I just wanna do some illegal shit right now Me, I´m not really in the mix right now I heard my mans going on colder than cold Tell ´em I´m about and I´m in the bits right now He was on a Jet Li ting so I started training and I´m fit right now Chat shit get banged That means you can get banged out if you chat shit right now I was on a different wave last year I was on the road trying to get paid last year I paid seventy-two for one box of haze When I look back that´s way too dear I went straight into production wearing a full body suit like Breaking Bad Trimming for two whole weeks and I ate nothing but frozen pizza, it was mad Driving around with a box on the floor, just under the glove compartment
A box on a seat, box in a bin bag wrapped up left in a lickle back garden I was in a crop gaff so long when I hit road man told me I look like Tarzan I got a full face bally with eye holes When I wear that I just feel like a Spartan (Budubow) Doors just come off (Budubow) Dogs get wrote off (Budubow) You can´t stare down the barrel of the John Gotti if it´s already sawn-off (Budubap) Most victims scream (Budubap) Head-shots are clean But most mans don´t look where they´re shootin´ That´s why there´s bare evidence at the scene Look, I hear the whispers; I hear the shouts I see the angle, I hear the doubt But I´m the first Mancunian emcee to take the piss
What they talkin´ about? I see the pictures, seen the comments See a couple diss tracks floatin´ about And I swear down on my life I was gonna say somethin´ But I was too busy in my house Yo´, way too busy on my couch On the phone talking about my accounts I nearly spat out my mango Rubicon when I heard a hundred thousand pounds Did he forget that I´m Bugzy Malone? Did he forget I came up off the roads? I´m saying with a full face balaclava pulled down I´ll turn straight into a look Yo´, straight back into that mode The lick off ya´ head top mode ´Dem man represent the back garden Me, I´m way too big for a postcode
What can I tell ´em they don´t already know? They already knew about Bury New Road They already know about the 0161 And how I put Manchester on the globe Wait, let´s talk about the Walking Dead Why? Cause I watch that when I´m in bed Why? Cause it reminds me of when I was comin´ up And I would lick man over the head Yo´, I licked man down with a brick so bad once everybody said he was dead And I ran all the way back to Jacob´s mum´s cause I didn´t wanna go back to pen You remember the party on the Glen When, man come let shots off at the gaff: bap, bap, bap, bap, bap Everybody ran Brick dust in the air like a spray tan I had man jumpin´ about like Rayman
I wear my hat low like Raiden And I get so much radio play these days, man think I´m a freemason This one´s not for the kids Not for the MOBOs, not for the BRITs Not for the TV, not for the radio More time, this one´s just for the whip Now I got the Batmobile with gadgets on it 2.5 Quattro, S-tronic Now I need a bed like Wallace and Gromit So I can slide out of the window onto the bonnet Into the driver´s seat It´s the Night Rider, they can´t ride with me My man´s driving a clapped out Astra Tell my man not to try it with me My man got left stood with a face full of blood Tell man not to try it with me Them man got shook when I jumped out of the bus
Tell man not to try with me
Bu-da-blaw! Bu-da-blaw! Bugzy Malone Bu-da-blaw! Nothing friendly right now Bu-da-blaw! 0161