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casisdead - drugs lyrics

[simon]
“yeah h-llo mate, it’s jack
i got f-cked last night off of that crack
it’s my birthday today, got a little cash
i’m looking to get mashed”

[casisdead]
“yeah, you want to get mashed
i got the white, brown and hash
take your pick but don’t take the mick
no ticks, just live cash”

[simon]
“cool geez, i’ve got a couple bills
might as well bring down a couple pills
i’m 39 today
you might as well do me a couple deals”

[verse 1]
yeah bruv, i’ll deal with you nicely
even though my sh-t is pricey
i won’t bump you like i did last time
every hit, a gram precisely
sold two twos, i grab two q’s
and bust out before mum wakes up from her snooze
and a little bit of brown, and a little bit of white, plus e’s that i put in my shoes
i’m always around town in the middle of the night, just trying to move off that food
don’t even bullsh-t, i like a little bit of hype, a little bit of excitement
and speaking of excitement
ain’t that simon
that same yout’ i gave a consignment to, he is slipping
hey yo simon, what?
where’s my dough? uhm
simon, what?
where’s my dough? uhm
simon, you must want man to get violent
i’m just about to wile out
so on this occasion, simon did not have castro’s paper
so he got his head caved in off the pavement
collecting my payment, i was like later
by a payment what i’m referring to was the chain he had
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all the facts are true
i started rinsing the credit
i phoned badger, he’s a shotter too
he was like, “come little park” –
i was like “i’ve got lots to do” – “i’ve got shots for you”
so i popped there, he had shots for two
i had to shot the q
and split the other q into one twos
well at least i think there was one twos

[simon]
“yeah h-llo mate, i’ve been here for a little while now
i’m at that… f-cking… the bins, yeah
what’s going on, bruv, what’s going on?”

[casisdead]
“shut up! i told you to f-cking wait
you see, this is what i f-cking hate
you want the b, so don’t chat sh-t, what’re you gonna do if i’m f-cking late?”

[simon]
“look, bruv, i don’t want trouble, right
like i said, it’s my birthday
i just want to go opera house and… erm… f-cking…”

[casisdead]
“ah, shut up, you smackhead! i said i’ll be there soon
just go and find your spoon
you fiend, and get off my line”

[verse 2]
so i rolled up to the high road and saw tyrone
one white yout’ that sniffs white and lives on my road
my man never spent his giro
so i niced that pr-ck
yeah three for five o
that was bait, breeze from 5-0
hop over the gate, live-o
i do this for survival
cats get excited on my arrival
cause you know i got the best crack, yeah i hold the t-tle
in a war ting i hold the rifle
get shift then bust case like michael
ay, wait a minute, ain’t that my cat
oi, listen, just ‘cause i’m gone
just make sure you listen to my song
cause it’s about that crack
and i’m about that

- casisdead lyrics

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