Текст песни It's Gettin' Hot

What do we have here...

It's gettin hot yo, it's gettin hot

Mr. Walt, Beatminerz, Evil Dee... yo

[El Da Sensai]

Who wants to see how we be the doper analyst

Antagonist with scripts, be from the Bricks perfect

There's no denying that you're spying -- trying to see the graph

but you're knowing that can't fuck with the mathe-matcian

When I rip and tip-in rebounds with mounds of work

Jerks get down, cause they know we hurt the sound

So ease as I please these OG's with seeds that

be fat, need that, Artifacts CD black

[Tame One]

My theoretical medical rhetoric is terrible, but bearable

Instead of sheddin wool, I'm takin sedatives

MC repetatives, think they competetive

but I'm the Exodus, of executing

all of my et ceteras, my Book of Revelations

speak of hesitation, but I got the longest lines

in Newark since Club Sensations

Haitians, request me on the station like I'm Lauryn

But if I ain't touring there ain't no rapper on the street scorin

(word up) and that's word to my moms

Chorus: Artifacts

It's gettin hot -- it's gettin hot MC's y'all know the steez

The rap game is gettin hot, consumers on they knees

Please, y'all know the steez

The rap game is gettin hot, consumers on they knees

It's gettin hot -- MC's, yo, y'all know the steez

The rap game is gettin hot, consumers on they knees

Peace, y'all know the steez

The rap game is gettin hot consumers on the knees

[El Da Sensai]

Ac-tual, natural blends that tend Artifacts - It's Gettin' Hot - http://ru.motolyrics.com/artifacts/its-gettin-hot-lyrics.html

to leave MC's stagnated, rated number ten

In all secret wars when we on tour for

now and forever rockin shit for your pleasure

[Tame One]

It's the secret agent (double oh seven) mental patient

Smokin blunts for information

But you can catch me at the dugout, eatin kennel rations

Rap innovations, causin confrontations

And I got some fast assed styles, so go and chase one

Hah, you lose from takeoff, so break off your shake off

cause here comes the payoff, for Ferris on his Day Off

Hieroglyphic, mystic, misfit rips shit, toxic Mr. Rock

Bugs Bunny who outfoxes, all of the blunted gun runners

The small Wonder like Vicki

Bustin lyrical nuts and gettin sticky

(touch me there, right there, ooh ooh)

Chorus (w/ variations)

[El Da Sensai]

For much we lust, it be us, A-R-T

Fuckin smash parties, niggaz win, hardly

Smartly, advance no chance my lyrics prance upon the tracks

snap on, motherfuckers who can't catch on

To my, do or die, stature bound to catch ya

Those who try and match the, master not an actor, poseur

Wet with rap caliber, challengers

Wonder how I handle the, dates on my calendar

Using, verbal assault to insult

those who wish to diss the first born is catchin fault

Self taught, not many can say that

So put the needle to the groove and listen to real rap

So I'ma come to a close, it be the pros, y'all know the steez

The rap game is gettin hot, consumers on they knees

Chorus (w/ variations