Politicksis
Aye, check it out
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right?
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
I came from the land where everything from the common cold
Straight to cancer can be treated with a flat 7-Up as the answer
Wooden spoon clasped in the hands of the master
The mother and the priest, not the pastor
Not that it matters, they been all put out to pasture
The good and the bad and the bastards
Couldn't have come faster, good riddance
Hope the red man gives you hell, how'd you outdo his biddings?
But God save the children, no kiddin' (No kiddin')
But shout out to the rapists and the rulers and the racists
You can catch a size eight to the face
Nine lives, hope your tenth's curb-stomped
Eleven's choked throat deep on the lace
Twelve teeth on my wrist like some new tooth bracelet
Misinformation's been rife in my city so we erect the murals
Let art paint the heart of the gritty of mouth
Still scream "Up Da Ra!" when we never set foot out the South
But I'd still smack the Queen in the mouth
'Cause I don't know what I want and I'm willin' to die to get it
That's the type of mentality that needs to be vetted
I think the glamour just distracts from the message
You're all enjoyin' the picture, I'm busy writin' the credits (Yeah)
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
'Cause I work nine-to-five, spend my wage in the bookies
'Cause if I can't afford a home, I'll just afford to be lucky
And if I can't afford to eat, I'll just afford to be hungry
Most weeks, I can't afford the cost it is to have money
Sip coddle 'til I'm waddlin' out the door at Christmas
Suspicious the cuts keep leadin' to evictions
But the same seats sittin' in the Dáil tryna' fix it
That's just Politicksis, don't let me talk too long
I'll land my name on a hit list (Yeah)
(Yeah, hey Luka, what you sayin'?)
Same city, raised different
Used to run up your estate with the same way of thinkin'
Shit changed, with age it came wisdom
Poppin' champagne out the back lane, drinkin'
Hop the last train, tickets, no need to pay
Screamin' ACAB when the piggy's chase
Drag of a Winston, straight pack, snake up in the grass
Made him listen, "Play it safe" is what I used to say
The shit that separates us ain't distance, yeah
I'm from the place with the red face pigment
Where the blood bleed green, so the blood stain tinted
Creepin' in my ripped jeans, the young paint pictures
Bitch blushin' in the hoodie
'Cause the rain don't give in
And the sun set, see us swallow pain with the seepin' Guinness
Pray for my sis, keep the faith but I'm watchin'
Fifty Shades while I fidget your bae's digits
Catch another size eight, might do you like J. Simpson (OJ)
Shout outs to the Dublin huns
Caked up, in the make up with the (Baby bumps)
I give a fuck where you came from
In the cut with my day ones
Link up like a daisy chain
Blade one, fade, cup of Jameson (Yeah)
Public school pays, two youths, nicknamed "Scum"
Yeah it's funny that I ended up the same as 'em
(Yeah it's funny how I ended up the same as 'em)
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right?
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right?
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right?
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
I came from the land where everything from the common cold
Straight to cancer can be treated with a flat 7-Up as the answer
Wooden spoon clasped in the hands of the master
The mother and the priest, not the pastor
Not that it matters, they been all put out to pasture
The good and the bad and the bastards
Couldn't have come faster, good riddance
Hope the red man gives you hell, how'd you outdo his biddings?
But God save the children, no kiddin' (No kiddin')
But shout out to the rapists and the rulers and the racists
You can catch a size eight to the face
Nine lives, hope your tenth's curb-stomped
Eleven's choked throat deep on the lace
Twelve teeth on my wrist like some new tooth bracelet
Misinformation's been rife in my city so we erect the murals
Let art paint the heart of the gritty of mouth
Still scream "Up Da Ra!" when we never set foot out the South
But I'd still smack the Queen in the mouth
'Cause I don't know what I want and I'm willin' to die to get it
That's the type of mentality that needs to be vetted
I think the glamour just distracts from the message
You're all enjoyin' the picture, I'm busy writin' the credits (Yeah)
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
'Cause I work nine-to-five, spend my wage in the bookies
'Cause if I can't afford a home, I'll just afford to be lucky
And if I can't afford to eat, I'll just afford to be hungry
Most weeks, I can't afford the cost it is to have money
Sip coddle 'til I'm waddlin' out the door at Christmas
Suspicious the cuts keep leadin' to evictions
But the same seats sittin' in the Dáil tryna' fix it
That's just Politicksis, don't let me talk too long
I'll land my name on a hit list (Yeah)
(Yeah, hey Luka, what you sayin'?)
Same city, raised different
Used to run up your estate with the same way of thinkin'
Shit changed, with age it came wisdom
Poppin' champagne out the back lane, drinkin'
Hop the last train, tickets, no need to pay
Screamin' ACAB when the piggy's chase
Drag of a Winston, straight pack, snake up in the grass
Made him listen, "Play it safe" is what I used to say
The shit that separates us ain't distance, yeah
I'm from the place with the red face pigment
Where the blood bleed green, so the blood stain tinted
Creepin' in my ripped jeans, the young paint pictures
Bitch blushin' in the hoodie
'Cause the rain don't give in
And the sun set, see us swallow pain with the seepin' Guinness
Pray for my sis, keep the faith but I'm watchin'
Fifty Shades while I fidget your bae's digits
Catch another size eight, might do you like J. Simpson (OJ)
Shout outs to the Dublin huns
Caked up, in the make up with the (Baby bumps)
I give a fuck where you came from
In the cut with my day ones
Link up like a daisy chain
Blade one, fade, cup of Jameson (Yeah)
Public school pays, two youths, nicknamed "Scum"
Yeah it's funny that I ended up the same as 'em
(Yeah it's funny how I ended up the same as 'em)
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right?
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
I think I have to go now
'Cause nothing's gonna change right?
I'm dying in my home town
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
It's been this way my whole life
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