Cassandra Video (MV)

If ya coming with that attitude
Walking down the street in the rude
You're hustler babe, can't trust ya babe
Bag of loot sitting next to you
Got em' doin' what you want em' to
You're hustler babe, don't want ya flavour

Heart of glass
You took your sugar back to candy mountain
I was one of the only ones doing 9 to 5
To keep the trippin' soldiers ahead of the line
The cloud frowns looking down from the sky
Well poor old Mrs Cassandra spent the company dime
Oh Mrs Cassandra, a bona fide case
Call her Mrs example first words were a lie
Do you like Trans Ams or you a family man
It kind of doesn't matter she's ahead of the game
She left a ramshackle scam on the side of the street
She talked a fatty in the deli out of cold cut meat

Down in the soft shoe district
Ebley St centre of the world where the punks live
I was one of the only ones with 5 year kicks
And my brain on the table like some pick up sticks
We could be sipping milkshakes
And when the river runs dry faking handshakes
Please Mrs Cassandra, the frequency's blurred
Can you give me an answer?

Yeah you tried to play me
I ain't no xbox baby
Feeling all shady
But I don't mess with crazy
They got you hooked on fame
But when you be done baby
You'll fade away
What ya gonna say?

If ya coming with that attitude
Walking down the street in the rude
You're hustler babe, can't trust ya babe
Bag of loot sitting next to you
Got em' doin' what you want em' to
You're hustler babe, don't want ya flavour

Can't can't wait
What you gonna do
Can't can't wait
What ya tryna do
Won't find here
What you looking for
Made your play
Now I see your score
On your lips
What ya gone say
Play some one go your own way
Play some more
Imma goner...ohhhh