Separation cover
Separation cover

Separation Lyrics Meanings
by Bugzy Malone
feat. Maverick Sabre

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Separation Lyrics

Yo
Bugzy Malone
You know
I need you to picture this, I need you to picture this
(Sounds of the Sir)

Separation's mad, 'cause we don't even talk no more
You don't even cross my mind
Really that's sad 'cause 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 'cause now you're institutionalised

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 Separation's mad 'cause 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
When we'd go Milkshake, 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, 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
Separation's 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

Writer(s): Aaron Davies, Karl Joseph, Tyrone Jermaine Carter
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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