Lyrics Sniper - Bugzy Malone

Sniper

Bang, bang, bang
Sniper, sniper, sniper
Sniper!
(Bugzy)
Sniper, sniper, sniper
Man are fucking with the wrong one
Tripping like the shoelaces are undone
Other than the nigga with the gold teeth
Tell me what’s really happening in London?
They looking at me like I’m the conundrum
They must think I am a lyrical gunman
'Cause I sit there looking down the scope of the sniper rifle
Hittin' man on the random
Alright now you got me on a tangent
And let me pray for the nigga’s I abandoned
Nobody from the north makes it
Everybody gets hit, I am the last man standing
And you take shots on me on a regular basis
But I’m on a Teflon don 'ting
I had a dream that the game was a house
I just kicked off the door, caught man on the landing
(BAH! BAH! BAH! BAH!)
No danger
I’ve got them shocked like I was pulling the trigger on a taser
I’ve took chase with man on the back of a superbike
You can go and ask Vader
Double clutching it like I was a racer
Felt like I went to sleep that night with my freedom
Woke up in a small cell with nothing but a TV and a blue Radox
Am I making an album, no it’s the third EP
And all I know is I got it in a cage chained up and its growling
If man thinks he’s on the ball, I’ll foul him
I am the wolf so I climb up to the top of the mountain and I just sit there
howling
No one’s fucking with the King of the North I go down in history
I stopped the scene from drowning
The Grime Minister, like the door said ten
And the street said Downing
Anybody with a Bugzy Malone diss track’s dry and just tryna get a little drink
from the fountain
They are pissed off 'cause I tell stories better than J. K Rowling
I’m the Don Gorgon, which means I’m the daddy out here
Man try and I’ll ground him
I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin' him down
I’m in the city and I’m getting about
I’ll run in Buckingham Palace and I’ll show man what the King of the North is
about
I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin' him down I’m in the city and I’m getting
about
I’ll run in Buckingham Palace
And I’ll show man that the King of the North is a sniper
I’ve been thinking
What’s the point in all this money, if you’ve not got anywhere to spend it?
I was walking around a Mercedes showroom asking 'em if I could lend it
I remember the BMW three series drop top, stood me at ten quid
Now I’m driving around in something that Bruce Wayne himself couldn’t contend
with (MAD)
Mad to the point that I’m not sure what I’m gonna do next
I get so many cameras pushed in my face
Right now I got an iPhone complex
I was reloading that much in one night you would’ve thought I was on decks
I got too much legal money it’s time to invest
I don’t praise none of these niggas above me
I think all these niggas are ugly
I heard your new CD is rusty
Now I know why they do not trust me
They know that I’m gonna take their fans
But they think that I wanna shake their hands
But I can’t be friends with a one trick pony that’s standing in sinkin' sand
Yo', when I shoot I don’t miss
I’ve been ticking off man off my list
We can have war
We can have beef
But you’ll end up in a boot of your own whip
Indirects, so many indirects it’s like he let off the MAC
Panicking!
And none of them shots have hit anything
When I let off my thing I’m bodying
I heard that you love your girlfriend
I hear that you trust your girlfriend
I know man that have loved your girlfriend
I know man that have touched your girlfriend
I don’t know if she told you everything
Ask her if she told you everything
I don’t know if she’s shown you everything
Carry on and I’ll tell them everything
I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin' him down
I’m in the city and I’m getting about
I’ll run in Buckingham Palace and I’ll show man what the King of the North is
about
I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin' him down I’m in the city and I’m getting
about
I’ll run in Buckingham Palace
And I’ll show man that the King of the North is a sniper