Bugzy Malone - Salvador Lyrics

Yeah
It's Bugz
Listen
Yo, look

I've not got around to reading a Bible
Still I'm tryna leave them a worthy example
So I know I've gotta get married, it's vital
I was on one knee right under the Eiffel
Holding a diamond bigger than a blueberry
When I had a Blackberry, it was survival
That meant a flicky when anywhere I go
All 'cause a rival took shots at me with a rifle

Blood on the tips on my fingers
Done a Bruce Lee then I linked him
Bit off the end of a spliff then I lit that
I was on a carpet doing crunches tryna get me a six-pack
Dreams of me pushing his wig back
Nightmares of me getting 26 in crown court
Never been much of a shooter, but I'll still bang off
Ask them man that I kidnapped
No comment all the way through on an attempted M I didn't even do
If they'd have got my phone, then I wouldn't been here
'Cause I would've got released this time last year
And I can clearly remember
Saying to Webby that I want a short back and sides, a 'tache and a beard
Them man are airing my stripes
I told them put a line in my eyebrow, I'm a bad boy out here
Me, I'm just sketching, into my sketch book
I can forgive but I don't forget much
Let me just add an additional bit of perspective
We would eat fish fingers with no ketchup
Now we eat lobster, and I'm in a tracksuit
Sat in San Carlo, and I've got an AP like I've been Narcos
I've got a big business, these boxes at the cargo
You're looking at a mogul
I might sign me a younger that's spitting on drill
Teach him the business, and make him a star
Then build him up until I've made him a mil'
But don't get it twisted
Me, I've had opps but I've beat everyone of them 3 or 4 nil
I'm looking at houses for 3 or 4 mil'
Even though I got a castle in the middle of a field
I miss standing on the roadside with my hat pulled down low
So the cameras couldn't see me
I miss getting a bar on my pedal bike
They were the days where with shoeboxes full of money
I miss having beef with a rival gang and having 25 of the mandem with me
I miss getting along with my family
Way back in the day when we had that little red Mini
Looking like something out of the Italian job
If I was in the weed game, now that there's Cali and dog
I would've sold out selling in bags or in little green tops, they can never keep up
It's mental, how I'm like a PlayStation 5 and they're Nintendo
You might see my personality switch
But I've never dropped a crumb, I'm no Kevin Wendell
The way I'm speaking into the mic
Is like Salvador sketching in with the pencil
I get deja vu like Denzel
I've got a Bentley but I can get tekky with a rental
My God, that's what the waiter said when I got on one knee
Everybody clapping their hands 'cause a black guy getting engaged
You don't see, just grow up
And you're lucky if your dad bothers to show
Everybody wants to know you when you blow up
And it's a shame cah you reap what you sow and I already know this

Still I've not got round to reading a Bible
And I'm tryna leave them a worthy example
I know I've gotta get married, it's vital
I was on one knee right under the Eiffel
Holding a diamond bigger than a blueberry
When I had a Blackberry, it was survival
Meant a flicky when anywhere I go
All 'cause a rival took shots at me with a
F*ck off