Whayback-Artifacts

[El Da Sensai] I calculate that eighty-five was the year I first grabbed the pen, daydreamin of the cheers Ahead from rockin shows, no Girbauds that sag The windbreaker suits and backspins that was mad I stress progress roll joints at my rest Til the I＇ll wee hours, and I knew it was the best I hit mad spots, many crews got dropped While I was gettin props *z was dealin on the block Stayin in crib on the weekends was Marley Marl Was freakin the cuts Mr. Magic was speakin That＇s how I got my first taste, makin tapes Til the rhyme skill was great and my style would escalate Practice made my perfect tactics Now my dap gets clap, cause I＇m the rap snap fanatic But now in nine-trey I got the T-Ray track And my trunks, my roots are growin styles from whayback .. [Tame One] I flash back to fat Kangol hats, with plastic Back when steppin on kicks in eighty-six got your a** kicked Bombers and sheepskins, were common when I first started rhymin Still I found time to go bombin Me and my pals rocked Cazals with no glass Dark flavored Clarks, Lee Denims off the a** Back when Mr. Magic had it goin all the way on The beat with BDP, added flavor like a crayon Indeed MC＇s would represent with the skills But now in ninety-three a lot of them can get the dillz It seems like a little sumthin missin in the mix But now I got a deal, so it＇s up to me to fix When *z put me up on, with funky raps to cut on Word is BOND, if I hear another wack rap song I might snap and it＇s an actual fact That I＇ma kick it like that, cause this is strictly bout the whayback .. [El Da Sensai] Aww man damn, whayback, things was kinda fat Had the Godfather knot, a Starter hat, things are kin