Oh it was mad Warm up was mad I just wanna do some illegal sh** 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 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 trying to get paid last year I paid 72 for one box of haze When I look back that's way to 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 a seat, box in a bin bag wrapped up left in a likkle 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 Word about, doors just come off Word about, dogs get wrote off Word about, you can't stare down the barrel of the John Gotti if it's already sawn-off Budubap, head-shots are clean Budubap, most victims scream But most mans don't look where they're shootin' That's why there's bare evidence of the 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 seen the pictures, I seen the comments Seen 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 back into that mode The lick off ya 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 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 remember lick one down 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 You remember the party on [?] When, come man let the shots off 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 freemason This one's not for the kids Not for the MOBOs, not for the BRITs Not for the radio, not for the TV 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 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 f** off Bugzy Malone Nutten's friendly right now You get me Hang tight my f**in' brother JB Watch out for the EP 0161