I just wanna do some illegal sh** right now Me I'm not really in the mix right now I heard my man's going on colder than cold Tell him 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 sh** get banged That means you can get banged out if you chat sh** right now I was on a different wave last year I was on the road tryna get paid last year I paid 72 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 2 whole weeks and I ate nutten but frozen pizza it was mad Driving around with a box on the floor Just under the glove compartment A box on the seat Box in a bin bag wrapped up left in a likkle back garden I was in a crop gaf so long when I hit road Man told me I look like Tarzan I've got a full face bally with eye holes When I wear that I just feel like a Spartan Bu-d-bow doors just come off Bu-d-bow dogs get wrote off Bu-d-bow you can't stare down the barrel of the John Gotti If it's already sawn off Bu-d-bap Headshots are clean Bu-d-bap Most victims scream But most man don't know where they're shooting 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 MC to take the piss What they talking about I seen the pictures I seen the comments Seen couple diss tracks floating about And I swear down on my life I was gonna say suen But I was way 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 £100,000 Do they forget that I'm Bugzy Malone Do they forget I came up off the roads I'm saying with a- I go straight back into a lowk Yo, straight back into that mode That lick off your head top mode Them 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 know 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? Cus I watch that when I'm in bed Why? Cus it reminds me of when I was coming up And I would lick man over the head Yo, I remember I lick man down so bad once Everybody said he was dead And I ran all the way back to Jacob's mum's Cus I didn't wanna go back to pen You remember the party on our (?) When man come let shots off at the gaf Bap bap bap bap bap everybody ran Brick dust in the air like a spray tan 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 free mason Yo, this ones not for the kids Not for the MoBos not for the Brits Not for the radio not for the TV Moretime this ones 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 & Gromit So I can slide out of the window Onto the bonnet, into the drivers 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 with me My man got left with a face full of blood Tell man not to try with me Them man got shook when I jumped out of the bush Tell man not to- f** Off Bugzy Malone, nuttin friendly right now