[Verse 1: Bugzy Malone]
When I was about ten
Ended up robbing all of my school friends
For the Pokemon cards, finger skateboards
Six years before I ever went pen
Five years before I got expelled
Four years before I got kicked out
Three years before I was a good student
Two years before I got missed out of Santa Claus
He didn't wanna bring me nuttin'
'Cause I was underprivileged
That means now I walk with a complex
And trust me I try my best to get rid of this
I want more money than you consider rich
I was on the roads and I didn't give a shit
'Cause I was taking phones and taking bikes
And I swear my niggas was killin' it
[Verse 2: Bugzy Malone]
Chillin' with D, blazing weed
Sat back watching reservoir dogs
Used to sell white and B for a boss
Until I licked off like twenty-five Oz
That's when I realised we was a gold mine
Was only eleven more z's in a box
And I was seventeen, fresh outta jail
Rollin' with a pedal bike and a dog
I p-p-p-paint pictures with words
And I paint them like Vincent Van Gogh
Still spending money from '08
And I've still not taken the bands off
Still got access to the sawn-off
Still got more brothers than Warner
Still on this music 'ting and I'm still in the gym
And I can still hold my corner
When I was about ten
Ended up robbing all of my school friends
For the Pokemon cards, finger skateboards
Six years before I ever went pen
Five years before I got expelled
Four years before I got kicked out
Three years before I was a good student
Two years before I got missed out of Santa Claus
He didn't wanna bring me nuttin'
'Cause I was underprivileged
That means now I walk with a complex
And trust me I try my best to get rid of this
I want more money than you consider rich
I was on the roads and I didn't give a shit
'Cause I was taking phones and taking bikes
And I swear my niggas was killin' it
[Verse 2: Bugzy Malone]
Chillin' with D, blazing weed
Sat back watching reservoir dogs
Used to sell white and B for a boss
Until I licked off like twenty-five Oz
That's when I realised we was a gold mine
Was only eleven more z's in a box
And I was seventeen, fresh outta jail
Rollin' with a pedal bike and a dog
I p-p-p-paint pictures with words
And I paint them like Vincent Van Gogh
Still spending money from '08
And I've still not taken the bands off
Still got access to the sawn-off
Still got more brothers than Warner
Still on this music 'ting and I'm still in the gym
And I can still hold my corner
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