Hotbox

[Intro: Bugzy Malone, Sox]

Chameleon recordings

Yo, hotbox business

Bugzy Malone

Birmingham to Manchester

Hold tight Sox

Invasion alert, yo

[Verse 1: Bugzy Malone]

I used to play Spyro on the PS1

Way before I ever wanted to be a don

Way before I ever seen a man with a gun

I used to fall asleep with a comedy on

It was live-o, I would chill on the block

Play football, yeah I was fucking it up

FIFA Street, listening to Roll Deep

Way before I’d ever put a man to sleep

The Nintendo, Street Fighter, had me thinking I had a big right

Thought I was ready for my very first fight

Little did I know I was way too light

So I got beat up, stabbed in my leg

Came home crying for the very last night

Cause' I swore down on my very own life

That when I’m older I will bury those guys

Jumped out of my window one Saturday night

All in black, holding a raggedy knife

Other kids was on some family vibe

And I’m like Oliver Twist and my family died

I was loco, plus I’m creeping

I seen them niggas that I didn’t like

These times riding a stolen bike

I’m about to show the roads it's time

[Verse 2: Sox]

Sit back after work and light your cheese

I got far in life cah’ I believed

I speak the truth, can’t lie to me

Last year I was signed to next man

By next year I’ll have next man signed to me

Don’t fuck up the bass when I’m trying to eat

I’ll put stuff on your plate if you’re nice to me

Started with a mic and a grimey beat

Now promoters are paying for my flights to Greece

Malibu on the beach with a slice of peach

I get the cake, go back to the estate

And check Jaykae and like yo would you like a piece?

Free all the mandem, I don’t like the police

Got sponsors sending me everything except socks that’s irony

Yo Bugzy ride the beat

[Verse 3: Bugzy Malone]

Different town, different planet, different realm

Me and Scorpion don’t compare, cause' I make Scorpion get over here

I’ll make Sub-Zero disappear cause' I’ll freeze him ‘til he goes crystal clear

Let me get one thing crystal clear, I am the wickedest ting round here

But you know, I’ll catch man when they’re home alone

I’m in the atmosphere like cologne

Nobody does this ting like Malone

I make a jet black boy turn yellow

Them man are liars, Pinocchio

I’m in first gear and I’m on one wheel

Let me hit second, I spit a sixteen from my lethal weapon

And that’s real, I’m like Angelina Jolie in Wanted

I bend a shot like Beckham

How can a human fight with a lion?

I'm coming like King from Tekken

I’ve been gone for time, I said into the devil I turn

That was like a split second, I make the sky turn red

And everybody in the building goes missing

[Verse 4: Sox]

I said Dr. Robotnik, I’m the boss

Mind your business, yeah my whole life's a job

Got bitches that I fuck like a dog

My own instincts told me to write a song

Light a bong cah’ I ain't touched mic for long

I wanna beat but it’s gotta be a grimey one

You should know about me, you should know about me

I’m grimey John, man already know what I’m on

Everybody knows where I’m from

Big inna the manor from when

Big inna the manor from long

But where have all these lot gone

I don’t fear an MC, not one

I’ve got a fan base these lot want

Oh what a damn shame he’s not Sox

Ding dong, holler at Hitman

He’ll hit man with a stick like a gong

Have man thinking he’s in Hong Kong

You think you’re sick but you’re wrong

You think you’re big and you’re strong

Man have already done shit you wish you was on

Don’t chat shit to me don

Scrap that bar that you write for me don

[Verse 5: Bugzy Malone]

I’m Bugzy Malone again

And I’m home again so I’m zoning in

I didn’t think I’d see microphone again

The booth thrown me out, lost in meanwhile city zoning out

But I was lonely then, I’m not lonely now

I got friends again, they wanna know me now

But the voice in my head says "Don’t trust anybody, are you insane?"

Who said that? "I’m in your brain, brain"

Some say I’ve got personal problems

Devilish thoughts like run in and rob them

But I don’t wanna rob them this time

"Have you gone out of your mind?" No

"Stop wasting time" why?

"Somebody must die, hurry up and run up inside, side, side"

Jesus, this voice in my heads contagious

And he’s loco and he’s dangerous

We’re on totally different pages

It's like I don’t wanna kill nobody

Taking the arms and legs off a body

I don’t remember this JD bag, blacked out gloves, sawn off shotty

[Verse 6: Sox]

You won’t find no better man

No better MC, no better plan

No better technique, no better bang

I hate gyal that move thirsty, go get a can

If you want me to take all of my things and leave, bitch go get a van

I take the piss cause' I know that I can

Nationwide so I get a grant

That girl’s batty looks overly wham

Bet she ain't living at home with her nan

See things clearer, man have got shows in Ibiza

I’ll leave here and go get a tan

Big boy zoot pre-rolled in my hand

Like MK I can't get higher than I already am

Like Slick don said yeah you know who I am

So many gyal wanna roll with my gang