Sniper - Bugzy Malone

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