Bagz boy Création

[intro Spoken word over melody] Scene 1: The Beginning (in London street slang) [Dramatic music kicks in. Scientific vibes, proper intense. A deep voice narrates] [verse 1 Low, rhythmic delivery- MALE] "1940, yeah? War bangin’ all over. France went full mad ting – tried some next-level experiment. They wanted a super-soldier to flip history on its head. And bruv... they called him Baguette." [verse 2 bass leading the beat] 🎵 Scene 2: The Lab Welcome to the Big, secret lab – all high-tech and gassed-up. Right in the middle, a glass tube, proper futuristic, full of golden liquid bubbling away. Inside? Baggy, still cookin’. Wires plugged into him everywhere. Scientists in long white coats are running about, jotting stuff down like maniacs. Soldiers are standing there, bare serious, while a chef in full kit holds a rolling pin like it’s Excalibur.) [verse 3 Stop the scratch] General: "Oi, Doc! He ready yet? Frontline needs him NOW, fam!" Head Scientist: "Chill, General. Baggy's a masterpiece, ya get me? But the ting is... man’s got a wild personality. We ain't fully clocked him yet." Colonel (stern): "We ain’t got time for your science talk. He’s our last chance — get him out NOW!" (The scientists look proper shook. They know it ain't the right time, but hey — orders are orders. They crack on. Machines start goin’ ham. The liquid drains slowly, golden drips sliding down the glass. Close-up on Baggy’s face — eyes snap open. Creepy music builds up.) Baggy (grinning wicked): "Bruv, who’s ready for some heat?" [outro Scratch coming back]