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Yeah Bugzy Malone You know I need you to picture this, I need you to picture this (Sounds of the Sir) Separation's mad, cos we don't even talk no more you don't even cross my mind Really that's sad cos I was on the bedroom floor waiting for the PS3 pad I remember the smell, you was trying to make man blaze Them times I was way too young Nobody could tell, but deep down I was just following you like you was the one You remember the creps? 110s we used to call them, yours were the baddest on road Them days were the best, free as a bird pedalling from postcode to postcode Reaching speeds on a Mongoose Pro playing grime beats on a stolen phone I remember the Samsung D500 with the little speaker on it was cold 20 man deep, bare different emcee names, everybody had bars Do you remember the Toyota Corolla, bare different stolen cars Even the dog's nickname was Bullet, because it was leaving holes in necks And you got hench and had man feeling weak Samson with no dreads We don't talk no more but that's fine Please tell your mum I said hi Them days are gone and they're never gonna come back We're older now and that's life No disrespect, back then you was on top and it felt like you was the guy Separation's mad and time flies cos now you're institutionalised SongtexteI remember living crazy I remember we were ride or die Just one minute we were wavy Now separation's got me living like I remember living crazy I remember we were ride or die Just one minute we were wavy Now separation's got me living like It's mad how time can fly Separation's mad cos we don't even chill no more I don't even ring your line I was with you in the trap I couldn't believe my eyes when I seen your hustle and grind Back then you was wham, what are you about 6'2" You made man feel so small Back then the Nokia never stopped ringing it was like phone call after phone call 18 ounces in the holdall, to me it was full of dust I would watch you cook until it turned into a golf ball Then you'd break it up into little rocks and we'd hit the road until dawn Still don't know how we never got caught I thought we wore the balli to stay warm But when I look back you was just on form [?] that was the flex Over the road for chicken and chips And you had some of the waviest old school Nike jackets I'd ever seen in the bits You kept elastic bands on your wrist And you told me to keep stacks in thousands I remember the night that we kept counting and we must have stopped at about 26 And the time that we dug up the ting and you wanted me to let it bang and it jammed When I look back, the ting was rusty and it probably could have blown off man's hand We don't talk much now and it's strange I hope your mum's okay Separations mad and it's all change No disrespect but you're not the same I remember living crazy I remember we were ride or die Just one minute we were wavy Now separation's got me living like I remember living crazy I remember we were ride or die Just one minute we were wavy Now separation's got me living like It's mad how time can fly It's mad how time can fly It's mad how time can fly It's mad how time can fly Aus Songtexte Mania