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Bugzy Malone

作词 : Bugzy Malone

作曲 : SoundToYourMind

5ive Music

Sound To Your Mind

Bugzy Malone, 2022

Listen, watch this

Climbed so high, I'm startin' to feel dizzy

CR7 on the pitch, I'm still tricky

Had a couple real niggas in the field with me

I didn't bring the steel with me, 'cause I'm a businessman now

When big top shotters started askin' for a handout

I knew I lost my old friends and I would have to stand down

Couple of my frenemies, I nearly had to bang-out

Man down, man down, and I could bring a gang out

Rule number one, be lowkey and never stand out

In Liverpool, I learned to bury money, that's a mad town

Eatin' porridge in my Dolce & Gabbana nightgown

Pictures in my iCloud and slits in my eyebrow

One from the barber, the other from some other shit

Damn, I hate to reminisce

Like when I used to listen to The Chronic back when I thought chronic had the remedy

Rule number two, protect your energy

And this is big business, I'm tryna build an empire

And this is really me, I'm tryna live and inspire

You won't get the message if I don't speak the language

When sometimes, I have to JDZ and spitfire

Growin' up, watchin' movie star like Denzel

Where I come from, it's not easy to do well

I'm in Mexico, shakin' hands with the cartel

I told them "I'm gangster too" and that "I started in hell"

Mum told me I should come home

Or nah, I'm still adaptin' to the timezone

She calls me "The Dodger" 'cause I'm in a league of my own

Skillful, listen to me, rhyme homes

Are they mad? Are they daft? Can they not do the math?

Rule three, if you fall off, make a comeback

I don't know if it is a pitbull or a Staff'

I just know I would send him in first to go and catch man in a bath

Are they mad? Are they daft? Can they not see the stats?

Rule four, go legit once you finished in the trap

And the road to a lie and a blag

In the 90s, there was money to be mad, but they're never comin' back

I'm not tryna to be boisterous

I'm in Dubai, in a top restaurant with Tabasco on my oysters

Had to take a vacation

The money's pointless if it can't switch the noise off

They lied 'bout me in a interview

But, it's okay, 'cause they've not really said it 'til they said it to your face

And them man are not man enough to put me in my place

So I just let them have their say

Uh, I'm so responsible

I was in the dock, lookin' at the chief constable

We all know time in a cell's non-refundable

I'm walkin' 'round the mall with a man holdin' my bags

And the sofa in Dior got me feelin' so comfortable

Levels to this shit, levels to this shit

I'm Cristiano, I started on the pitch

Like Marciano, I wear gloves

But we pedal everywhere

So I really had to break 'em in

One night in Salford, I had to iron a man out

And if you don't believe me, that's Kristy Korkovich

Jared, that's a Manchester soldier that should have lived

Damn, I hate to reminisce

Shit get messy when you're from the roads

A man killed his own baby, caught a sentence like a common cold

And now, they say that he's a schizophrenic

They forget, we wore a mask way before the pandemic

Rule number five, turn your pain into drive

Rule number six, only get into the mix

If they're tryin' to escape from the bottom and get rich

If they're tryna go back to jail, give them man a miss

Life's different when you're infamous

What does that mean?

It mean a lot when you came up servin' crack fiends

I've seen a lot, yeah, I came up around them bandits

If you've never seen a jail cell, you wouldn't understand it

Had to leave and it was envious

It's like Armageddon when you start off at the bottom and you're tryna get to Heaven

(5ive Music) Rule number seven, you should never settle

(Sound To Your Mind) Aim for the skies, or keep dancin' with devil