Ayy, Blinks
I told you about the chain already, it´s just heavy
Uh, okays
Alrights, Bugz

Look

I´m fuckin´ with Alizé Bleu again
And now my ego is tellin´ me it´s me against you again
I had a right-hand man and then I kinda lost two of them
Killers, knew a few of them
Uh, some incarcerated and some are sittin´ at home
Livin´ with ghosts
I could have got the Phantom but I wanted two doors ´cause I prefer solo
I knew a couple maniacs that put it in my hand and told me run up and shoot but I hit the goalposts
That´s on my mother´s, I´d be lyin´ if I told ´em that I didn´t come close

That´s the last time I ever called a jail cell home
I´m looking at a couple acres, three to be precise
Used to have to use my sleeve to get the claret off my knife
Trackies and some Nikes, runnin´ for my life
Cah you know it´s that time when you see them blue lights
Stumbling through nettles, stung head to toe
Fuck it, get a cold bath the minute I get home
Them times I had an older bitch livin´ on her own
And she taught me me how to build blue slims, flip mode
Taught me how to get high and let go of control
And that´s the same year Risky got killed
I didn´t know him that well but guns don´t respect no one and bullets leave holes

God rest his soul
Hollow tips will make a man´s body turn cold
Man are using man bags to carry their weed, but we wouldn´t bring a pouch unless there was a snub nose
We´re gettin´ lost in my younger days
That´s ´cause I´m fucking with that Alizé
And I´m a made man now but I was a recruit like Leonardo was to McConaughey
Fuck a psychiatrist, fuck therapy
That´s how we live when you come from skeleton city
When it gets dark I just bring them skeletons with me
And the bottles done like I´m Irish and it´s Guinness
Stood starin´ at the statue of ecstasy, I got it with a matte black finish

I had the 23´s imported from Germany, if you haven´t noticed the double R´s not spinnin´
Yeah, I thought I was the only one who´d look cold blacked out
But when the grim reaper walked up to my hospital bed and pulled off the covers, I was layin´ there grinnin´ (Woo)
It´s only a resurrection when a real one´s risen
Come a long way from her majesty´s prison and I like it better when the lyrics not written

Ayy
What you sayin, Blinkie, I can talk for a minute, yeah?
Okay
Let me just hold tight my mum on this one
Cah I´ve said some shit on this album, I hope it doesn´t upset you

You´re a real queen
And I remember you sittin´ in that interview room and the police was tellin´ me I was looking at attempted murder
And you hidden my phone in your bra, allegedly
I fucking love you forever, that´s a real queen
King of the North
The 61 ´til there´s no one left
Huh?
Only the real understand
The Resurrection
Constantly workin´ on my imperfections, it´s Bugzy Malone
Dun know, ah