Make Or Break Bugzy Malone (Ft. Shola Ama)

[Verse 1: Bugzy Malone]
To be the best at what he do
He just kept kickin', and kickin', and kickin' until the bag wouldn't move
Until his shins were numb
He just kept powerin' through
He wants to look after his mum
Somethin' his dad couldn't do
He used to train out in the park
In the blistering cold
Until the roads went dark and the streetlight's gave you that orange glow
He would keep kickin' but he would get kicked back 'til he had a broken nose
It could've been boxing
It could've been wrestling
It could've been taekwondo
Didn't matter, he was there six days a week
Same gym bag, same trainers on his feet
Worked on the door so he could eat
Trained hard 'cause he didn't wanna taste defeat
But sometimes you have to lose and learn before you become the man to beat
And the night that his mum stood next to the cage to support him it was just clear to see
She kept payin' and payin' and payin' for sessions, and all of em paid off
Cause now when he kicks, he doesn't feel pain and he could take somebodies face off
He won in the second round, but by then his mum had just ruined her make-up
He made thirteen grand and dropped it all on his mother's table

[Hook: Sholan Ama & Bugzy Malone]
Life is only what you make of it
We're born alone and time begins to tick
I pray you, I pray you never let it break you
Hey, hey
Life is only what you make of it
We're born alone and time begins to tick
I pray you, I pray you never let it break you
Hey, hey