Casisdead - P.A.S.O.U (The Purist Remix) lyrics

Yea It's like I cast a spell on the bits of hard I sell Got cats running back so that's why my crack ain't hard to sell And it ain't hard to tell why they wanna throw my a** in jail Lock me in my cell on basic with no chance of bail No chance in hell See I'm too smart to fail I like to ride 'round with white cause You don't have to mask the smell I work by myself I never ask for help If I need a second opinion Well I just ask the scales To get you f**ed To get you lean To get you on that methylene deoxy meth amphetamine And that ketamine In the kitchen I'm mean Could get a Michelin star for my cuisine There's no escaping its plain to see Yeah your soul belongs to me As soon as you hit the B Uhh dirty fiend is what you'll be I got what you need Duh brown or white the coke or speed I guarantee uhh one sniff & your nose'll bleed I dont usually deal with weed But we got a crop in Surrey Quays In about a week we're gunna harvest like 30 keys Blueberry cheese So you know we ain't low on P's I guess my mummsy was wrong then Money does grow on trees f** the police I got WPC's saying "f** me please" Blowing up my line tryna buy a couple of E's Got their minds in custody but that's just customary I use the substances to get 'em trusting me Then their soul succumbs to me I got no sense of decency Yeah I sell these from E16 to Regent Street With persistent frequency And you know it ain't just recently The fiends won't leave me be Until their vis-à-vis with PCP I should keep a piece with me Cause nuff man want a piece of me The reason being I'm making cheese like Reese would be This game seasoned me But there's still so much I need to see So much that needs to be achieved to be where I need to be Head chef I'm Gordon Ramsay Hands full with pots & pans Make grands off grams yeah that's the plan see Buy my bird something fancy Got her dressed in the newest styles Louis' from Bloomingdales Good thing I'm good on the stove I'm Heston Blumenthal f** that Nigella Lawson Serving up them big portions But I told you c*nts before "My coke price is extortion!" Soon as I put out the word It's like a f**ing auction Sold to the highest bidder I got hard stuff & I got sniff Cut more keys than a locksmith From Hoxton up to Toxteth Lock stock I stock the lot From Tottenham where I got shift But them cases would not stick B2 took the heat for me too That's my n***a I ain't forgot sh** Get it in like David Silva Got bricks like Bob The Builder Trappin' for 4 days straight I'm on it like white on tilda Free parcel sealed up It keeps my gla** all filled up A cla**, it keeps me pilled up Mad heads, I keep 'em pilled up Yeah that's right I keep 'em pilled up Yeah that's right I keep 'em pilled up f** off