| Yeah, it’s CAS |
| Here, mate, give us that fire |
| Cheers |
| Uh, uh |
| (And remember) |
| Uh, uh |
| Huh |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Had to lean on that nigga, couldn’t take the pressure |
| Let me take it off your hands, it’d be my pleasure |
| I might wait to take it on, and take it in my leisure |
| See, the cost of failure is too much to measure |
| I just jumped out the morgue, ain’t nobody fresher |
| Only MC on my level, M.C. Escher |
| Get that picture with the chick, she look like Kesha |
| Open face by face, you’re looking like a geisha |
| The traction control off |
| Reaching elevation, thank God for navigation |
| I’m on the blower on the blow, you know, nuttin' major |
| Tho' I’m tryna' get this blowie, care to make a wager? |
| The traction control off |
| Plain smoke, listening to Dave Bowie and Erasure |
| A nigga baked, just chopping cake with da razor |
| I link Mase to face, we don’t drink cerveza |
| (Straight without a chaser) |
| And I just want to see your face |
| Doing this was a big mistake |
| I was told we would live forever |
| Now I wish I could just escape |
| I came back as a hungry ghost |
| And my body’s what I miss the most |
| I don’t wanna live forever |
| I just wish I could decompose |
| You know it’s Hennessey on straight without a chaser |
| I got loads of paper, I don’t have to chase |
| Make her meet my mate just so we can appraise her |
| Said, '6.8,' and I said, 'He's a hater' |
| Yeah, we got the crate from Jamaica |
| Grade that and make you meet your maker |
| Pockets so full of pills of flake, that |
| When I walk around town I sound like a shaker |
| Feel nostalgic when I cop a |
| I used to play my Sega |
| Had a grey Laguna left it at the breaker |
| Now I straight North London like Laguna Seca |
| In that big V10, easy overtaker |
| Overstand, all black like the Undertaker |
| I see you try it at the lights, mate do me a favour |
| All you see is the rear bumper, see you later |
| And I just want to see your face |
| Doing this was a big mistake |
| I was told we would live forever |
| Now I wish I could just escape |
| I came back as a hungry ghost |
| And my body’s what I miss the most |
| I don’t wanna live forever |
| I just wish I could decompose |