Born In Belfast

I was born in Belfast
In the late 80's my dad got outta jail
Married my mum and made baby's
We were briggle eatin olster fries
And baked tayties, steak and kidney pie
And glazed gravy I was a praised baby but
Saying that I haven't been praised lately
You know why cos' I was born in Belfast
Hear the shotgun shell blast and your souls goin' to hell fast
You tried to jump but you fell fast
I was born in Belfast, I was born in Belfast
Hear the shotgun shell blast and your souls goin' to hell fast
You tried to jump but you fell fast
I was born in Belfast, I was born in Belfast
Hear the shotgun shell blast
And your souls goin to hell fast
You tried to jump but you fell fast
Fuck surveillance the hell with a mask
Fuck commercial I don't sell to the mass
The alpha the omega I am the first and the last
Hard to verse in the past but now i got flows
I used to curse in the tracks but I've forgot those
And that's my version of events that is told and so it begins
I commence with the gold of flows late nights I'm up rolling cones
Tryna create the classics like the rolling stones
Im gettin tapped liked stolen phones
Feeling brittle all my bones have grown
Feeling little like I'm home alone
Blepped up in the zone
Spliff spliff after spliff
An reminisce from when they ripped up the show
I'm the best I'm like robin hood when clockin his bows
And for me to eat sexy bitch then ill be suckin her toes
And quite rightly night nighty
Are you ready for the beat box ya rock steady
Ya not ready for the lyrical flows that i hold
I'm a giant of old, trapped
Within a modern mode i go deeper than a
Leprechauns pot of gold
No one stops flows only stops shows and sharp foes
What lyrical bullets I got loads
I've gotta big King billy but my cock grows
And even when i was just a wee kid with a snot nose
Totally pubeless
I felt like I had something to prove coz no one knew us
But now I got rezzen makin the beats so no one sues us
I'm ready for my conquest I could write a metaphorical thrilogy like
George Lucas but if you wanted me to sign it over I could
Cover your face with mucus
Chewin up the open mic night like a John Hewitt
I've got strong music and all you have to do is replay the song
And I'll prove that its got a bomb in my tunic so nobody move
Or everybody's getting blown to fuck
Coz your known for snitchin like bitches are known to suck
And if i gotta bone to pick you can trust me the bones getting plucked
Phones gettin chuucked against walls
Getting beat to death like pussy getting beat against balls
I cause the vision like the shankill walls
I don't really give a flyin fuck who wants to get involved
I'm a problem your never gonna solve
I'm a problem your never gonna solve
I'll eat your live with sauce and fingers with vinegar and salt
Maybe i was different and born upon lightning bolts
Strike boards with a frightening force and every time
I perform its from ya night sign doors
I feel like fighting but no remorse
Like I'm getting attacked under siege while I'm holdin a forg
Deadly cold like tags on toes in the morn
And ill be on my means because I'm worth more than i can afford and
Its funny how the facts of historical battles breed new wars
Your politically deceived bent over backwards
Taking it on all fours your like a your like a bunch of
Wee dirty whores putting putting on 9 years like ya look 43 when ya 34
Ill be up the crack of a dawn up at early doors so
Night nighty are ya ready for the beat box of off steady ya not ready
I speak the truth like my late granny Betty I'm the manny Eddie
Ready for the smelly chicken dagla deli deep in my belly
Ya not ready ya know why? cos I was born in Belfast
Hear the shotgun shell blast