She Played With Time

Tweet tweet, they say that I'm the newest in talent Bugzy Malone is the next to blow They don't know that I've got a chemical imbalance Summit like Jekyll & Hyde Spent my teenage years battering guys Are you forgetting that Bugz is violent Make man skatter and hide Tweet Tweet, Sophie off Coronation Street Said she can't keep my song out of her head Imagine me like a minor celeb This time last year, finding my head Now I just can't keep girls out of my bed I used to run them down Now I gotta keep my phone on silent instead Tweet, fuck that I don't like updating Twitter But still nobodies moving quicker I've been writing bars for a year And they're already saying I'm the leading spitter I leave MC's feeling bitter And if you thought Swaggerman was a big CD the new ones even bigger Look, I'm off my head To the grime scene I'm like Shawn of The Dead My niggas looking on IPP If he get's locked up informer fi dead I don't care if your talking to feds Turn into the devil This time pull out a tool I keep under my bed Guaranteed man'll start losing their head I'm moving fast, hunger Make bare doe, thunder Yoo, I'm soz bro this phone is sending me under Yo, I can't really speak I'm, who's this? What do ya mean? Private number! You find that funny, maybe But money is time, pay me I get things done A.S.A.P And that's why I'm on grime, daily I got fans now, that rate me But other MC's hate me Cause they see this ting as a race If it was then I'd be running at Usain speed I've been shattering records, lately Have a look at the connect 4 countdown Then try telling me that I'm lazy I'm the joker but I'm no clown The new CD is out now I done it in three weeks, I swear down I'm the popular kid in my town But I'm not someone to be played with I've been rapping and spitting for ages But its never gonna be your time Cause nowadays Bugz is a hit with ladies The wickedest ting since garage and grime Sicker than Mike Tyson in his prime Your like Mike when he got sat on was crying And if I said I could fight with Tyson Then I'd be definitely lying Cause he don't care about tiger and uppercut He will come and put me on my backside I'll be laid out on a relaxed vibe But I'll definitely come back that night Holding a tool that you can't bite Turn into the devil This time pull out the tool that I keep in my boot Make everybody in the room see a bright white light Light up the road, cats eyes Make a ship sink, capsized You're one of those guys that might fight By the time you've made up your mind Get over here, woom ping Lights out, night night I'm just not one of them guys I'm not an MC this is real life Let me drop back in Bugzy Malone I gets it cracking I started this ting totally hard For the last four bars I've been totally slacking They wanna know, now they wanna know, never gonna happen I spit fire, call me a dragon And these days I'm switching alot Cause I know nuff man jump on a bandwagon And i'm constantly turfing them off Sonic Boom Good job I'm like Ricky The Hitman Hatton They wanna know, now they wanna know, never gonna work Cause this bad boys never been a jerk And welcome to the concrete jungle where MCs get kicked to the kerb I know set man are never gonna learn That I'm Bugzy Malone, you've had your chance It's my turn!