Blast From The Past Lyrics

Blast From The Past lyrics

it goes a lil sutink, like dis



hikory, dikory, dok

2many
girls wona suk my cock, hectics ere so count dwn da clok get bare dough 

like jenny from da blok, wot

cant test we coz my crews 2 hot, whos hot
whos hot, whos not,

u manz r cummin off da plot, ow much talent on da mic
ave u got wot,

 coz wen im on da mic guna bus up da place gunna get da
ladies shake da hips n 

da waiste, guna get u prange guna make u wonna
say grace, never wear glasses 

never wear brace, i never walk round wid a
mashed up face, hectic n breeza 

givin u a taste, hectic n breeza pikin up
da pace, so cum chalenge we 4 a 

lyrical race,



its da
H-E-C-T-I to da C, im a lyrical dj so cum chalenge me, dus gime da mic n 

ill spit freely n ill bust u up on the m-i-c, easy peasy, like chilin in 

jakuzi, lyrical bombs dat i drop are like an uzi, who she? she wanna sit on
my 

knee n call me sweetie but she goes on nasty n she smell like weee