Tame One don't owe no station nathan
The artist is content to wait for their music to catch on without relying on favors from radio stations or other gatekeepers

I'd rather hide my tape collection like I'm Nixon Watergate nine-six in effect, the deck's missin
The artist is hoarding their personal collection of music, comparing it to the way that former President Nixon tried to keep sensitive information hidden during the Watergate scandal

Crews get taken out quick, who's the best Tame and MC El bringin lyrics to ya chest, one two
The chorus asserts that other groups often get defeated, while the Artifacts provide quality rap that hits home

My forms, patterns, some might think it's arrogant I'm transparent, but with lyrics it's apparent That I be the greater rhyme stater with the data
The second artist (MC El) acknowledges that some people might view their style as conceited, but they are confident in their abilities and believe that their skill speaks for itself

Saturn Sega, player, wack nigga hater Instant flow, like five minute grits flips
The artist compares themselves to a video game console and a skilled womanizer. They also claim to be able to improvise rhymes as easily as cooking instant grits

Uncover skits like a private dick hits From all different directions, chop you into sections like a jigsaw
The artist is skilled at uncovering secrets as a detective would, and can attack their opponents from many different angles

shit be raw, rock for alla y'all tall raps, and brawls, touch all jaws
The artist's music is aggressive and powerful, and has the ability to move listeners and even start fights

with the gall, foot in the mix like Hammer grammar forms Check the track, flip the song Hits From the Bong, wrong Side bumpin in your ride
The artist is skilled at mixing different musical elements together, and is referencing a track from Cypress Hill which they believe is being played incorrectly. They imagine a group of people listening to this music in a car and rocking hard.

Graffitism tokin ism gaggin off the lyrical jism New Jersey native, creative with the sorts
The artist is involved in graffiti culture and smoking weed, and has a creative spirit

be-boy wishin for battles check the injury reports But there are no flaws in this rap lord's rest
The artist wants to engage in rap battles and is confident that they have no weaknesses that could be exploited by opponents

Open wide niggaz, we bring it to ya chest
The chorus repeats this line, echoing their promise to deliver rap lyrics that will move listeners and make them feel something powerful