Letras:
Far From Finished The Bastard S Way

opinion on the faults of my life You can talk all you want but I won't hear a word you say I'm an unforgiving prick and I'm just living the bastard's way

your opinion on the faults of my life You can talk all you want but I won't hear a word you say I'm an unforgiving prick and I'm just living the bastard's way

aint finished yet, I aint finished yet bitches love me, houston like spinach dip (?) get it I got that cold flow, Winnepeg this is work I am in a different World, Winnefred Tulisa all black Caprices, (?) so far

Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jazz [