Late Night in the 0161 - Bugzy Malone

Oh, it was mad

Bournemouth was mad

Yeah

Yeah

Bugzy Malone

You know?

What’s 'dis?

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!

Fuck off

Bugzy Malone

Nutten’s friendly right now

You get me

Hang tight my fuckin' brother JB

Watch out for the EP