Serial Killer Bugzy Malone
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[Intro]
First one was Swagga Man
Then Why So Serious?
Last mixtape was Lost in Meanwhile City
Ya' know?
I'm about to do it again
You are now listening to the Journal of an Evil Lyrxo
My name's Bugzy Malone;
And this is my journal:
[Verse 1]
Somebody better tell my mother that I don't think I can stay undercover
'Cause I feel like a serial killer who's just being nice for the sake of a dollar
I just want more money than sense, so I don't care if I get silly when I come up
I had a feeling that I couldn't fly when I jumped, but I still took a run up
I had a dream I committed, jumped off the ledge, woke up and I was falling
I looked round my bedroom, realised that it was a dream and I fell asleep balling
'Cause I had to admit to myself that I've not got the balls so I gotta' keep moving
I feel like the Devil is troubling me right now and I can't stop listening
So then I looked for the lord, help me
All I could hear was laughter
Feels like the last two years of my life have turned out to be a disaster
Did you think I was walking to school in the cold just become a grafter?
There isn't a BAFTA for the roadside nigga that is the wickedest actor
So I keep it real
And there's a girl that I love, but I cannot commit to it
Little does she know, I feel like killing her dad in my head I can picture it
Blood where the family picture is, just one of them unsolved mysteries
And now she's crying into my shoulder asking 'whys my dad on the missing list?'
First one was Swagga Man
Then Why So Serious?
Last mixtape was Lost in Meanwhile City
Ya' know?
I'm about to do it again
You are now listening to the Journal of an Evil Lyrxo
My name's Bugzy Malone;
And this is my journal:
[Verse 1]
Somebody better tell my mother that I don't think I can stay undercover
'Cause I feel like a serial killer who's just being nice for the sake of a dollar
I just want more money than sense, so I don't care if I get silly when I come up
I had a feeling that I couldn't fly when I jumped, but I still took a run up
I had a dream I committed, jumped off the ledge, woke up and I was falling
I looked round my bedroom, realised that it was a dream and I fell asleep balling
'Cause I had to admit to myself that I've not got the balls so I gotta' keep moving
I feel like the Devil is troubling me right now and I can't stop listening
So then I looked for the lord, help me
All I could hear was laughter
Feels like the last two years of my life have turned out to be a disaster
Did you think I was walking to school in the cold just become a grafter?
There isn't a BAFTA for the roadside nigga that is the wickedest actor
So I keep it real
And there's a girl that I love, but I cannot commit to it
Little does she know, I feel like killing her dad in my head I can picture it
Blood where the family picture is, just one of them unsolved mysteries
And now she's crying into my shoulder asking 'whys my dad on the missing list?'
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