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Yeah
It’s me again
Cas
Business as usual
I rise at 5 o’clock
Drive right down to the dock
To see a man about a dog
But this might come as quite a shock
But I’m selling rock
And the other stuff
Same colour as Elton’s cock
Hit me up, it’s all in stock
Traffic’s chock-a-block
And I need to chop a block
Up the bus lane like a shot
Fuck the fine, the car’s not mine, it’s hot
Not getting nicked with what I’ve got
Sentences, I’ve dodged a lot
Too much gear, I’ve lost the plot
My boy says stop the rot
Stop the blow and the micro dots
Before I fall off like Microsoft
Too much dipping, I’ll make a loss
Told him straight I couldn’t give a toss
My own rules, my own boss
I still graft though I don’t doss
I’ve had food since MS-DOS
Got that snow and I’ve got that frost
Drop that off as soon as poss'
Pinky a gram is what it costs
I don’t care for those who floss
Big fake watch Tom & Cross
Blud my clothes ain’t even washed
Vans so old they’re growing moss
E, Dizz', Yay
Who want’s to play?
(die die die die)
Who want’s to play?
I’ve got no scruples
I let ecstasy dilate my pupils
Got chicks doing lines like they’re my pupils
It keeps them youthful
Honestly I’m being truthful
I get them on that bugle
But it’s grip is fucking brutal
And they’re off their noodle
And only move with my approval
The cut is crucial
Teething powder comes in useful
Sweeter than a spoonful
Watch your profits quadruple
Business is so fruitful
And this slag’s beautiful
She’s barely legal and anal about her kegels
Smash the cunt right out of her
Bang that stolen vehicle
Right in front of people
Now she’s faint and feeling feeble
No I’m not evil
I just sehctib ecifircas
You cunts are not my equal
I shit on you like a seagull
This story has no sequel
I win, the end credits
Leon Best I said it
That’s my word and you can spread it
All that hating talk just dead it
Death is coming you can smell it
E, Dizz', Yay
Who want’s to play?
(die die die die)
Who want’s to play?