Bugzy Malone – M.E.N III Lyrics

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It’s Bugzy Malone
Ayy, you see, as soon as I got to the hospital
The nurses told me I’m lucky to be alive
3 weeks later, I get a blood clot in my chest
The shit nearly killed me
And now I’m back
They don’t call me the King of the North for nothing
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[Verse 1]
Alright, so mummy used to sell herself
Drop couple rocks into a pipe and light it up
Think I didn’t come from hell?
My old bestie said my head’s gone, it must be mental health
But I’ve got killers in my family, in case you couldn’t tell
And I didn’t wanna see them niggas so I got it hella stealth
And when I saw those idiots I told them by myself that I don’t fear nobody
I still got opps that want me bodied, but them man are still living in a cell
And if I have to go back there, I swear I’m going in
I pray a lot these days in case I have to sin
I tell ’em ’till my mouth goes dry and I need a drink
I sleep well these days, I never miss a wink
And no I didn’t catch the virus, though there’s pain in my chest
A court case’s coming, fuck fame for a sec
I’m gonna have to stand and take judgement again
But I can look him in his eye, I have my baby to protect
Couple things I’ve never said out loud, I just been living with it
I’ve gotta speak out, though it’s fucking with my spirit
A school tie around my neck and hanging from the ceiling
He burst into the room, I was embarrassed when he see me
So I put it to my wrist and yeah, I slit it
Didn’t cut it deep though, I gotta say I shit it
And mummy was a nitty
But when I heard she turned one of her customers into my dad I gotta say I really nearly did it
But I told myself, I would never do anything silly
I told myself I would take it out on niggas that fuck with me
And that’s why I never lost
And that’s why I am a boss
And that’s why I was the first one to rep my city
I got fake friends talking like I don’t show intelligence
Like I didn’t demonstrate due diligence?
Man telling me about my residence, like I couldn’t give a green lie and leave no evidence
Ah, place in the Louis
Waves under the Doowie
Skeleton Cartier so I can see through it
See, there is levels to this British shit and me I’m top tier
Any talk of me not being a legend stops here
When the car pulled out, I knew that we was crashing
And at that point my life was meant to start flashing
I just blacked out, woke up on the concrete with feathers everywhere – the Moncler was ragged down
Me, I had it mapped out
Now I got the bleeding on the brain
The same shit that killed my cousin, yeah, I swear I miss Dane
Couple niggas turned out to be fake
But I’m too rich to argue these days, so I just give it space
On the hospital bed, the morphine had me trippin’
Gigglin’ at nothing, into reminiscin’
Crashed doin’ 70 without wearing a helmet
Believe in God or not, there’s no denying a blessing
I was on the wards, slowly healing
Layin’ on the bed and my chest was beating
The blood clot passed through my heart and into my lungs
And the pain was a deeper feeling
I shouted for the nurse
I could feel myself leaking with a face full of sweat
Could barely catch my breath
Even though I knew I was hanging by a thread
I told the nurse that there is no way I’m dying on this bed
Fuck that! (Ah)
Now I’m supposed to feel weak?
For some reason though I feel like a Wolverine
Like I smashed the side of the car up with my physique, and left a big boy dent in the concrete
They put me in the newspapers and magazines
You better recognise a legend when you catch a sneak peak
It’s not the first time I shed blood out on the street
But the way they taped it off, it was like a murder scene, ah

Fucking Bugzy Malone
The fucking resurrection

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