Bugzy Malone
Bronson (Official Lyrics)
They say that I'm the first
Doesn't mean that I'll be the last
Just means I put in the work
The mandem see me put in the graft
Now you do the maths

I had 30 way before music
Got a little 38 I've not used it
Tryna separate my soul from my body?
And when I heard that I was ready to lose it
But then I prayed to God
Because I swore down on my mum's life that I didn't wanna do this
But she keeps ringing and asking
I told her let's not go through this
Still I'm thinking where do we go from here
How did I go so clear
All of this in one year
I just wanna kick back and spend this money
But I'm still wearing a tracksuit
And I still roll with the shooters
This is no new shit
I was gonna clap back I didn't wanna go backwards
I don't wanna be remembered as an MC
Tryna be a Bruce Lee one of the masters
You can click HD and still not capture what I've captured
It was all madness
I was ready to wet man up I'm no baptist
They must think I'm a prick but I've never been a cactus
Ah well, I just see last year as practice
Now that I know the game
But nobody could predict the way the window just shattered

Man are looking to blast him
I've got shooters around me
It's like the wild wild west
And them man are like John Wayne
But they've never been actors
I'm hard like a bed with no mattress
That's why I had to think from a different perspective
So I tried to look through the eyes of the haters
And then I could understand
Now that I'm on demand
And worth close to a hunderd grand
They won't live to regret this
Fuck your domestics

Sat around talking about who the best is
I've got real life shooters around me
It's like the final scene in Scarface it's that hectic
We was meant to be family
Til the day you betrayed me
I was gonna let man run in through the front door
Til I heard that he had three babies
And then I prayed to God
Because I'll see him in hell if he keeps testing my patience

I don't need that on my conscience
And it all started over nonsense
And for what, a lack of correspondence
That means communication
We could've had a conversation
Now I'm living like Bronson
Incarcerated in my situation
See I hear my name when I switch the station
It's not just Manchester now I'm famous
I was gonna wild out bare face
But I can't now I've got status

I was in the papers
I was in the M.E.N and it was blatant
Seems like the whole thing came back to bite me
There's no way of saying this bit politely
I feel like quitting the game and making man's body turn icy

But I don't wanna talk no more
I don't wanna talk no more
I don't wanna talk no more
I don't wanna talk no more
Talk no more