Lyrics:
one out for self, not only in L.A., but it's jumping off worldwide
From L.A. to Belfast to genocide at "wayside"
And if killing my brother means
send you to Hell fast
The cream build, you buried in Belfast
Yeah
Top of the morning to ya
Smokin' on that chill shit
Some Irish Rap for ya
Belfast, Ireland, Smoke up
Don’t give a fuck I’m never giving up
I may
he's joining the army
You'll be sent out to Belfast for term after term
Oh no said the young man you misunderstand me
I'm away into Sheffield, I'm
swój styl
Podziemnie puszczam w miasto syf
Tu każdy wers płonie jak przed laty Belfast
Czterdziestu rozbójników wszyscy równi nie ma herszta
Mój rap nie
ice sculpture might
once have been a stream. but i retain my apprehension
as the picket lines in belfast throw pipebombs at their
children in
around the docklands of Belfast
Amidst the hate, the guns and blast
Could I have found the force to help, betray a friend
Think my own way to the end
If I
be coming from New York and Glasgow
London and Toronto, Belfast and Ballymun
What can I say a invasion's underway
To the land of the rising sun
Number
around the docklands of Belfast
Amidst the hate, the guns and blast
Could I have found the force to help, betray a friend
Think my own way to the end
If I
get in Dear Old Blighty
was working on the railway between Selby and Leeds.
So led by ferry to Belfast, where I had cause to think:
they wanted none
In a neat little town they call Belfast
An apprentice to trade I was bound
And many the hours sweet happiness
I spent in that neat little town
'Til
around the docklands of Belfast
Amidst the hate, the guns and blast
Could I have found the force to help, betray a friend
Think my own way to the end
If I
on comprend pas tout
Pourquoi des gros dégueulasses font du mal partout
Pourquoi les enfants de Belfast et de tous les ghettos
Quand y balancent un caillasse,
fast
Your cream build, you buried in Belfast
Ayo Panik! pass me the gin!
'cuz ain't too much muthafuckers
Rockin with Vin! Stomp him with tims
'cuz I
to hell fast
Your cream build, you buried in Belfast
Ayo Panik! pass me the gin!
'cuz ain't too much muthafuckers
Rockin with Vin! Stomp him with tims
'cuz
se en död medborgare
Var han röd kan han gärna ha det
Han dog i all hast i Hanoi eller Belfast
Och nu står han i aftonbladet
Men vi dansar väl på och
on the button
They've got control and won't let it be forgotten
The truth of their reality is at the wrong end of a gun
The proof of that is Belfast and that's no
Belfast
Die Welt gehört dir wenn du Geld hast
Die Mutter meines Sohnes sie hieß Donda
Seit ihrem Tod ist sein Benehmen ziemlich sonderbar
Familie ist
of Europe! 500 million burning hearts! United States of Europe!
Gibraltar to Spitsbergen, Cayenne to Crimea. Σάμος to Belfast, Madeira to Hungaria: You’re
dass er dich von innen zerreißt
Marteria, Belfast-Schal, Simple Minds, yeah
Mir egal, wie hoch sie noch bauen
Mir egal, wie hoch sie noch bauen
Holy wars, Insane crusaders
Killing in the name of god
Ayatollahs with machine guns
Iran, Iraq must drown in blood
Beirut, Belfast, Sikhs and Hindus
Si j'avais grandi dans les docklands de Belfast
Soldat d'une foi, d'une caste
Aurais-je eu la force envers et contre les miens
De trahir, tendre une
In a neat little town they called Belfast
Apprentice to trade I was bound
And many an hour sweet happiness
Have I spent in that neat little town
Hooker
Crossed with Dudamel
Roll over Black Mamba
Tell Nipsey the news
They're canceling Van Morrison
No more Belfast Blues
One hand on the wheel
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