San Andreas Mentality Bugzy Malone

[Intro]
Bugzy Malone
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[Chorus]
And when I look back shit's changed
I remember sitting playing my computer games
San Andreas had me feeling I could rob a bank
And drag a man out of his car with my bare hands
Marijuana had me sitting on the clouds
So my perception was foggy
I'm not saying I was proud
To have a name in the bits
Before I ever spat a bar
I made the Ninja go sick, before I ever drove a car

[Verse]
Year nine, we had a nine
It wasn't mine
Fidz held up a shizzer and got time
A year down the line
I'm in a good position
The hood knows I'm a banger so I started getting high
And Fidz got out of jail
I looked him in his eye
And I could tell that wasn't my nigga, it made me wanna cry
He made me feel little
For him I woulda died
But from the day he dissed me I just wasn't on his side
So I tried to stop blazing and strengthen my mind
I just wished that Darkee woulda stayed on my side
Then come a stroke of luck
I'm sitting in the dock
My San Andreas mentality had fucked me up
And now they're tryna lock me up
My mummy left the courtroom crying so I'm looking at the man that brought me up
No we're not the same colour
I love him like a dad
And even though I diss him he's the only thing I had
So I just hope that he forgives me for the violence
I was in a bad place
Seen the devil a couple times
Starred death in the face
I remember sitting in that sweatbox, feeling out of place
While everybody's shouting, I was picturing my mum's face
Then we arrived at that jail
The atmosphere was different
Yeah I'd seen a police cell, but I'd never seen a prison
I was only seventeen, in a terrible position
And you wonder why, I've got a defensive mechanism
Listen, I don't condone any of my past
All I know is I was young and living fast
Four months down the line, I had the wing on smash
'Cause I put on a size, no sign of a moustache
And then they let me out
What a beautiful day
Cuh my future looked bright but the sky was grey
Hah, trust my mummy to be twenty minutes late
I've just been released, left hanging at the prison gates
And then they pulled up
My little sister jumped out
Mummy got emotional
We hugged for like five whole minutes
On the road home, I was feeling stone cold
'Cause I had a vendetta
I'm talking an unfinished business
I'm a road guy now
Hah, I'm certified
Done jail, represented, held down the bits
I never sold mine out
But I'm about to set the pace
And you could see it in my face I was alone guy now
Look, I hit the road, seventeen with a vision
Even though I'm still a teen, I'm like a man upon a mission
Told my Marjay I'm about to use my intuition
I told Darkee I'm about to try and make a million
It's a new day, and jail's just a thing of the past
Fidz was chilling with Darkee they was moving kinda fast
Darkee had the gold chopper, Fidz had the same design
And I was sitting in that bedroom thinking when am I getting mine
Then me and Fidz had an altercation and I swear he could see it in my face
I watched him run a mile, no one's taking my place
That's a vendetta settled now I'm in a better place
So I started hitting gym, and I was hitting those bags
Plus I'm moving like Tyson 'cause I wanted to be him
I was bobbin' and weavin', left couple man bleeding
But I lost determination when my coach ended up leaving
So I'm back on the streets
Eighteen with ten grand cash, four grafters
And these times I had a moustache
And I'm big now, and in my mind I'd completed the game
I had the car, the Superbike, the bracelet and the chain
But then I slowed down, how much money roll out
Couple nigga's sold out, I was moving slow, now
I'm sitting in my bedroom with the curtains closed just feeling depressed
I'd written 'Hip-Hop Heavy Metal' just to get shit off my chest