lirik lagu young spencer - troubled one
blossoming past that impossible path (is ryt)
told you i’m not speaking to fast you’re just listening to low
to slow
c’mon
belfast
dublin
anywhere the f~ck you want matter of fact
what is happening
what the f~cks the craic
coming to you live
c’mon
belfast dublin pick of the draft authentically unapologetically picking me, not picking the past
picking teams off hand by hand
ticking dreams off plan by plan
(nah, couldn’t be? spence?)
i’ll tell you one thing this kids not daft
sell you one dream is gift of the gab
spencer, where you hiding at?, is the bt13 live or what?
bingo
spence fella’s bilingual, i’ll teach you luv how to tongue tie mе
alexa
shut up and play me
i don’t pay spotify, spotify pay me
always been a c~nt, don’t еven give a f~ck, i’m a g hun, all the fenians love
roll a g one, get moldered son
you couldn’t roll like me with a pack of raws
i wrap rings round c~nts & crack them jaws
coaching these rappers like ronaldinho
i don’t rap now unless i get the fee whole
not gonna lie, if i’m not getting high get them aff da f~ck luv you’re getting your hole
buck me, f~ck me, & suck my soul
ain’t got no love for not one of these c~nts
f~ck all these c~nts
never not too much to make one phone call and dump all these c~nts (shhhh)
f~ck all these c~nts
don’t call me bro, i’m on the phone with bro
i’m in his other shop bout his other shop
bout his other bror out forging the map
sunny beach, antalya, greece
new york, españa, anglais, milan
crack on in krakow
in amsterdam with a pack of smoke
ano all these roads like the back of my hand
back with a bang and i’m back in gods land
(he’s a f~cking eejit, talks all sorts of sh~te, he said he done that odyssey anol, don’t believe him)
did he walk on into the sse with his vest on, do his best song and leave?
i bombed on in kneecapped the scene and broke down the border like i’m captain of the sea
is he british? irish? if he’s on the map ? the only brit getting lit aff irish rap, in these irish eyes love a hun like at, f~ck young spencer the f~cking wee tw~t
tir gan teanga tir gan anam
be the last man standing anywhere they plant ‘em
whatever plans i had i had to park ‘em aff
i took my hard hat aff & put the hole in your roof
warn your man & all your men on route
this 6 in the morn out kicking at door in d~cking her before it good morning ya boot
(boot boot boot)
band 4 band we go bar 4 bar
i put the sash in at & when it comes to the chat i’m slashin at with all the cash attached, crash em cops smash out em opps, show speed to the fanum my chat
like i know i got the game on lock like kai cenat, plaque boy now all ni’d out
caught drip’n 4 the win outsidelockedn
with the baddest bunny in the play house
( like like like wha , like like like like like wha
like like like like like wha
la la la la la laaa, c’mon
dr becks on that f~cking beat
belfast back in at hot seat
(where else would we be c’mon now)
guess who’s back live & direct, o aye
(c’mon da f~ck now)
little old me p. r . o . d
(o aye o aye)
yo spence keep living at dream my son here i meant to say to ye
whatta ya at now en, ya still doing at music anol
here what’s at p . r . o . d
ya still getna turn, still doing the wee shows anol
what about them kneecap boys anol, whatta they like are they dead on
who’s is becky anol ya be knocking about with
never you f~cking mind)
coulda swore i was in quarantine way i been lockedn to the pin like an evil doc
swore i was in at gym way i rocked in & snapped em jaws like viva la croc
big news now ers a beef on a block
whos mans gon do what to the champ
ballied up slap a ballix aff ye
your a deceitful diseaseful evil wee rat
still not evil enough at that
f~ck at best in belfast chat, have ‘em cut em wrists if he’s penning at
be rare as a witch spell check ‘em raps if i get on at we skit on at
we make sh~t pop you’ll sh~t your pants
never lived no address where the best dwell at..
f~ck all at
belfast best kept secret son let the caption be i captivate em i decapitate em if he don’t agree
shank!ll baby aye a troubled one, down the river in the sea in the rubble son
is he real when he said free palestine
thou shall not f~ck with a c~nt that steals thou shall not die for a c~nt that fails to live like i
f~ck any c~nt bringing genocide then f~ck em c~nts wana k!ll your shine
f~ck what she’s at & f~ck what he’s at &
f~ck the taioscech i’m dublin tha map
storming in on my stormont grounds
i pull up to the party any balloon get popped
en the wee shorties panties drop
cream of the crop sip the stout
cash is king mon see what he’s about
i said to the queen just peace & pout
livna dream is ryt no doubt
(what’s the story spence fella?)
(yo is f~ckin ryt, free the palestine, salute to belfast, you shoulda knew better we don’t surrender, p. r. o. f~cking .d)
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