Pagans - Bugzy Malone

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Bugzy Malone

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I don’t care if you can kickbox

You could be a big boy like Rick Ross

You could bring Joe Calzaghe or Jon Jones and I guarantee they’re taking a loss

I don’t really care if you’re a bad boy

Cause a bad boy never had no joy

I pull out a big boy sword like Troy

That’ll make a flick blade look like a small toy

I be on your Blackberry and your iPhone

I be on your Samsung and your Android

You’re twenty-nine, unemployed

And I’m just filling up banks like Lloyd

When I was on the roadside I was employed

Licking of shots in the clod, getting annoyed

Riding around in the April and May weather, but I’m not a pretty boy like Floyd

I don’t really care if you’ve got a degree

You’re not sick with the words like me

I came up from the bottom to the premier league

And got man of the match like Wayne Rooney

If I was French, then it would be

That I am Zidane, like Zinedine

But I’m not French, I’m from Manchester and I’m licking off head tops clean

Licking off head tops like Jet Li

I went through more green than a Christmas tree

I am not talking about Philadelphia when I say that I have boxes of cheese

And if you thought that I have one box then take thirty-six multiplied by three

I’m grime 2015

Forget the paigons, walk with me

I’m not down with the paigons, it’s on site with a paigon

I go to town on a paigon, I lose my mind on a paigon

Paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons

Everywhere I look, everywhere I look

I keep it moving, no I don’t stop no more

I got bare money and I don’t shot no more

And I’m coming from a world that’s got no law

So if we’ve got problems, lock your door

How are you and I friends if we don’t talk?

How are you a Viking if you’ve got no sword?

Somebody tell the paigons they’re not on top no more

Take off the fence, run through the garden, kick off the door

I’ve been in the building a minute, and I’ve left red stains all over the

laminate floor

Sub Zero from Mortal Kombat 4, will get left with a frozen corpse

Al Pacino couldn’t do this if he was Scarface and if the flake was raw

Like a red nose Pitbull with a locked jaw

Got one million views, I can get four

I got famous on YouTube;

now I’m on tour

I got too many new shoes that I’ve not wore

I remember thinking life’s not fair

Thinking that I wouldn’t go nowhere

Then I came from the bottom of the deep blue sea, crawled over the beach and

sat on a deck chair

I used to wear the same clothes all week;

now I’ve got too many clothes to wear

The King is old, and right now I’m like Will Smith in the Fresh Prince of

Bel-Air

There’s a lot of hype in the grime scene right now, it’s political like Tony

Blair

I don’t care, ask yourself, how can a weasel fight with a grizzly bear

I’m not down with the paigons, it’s on site with a paigon

I go to town on a paigon, I lose my mind on a paigon

Paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons

Everywhere I look, everywhere I look

Forget the paigons, so the real mandem can shine

Forget about the pop, forget about hip-hop, 2015 is Grime

Forget the paigons, cause being a paigon’s a crime

I told them once, let me tell them again, 2015 is Grime

Forget the pagans, so the real mandem can shine

Forget about the pop, forget about hip-hop, 2015 is Grime

Forget the paigons, cause being a paigon’s a crime

I told them once, let me tell them again, 2015 is Grime

I’m not down with the paigons, it’s on site with a paigon

I go to town on a paigon, I lose my mind on a paigon

Paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons

Everywhere I look, everywhere I look

I’m not down with the paigons, it’s on site with a paigon

I go to town on a paigon, I lose my mind on a paigon

Paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons

Everywhere I look, everywhere I look

I’m not down with the paigons, it’s on site with a paigon

I go to town on a paigon, I lose my mind on a paigon

Paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons, paigons

Everywhere I look, everywhere I look

Everywhere I look, everywhere I look

Everywhere I look, everywhere I look