Bugzy Malone: Fire in the Booth, Pt. 3

I built an empire and I've been ruthless with it

Imagine Will Smith without Jada Pinkett

I'm Dr Dre, I do science in my lab jacket

But love's just not scientific

And if I really am that prolific

And by prolific, I mean if I really am the asset

Boy, let me be specific

If I'm the one that's gonna drive a message home

Through dialogue or even through a poem

Let me know

Right place, wrong time, now I'm sitting on my own

The ego's like a dog, I must ah give the dog a bone

On a late-night motorway journey in my zone

I thought, "Hold up! Why don't I make 'em a cologne?"

Do they love me for my soul or the color of my skin?

It's funny when your goal is the reason for your sin

There's room at the table, but the ice is getting thin

And therefore no one's disagreeing with the king

Or it's "Off with their head! Off with their heads!"

See, it's never off with my head

I've already bled

People from the bottom are the people that I represent

There's only one king in the North and I'm thoroughbred

Comes with a pool and a sauna when you're killing

Listen to the lyrics that I keep in my distillery

Had to go deep to remind these other rappers

When you're fire in the booth, it's the most viewed

You have to do a trilogy

Sharp like the thinking of a therapist

CEO means that you don't need a ventriloquist

Rappers sign 80% to the majors

In case you've forgotten what a puppet is

I was sat with Jordan B. Peterson

We had a chat about some heavy psychology

He took a picture for the 'Gram and then he followed me

If David listened to Goliath

Could he too have grown into a giant?

Fuckin' Bugzy Malone!

I really love them, but I can't be their meal ticket

Imagine Bobby Brown if he didn't have a Whitney

I can't believe he sent his hitters out to come and get me

Had me paranoid, I'm dangerous when I'm nervous

Before the installation of the cameras

I was watching clowns like I'm looking through the curtains of a circus

But from the 61, there's always murders

So we keep the chair leaned all the way back on purpose

Why should I pull up and jump over hurdles?

The crib cost just under 3 and six zeros

The distance in between me and these rappers

Keeps growing because we sell trainers at Christmas

Death list at all times with me in the vehicle

Hollywood, I had a feeling I was a hero

I'm Robert De Niro

The spinning backfist in Operation Fortune's got me lookin' sub-zero

I was gonna be a robber like Hugh

I was gonna train hard, same time plan every slight move

Organized crime correlates with my IQ

You have to be clever in a criminal endeavor

By now I thought I'd be on my toes

Instead I'm on a boat out in Monaco

I saw McGregor on the dock, I had to say hello

Dons recognize dons, that's the way it goes

Flicky on the waistband, that's a way of life

When I joined the gang, didn't think I'd pay a price

You live with PTSD if you stay alive

You can see the souls of the fallen soldiers in my tired eyes

Choking, I couldn't cry though, my tears were frozen

Cold, so I greet my rivals with no emotion

Chose not to watch 'em die slow, I had to ghost

Please gimme couple explosions cah there's no more

Bailiffs at the back door

I just spent twenty thousand on the front door

I got real marble on the table

Now I'm making a fragrance, I'm gonna do the lid in rose gold

It's too late, now I treat the industry like a playground

B.Malone creps always blowing up my PayPal

The house of vision got me dreaming in the day now

M.E.N.'s a bone fide protein shake now

The bank contacts me more than my best friend did

Abandonment issues kick in when shit's ended

As a kid when I was kicked out, I was offended

As a young man I felt violent and tempted

To bang on my enemies until the clip's empty

Discipline now, I have selective memory

My lawyers are the best at breakin' 'em down gently

Envy the day I got my Supersport Bentley

Malice the day they heard I was gonna be Ernie

Cabbaged, I heard his sentence is gonna be 30

Lavish, is it a mansion? I couldn't be certain

I just know there's rabbits in the garden

Every day's a trip

Like I'm with a DMT shaman

I'm in the boardrooms, I know the business jargon

I've studied all the Roman generals, I'm built different

But Rome wasn't built in a day, I'm still chargin'

I always say "please", "thank you", "pardon"

I'm famous, but that don't mean that I have forgotten

I have to thank God, 'cause all I ever wanted

Was a swimming pool with my name written in the bottom

These rappers talk shit like we're on the same level

I'm the headmaster

Think of the lessons that I taught 'em

It's the Great British Dream when your land is like a meadow

I used to sleep on a spare bed in Higher Broughton

Fuckin' Bugzy Malone!

Do they recognize yet? I don't know

Do they recognize yet? I don't know, they might not

Look, so

White, black and brown in the ghetto that raised me

I used to wear Batman PJs as a baby

25, I bought the matte-black Lamborghini

Back when 210 was just an eighth of my savings

Now two hundred and ten's just a crate full of trainers

An ax under the bed, 50 on my calculator

You need crocodile teeth in a pool full of gators

We lived in a crop, but we didn't grow potatoes

I ran it like a shop, I had workers, wages

Bagging up, we'd watch gangster movies from the '80s

Paid in Full had me hustling for status

New Jack City had me living hella dangerous

I've gambled with my life, but I've never been to Vegas

I jumped out with an ax, but it never made the papers

The Great British Dream broken down into stages

Stage 1: make it, maintain it

Do they recognize yet? I don't know, they might not

Do they recognize yet? I don't know, they might not

Look

Do they recognize yet? I don't know, they might not

Listen

I put Manny on the map

This time we'll do Great Britain

Fuckin' Bugzy Malone!

The album's coming 2023