Driving down an endless road Takin' friends or moving alone Pleasure at the fairground on the way It's always friends that feel so good Let's make amends
call me Cass the hustla, or Cass the governa, Cast the muthafucka that gets cash from customers, Cass be puffin that smoke, call me Cass the muffler,
It Happened On August Eighth Nineteen Eighty Two Jeffrey Dropped His Pants With A Crowd In Full View The Police Arrested Him For Disorderly Conduct They
We've got good minds in bad health I think you know that All our friends like us more than we like ourselves Drinking in style like the laughing stock
Promenade --------- Lead me from tortured dreams Childhood themes of nights alone, Wipe away endless years, childhood tears as dry as stone. From seeds
Think you caught me on the downslide, downturn I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and
I want to inhale you like fresh air But slowly you spin a cocoon and disappear Let me open your seals and enter your garden Let me seek to find your well
Spread The Word, Culturally Mixed Up, No misconceptions, Rock with the Bad Man Panamanian Youth inna Chicago, Certified, well qualified fi Murda Massive
Rotting meat-a tasty midnight snack Freshly decomposed Slurping the slop that's still in the ass Proceeding to siphon the carnage A hose in my mouth now
First of all, it leaves a bad ache So I choose good, good things to think on There we were heaven sent Looks for lights anywhere Bleed out the deviled
If you never listen to the words You're gonna get what you deserve And did you ever think That you just might be wrong sometimes? I got a universe of
I want to see you exposed I want to hear the real truth lay your head into my hands let me know the real truth let your soul just talk to me what
I have seen ten roses bleed Seen new petals fall I have felt my soul tear I have felt nothing at all Watched what was vibrant Fade as shadows fall I
There is an attitude I'm guilty of Kept deeper, deeper, deeper I only let it out when people piss me off It's funny funny funny I can be, I can be what
I watched them murder and kill Plot against the destroyed will I watched a man ripped to shreds Stench of rot does not offend Create a theme, sell it
(blackmore/lord/simper/paice) (instrumental)
Oh, great intentions I've got the best of interventions But when the ads come I think about it now In my infliction Entrepreneurial conditions Take us
It's Just a misunderstanding It's just a little advice All the gods have blessed down on your face And then you curse their names How come you are so