Phonecall

[Intro: CASISDEAD]

(Dialling)

(Ringing)

Ah fuck

Hello?

Yeah, uh

Late nights

Bright city lights

S-Types, X-Types, couple bigger bikes

Police file's so big it's in gigabytes

We on edge and they on our heads, bigger hype

[Chorus: CASISDEAD & Kavinsky]

I'm giving you a nightcall, to tell you how I feel

And that's why niggas ain't living right

Feds out here on a sly, killing guys

I want to drive you through the night

Rest in peace

Down the hills

I live a life I could never have visualised

I'm getting money even though I know it isn't right

[Verse 1: CASISDEAD]

I started off with a bit of white

Back then things were more than a little tight

Gobshite, I was always in a little hype

Stolen SXi with no middle pipe

Me, Rage and Kyze, Reece and Cy

Picked up a bit of food, it was a decent size

But the trap house was a flipping sty

Maybe that's why the pigs kept sniffing by

I was handling boxes like a dyke

Had bars before I picked up a mic

Shifting weight with no excercise

Smuggling past customs and excise

Young and balling like Januzaj

Blunt with a gram of skunk and a gram of Thai

Where I'm from the drug dealers are glamorised

And if you die by the cannon, you're Canonised

[Chorus: CASISDEAD, Lovefoxxx & Kavinsky]

There's something inside you

Yeah, uh

It's hard to explain

It's kind of hard to explain

They're talking about you boy

Me?

But you're still the same

Yeah, uh

There's something inside you

Yeah

It's hard to explain

It's hard to explain

They're talking about you boy

They're talking about me?

But you're still the same

Yeah, uh

I'm giving you a nightcall, to tell you

Yeah

How I feel

Yeah I've got clientèle city-wide

And I shouldn't really drive cause I'm pretty high

I want to drive you through the night

Down the hills

Aside from the my brother living prison life

I see the pain in his eyes when I visit like

[Verse 2: CASISDEAD]

He was posted up like a street sign

Street crime got him looking at some peak time

Had the toast on the table like tea time

Cling film and the scale and the B line

All the time being watched by the one time

Took his time but it only took the one time

Strange cars on the block, parked outside

I really wish he would've clocked he was getting sniped

Feds documented everything that he supplied

Such a shame that this all had to coincide

With the news that is eating up my insides

I can't lie I cried

I'll probably never get the chance to sit with you on the outside

Look on the bright side

See you on the other side

And I can buy you a couple pints

I've got enough tales to last us a couple lives

Fucking right

[Chorus: Lovefoxxx]

There's something inside you

It's hard to explain

They're talking about you boy

But you're still the same

There's something inside you (There's something inside you)

It's hard to explain (It's hard to explain)

They're talking about you boy (They're talking about you boy)

But you're still the same

[Outro: Bikerboy Dell]

Yeah, obviously you know who it is, the boy Dell

West-end biker boy

But yeah my brudda, I'm just here causing man, waiting on this appeal and all that

It's 50/50 but hopefully it goes well, you know what I mean?

Apart from that, just bare shit, same old same old