E. Sermon "Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I'm on a mission.." -> P. Rock (repeat 3X) "Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon "Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit..." -> Redman [Tame One] I pack a rap that's the joint and like to point the chrome at domes of MC's who need to be smoked up, like homegrown ism I get bizm, with rhythm no bullshit My best rhymes rank like a tec-9 with a full clip I'm funky as hell, since I rock the twelve inch And now fakes imitate the great like Elvis Oh goodness gracious, oh golly gee wolly I'm good googa booga good golly Miss Molly I use a loaf of bread a pint of milk a stick of butter to keep my weight up, to knock a sucker to the gutter I empty my rhyme clip, and kick like a fat gat El you got my back, so where's your black ass at? [El Da Sensai] I'll let loose to juice to freak the funk spunk no punk I'm doin the funky chicken as I'm kickin like a Shaolin monk MC El Da Sensai with another one to bash ya Lyric master, blastet, kick my skit faster Best in my section, I'm fresher check the lesson Progress is progressin as I'm buildin on my section Hyperactive raps are gettin super static with the rap erratical acrobatical mass combatical So, move over cause the style that's rippin is comin from the grand man that is not slippin But I'm trippin, kick the comp romp stomp and pomp Cause my style is flyer Renaldo Neidermeyer Hip hip hoorah, check it out one two the thing that I swing I won't front.. Yo, I got the lyrical ammunition to your chest So nigga don't test, cause my mouth is the tec Kid, I kick the ill skill yo, did you listen I bust caps with raps, packin heavy ammunition Chorus: *vocal samples* "Heavy am" /> Lirik Lagu Artifacts - Heavy Ammunition

Heavy Ammunition

Artifacts

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Chorus: {vocal samples)



"Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon

"Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I'm on a mission.." -> P. Rock

(repeat 3X)

"Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon

"Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit..." -> Redman



[Tame One]

I pack a rap that's the joint and like to point the chrome at domes

of MC's who need to be smoked up, like homegrown

ism I get bizm, with rhythm no bullshit

My best rhymes rank like a tec-9 with a full clip

I'm funky as hell, since I rock the twelve inch

And now fakes imitate the great like Elvis

Oh goodness gracious, oh golly gee wolly

I'm good googa booga good golly Miss Molly

I use a loaf of bread a pint of milk a stick of butter

to keep my weight up, to knock a sucker to the gutter

I empty my rhyme clip, and kick like a fat gat

El you got my back, so where's your black ass at?



[El Da Sensai]

I'll let loose to juice to freak the funk spunk no punk

I'm doin the funky chicken as I'm kickin like a Shaolin monk

MC El Da Sensai with another one to bash ya

Lyric master, blastet, kick my skit faster

Best in my section, I'm fresher check the lesson

Progress is progressin as I'm buildin on my section

Hyperactive raps are gettin super static

with the rap erratical acrobatical mass combatical

So, move over cause the style that's rippin

is comin from the grand man that is not slippin

But I'm trippin, kick the comp romp stomp and pomp

Cause my style is flyer Renaldo Neidermeyer

Hip hip hoorah, check it out one two the

thing that I swing I won't front..

Yo, I got the lyrical ammunition to your chest

So nigga don't test, cause my mouth is the tec

Kid, I kick the ill skill yo, did you listen

I bust caps with raps, packin heavy ammunition



Chorus: *vocal samples*



"Heavy am