Blasted, Huh? Not Klyde (Ft. Witnez)

[Intro]
Great, nothing better than a soaking wet costume
(Yuchk)

[Verse 1: Not Klyde]
Blasted, Huh
Little homie feelin' bombastic, huh
Hit the Billie Jean, dancing, he feel ecstatic, huh
Got the pen and pad and he feelin' creative, huh
Don't run in my house with your dirty 350's on, uh
Look at my eyes, I'm a Asian, you take 'em off
I got the Glock, it's a ESV
Didn't you hear it?
We shoot 'em like
De-de-de, de-de-de, de-de-de
King Dedede, who do you main?
I'm smashin'
I got the steel, it's passion
Driven, determined, desire
We hop in a Datsun, drivin'
Wait
De-de-de, driven, determined
Desire, I said King
I said Datsun
The King of Kings, Son Of Man
Hung on the cross for the damned
And you bet that that's Passion