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Peak #1,413
Peak in subgenre #753
Author
Loded
Rights
Loded
Uploaded
May 24, 2003
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
jus seeing the news an how berty is such a corrupt bastard, time 4 sum1 else to step in!
Lyrics
((chorus))
in my mind its the green de white and de gold
in his mind its the money de power and control
he sold his soul to de devil and de price was cheap
now i fight 2 keep berty from runnin de street
x2
((verse 1))
dis is it no holdin back im loaded goin straight at de system
hold all dem fuckers down now gather round an kick em an hit em
spit on em an diss cuz u lost my respect
how can u b proud 2 b irish wen ur on blairs dick
domestic terrorists runnin dis island of confusion
neglectin to protect us from dis plague of illusion
i pray for a future witout dis corruption an sin
they dont giv a fuck about me so i dont giv a fuck about dem
i doubt dem wil ever understand my wasted strain and energy
i tasted pain an misery if ur not wit me ur de enemy
u say u no wots best for me im not hearin wot ur teachin
jus like u dont see de shit im seein dats de reason
dat im preachin dis anti government song
to show these people my beliefs an really wots going on
dis battle cant b won shit im just another victim
but im gonna die screamin at de muderfuckin system
((chorus))
((verse 2))
fuck ya i gotta problem with berty aheren
money 2 burn as long as he earns he got no concern
4 de youth and dats the truth any pressure watch him buckle
trynna reach the people by posing 4 a picture in a puddle ?
berty please ur gonna hav 2 do better den dat
but u can never go back get my respect ur a rat
matter of fact i gotta plan and it doesnt include u
or any of those other muderfuckers dat u rule
well dis is my rule im gonna keep my irish pride
il take my punches in my stride u wont c me duck and hide
got de celtic cross on my arm til i die an go 2 heaven
while ur burnin in flames sippin wine wit de devil
u think ur special cuz u got de title of taoiseach
but ur a desease as a people u can never hav wot we got
ye talk get paid we work ye take
all day every day waitin 4 my back 2 break
((chorus))
((verse 3))
my money u rob de power u got all ur missin is de respect
not askin 4 lot? might as well be holdin a knife to my neck
in life and death i pray 2 god and i wait 4 de judgment
and first in line bet its our corrupt fuckin government
pain and sufferring a new day a new episode
more money in envelopes they feed 2 de media cause its edible
but its devils gold they forgot about de green and de white
i reach 4 de mic and teach macalese bout de fight
we go tru everyday in every shitty situation
but they stay away from limerick like a city wit infection
no protection from the government bunch o hipocrits runnin it
heres de sum of it we get rewarded wit punishment
im sick of all of it wit alcoholic politics
lies gettin polished so u actually swallow it
im ready to demolish it and tear down dis monopoly
now there aint no stoppin me raise de flag an follow me
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