Lyrics

] 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 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 Traffics chock-a-block And I need to chop a block Up the bus lane like a shot Fuck the fine, the cars not mine its 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 goss' I've had food since MS-DOS Got that snow and I've got that frost Drop that off ass 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? 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 its good but its 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 slags 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... 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
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