The Ultimate (Jay Dee Remix)

[Chorus: El Da Sensei & Tame One]
You know the time when we rock the spot
Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props
You know the time when we rock the shit
Tame One and MC El we be the ultimate (Ultimate, ultimate, ultimate)

You know the time when we rock the spot
Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props
You know the time when we rock the shit
Tame One and MC El we be the ultimate (Ultimate, ultimate, ultimate)

[Verse 2: Tame One, (El Da Sensei)]
(Tame One) Test me, the best be, checkin' for my recipes (Mm, word, word) Mess with me and I'll be drainin' all your fuckin' energy (Boo-yaa!)
Galactic tactics match wits, I'm from The Bricks (Yeah, nigga)
I used to catch a switch from any walk-by bitch (Bitch!)
But now I'm to the break like disc jocks, dis rock is hot
Got props, and plus bust shots for what I got (Booyaka-booyaka)
Don't sniff shit but snot hops, you better watch your snotbox
I'll diss you, then I'll clear the air like Scott tissue (That's not all)
The issue got a barcode on funk mode (Yeah)
So now I pack a trunkload of skunk, for the underground chumps
(Hoo-wee!) 'Cause I bumps in any system (System)
Who dissed 'em? (Yo, who?! Who?!?)
Watch me back them up from all the way from New Jeru to Manhattan (Manhattan)
Satin and silk, killed the best built
I guess the milk was no good, so now I'm classified a true hood
Check this nigga, live on Kodak tints
Well, bust a pimp, 'cause I'm not a Boogaloo Shrimp
Tame One the Jesus and the Judas
'Cause when I hit the buddhas (Yeah)
My problems manifest as deep-rooted (Word up!)

[Chorus: El Da Sensei & Tame One]
You know the time when we rock the spot
Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props
You know the time when we rock the shit
Tame One and MC El we be the ultimate (Ultimate, ultimate, ultimate)

You know the time when we rock the spot
Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props
You know the time when we rock the shit
Tame One and MC El we be the ultimate (Ultimate, ultimate, ultimate)

[Verse 3: El Da Sensei, (Tame One)]
MC universal, no rehearsal, on tap
With raps so magnificent, sufficient, all that
Tall facts, from the six footer
In slang, I be the gooder – goodest
Best put to rest acts that's less–er
Sir Wrecker of Wreckster, prefer tracks to measure
Size of, MC's that need to wise up, fuckin' they lives up
Urban survivalist, live with this, flow style (Whassup)
Tribalist, that gets, all up in yo' shit (All up in yo' shit!)
For all reasons – number one, you're sleepin'
Speakin' like a deacon, catch the drops, my props leakin' (Praise the Lord) Seekin' on the deep end, sinkin' while I'm thinkin'
Of ways, to slay my competition without blinkin' (Hah!)
The ink's on the sheet with rhymes that are unique
Complete batter, astoundin' feats, yo – it don't matter (Don't matter)
Capitalize, while I'm, categorized
The G-L to the Tame to the O-N-E

[Chorus: El Da Sensei & Tame One]
You know the time when we rock the spot
Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props
You know the time when we rock the shit
Tame One and MC El we be the ultimate (Ultimate, ultimate, ultimate)