Through The Night Lyrics - Bugzy Malone

Y'all 

(With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through) 

What's this? 

It's looking like war 

Looking like beef 

Tell them I'm lurking nigga don't sleep 

I'll ride into your village on horseback 

5000 soldiers in my fleet 

But it's looking like war 

Looking like beef 

And they've had nothing but invisible beef 

They can bring Zeus 'cause I'm like Ares 

I'm a warlord but I've never been Greek 

Now it's looking like war 

Looking like beef 

Looking like you coming up against me 

Looking like Bugzy Malone's top three 

And certain man are getting too old to compete 

Certain man are getting too old for this grime ting now 

Man are way too old for these beats 

When the album dropped everybody stop listening 

To his album after one week 

Now you're looking confused, looking at me 

You sing now but you didn't sing last week 

Oh you want to make a track for the galdem 

Because the galdem love beauty and the beast 

This one's a robbery with no Bally and gloves 

Man know I got a bare-faced cheek 

I'm not from London but when I go London 

Man know I got an army behind me 

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With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

With a little bit of love 

They might make it through the night 

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What did he want to do next 

This one's simple it's nottin' complex 

Man don't start showing me some respect 

Then I'm gonna start putting guillotines on necks 

It's not that deep it's not the Loch ness 

But I'll start taking shots like George Best 

Man try cookin' up something for me 

When I'm Gordon Ramsay and they're just the chef 

Gogglebox, everybody looking at me 

MC's blinking like it can't be 

How can a guy from out of town 

Come to town and fuck up the whole grime scene? 

How much money does he make per show? 

And how much did he make from the EP? 

Wait, and all that from his own label 

Man must have way more money than me (damn right!) 

How did he get that car? (Life!) 

How did he come so far? (Life!) 

How did he go from selling drugs signing on 

To becomin' a star? (Oh Life!) 

I'm like Leonardo Dicaprio, forget about trophies 

I just wanna know, have you ever counted 

£500, 000 out in £20 notes? No? 

'Cause I've never been standard 

You can get lost out here, get stranded 

Anybody coming to the North tryna fuck with the King 

On a boat or ship and get anchored 

All hands on deck 'cause I don't take kindly to idle threats 

These MCs are some overnight MCs 

And that's why they want me dead 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

With a little bit of love 

They might make it through the night 

More money more life, more, more money more life 

More money more life, more, more money more life 

More money more life, more, more money more life 

More money more life, I don't fuck with none of these guys 

It's groggy season, Ruckas after Ruckas 

Most of these MCs are just muppets 

Dem man say I'm lucky 

Like said he don't know bar for bar that I'm mucky 

I'll make a dark-skinned MC crumble 

Just like a double chocolate chip cookie 

I'm King Kong 

I'll make a light-skinned MC sound like a new born puppy 

They can team up, they can round the whole scene up 

It's not going to make a difference on G-Dot 

Dem man are pissed off 'cause they've got shows 

But right now they're performing for peanuts 

What kind of MC looks at the DJ 

Reaches out for the decks to get wheel-ups 

You're not an MC you're just a copycat it won't last 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

With a little bit of luck 

They might make it through the night 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

Ta na ne, ta na ne, ta na, ta na ne te boy 

With a little bit of love 

They might make it through the night