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letra de born in belfast - jun tzu

[intro]
belfast
i was born in belfast (belfast)
i was born in belfast (belfast)
i was born in belfast (belfast)
i was born in belfast (belfast)
i was born in belfast, in the late 80s
my da got out of jail, married my ma, and made babies
we were good eating ulster fries, and baked taties
steak and kidney pies in glazed gravy
i was a praised baby
but saying that i haven’t been praised lately
you know why?
cause

[hook]
i was born in belfast
hear the shotgun sh-ll blast
and your souls going to h-ll fast
you tried to jump but you fell fast
(i was born in belfast)
i was born in belfast
hear the shotgun sh-ll blast
and your souls going to h-ll fast
you tried to jump but you fell fast
(i was born in belfast)

[verse 1]
i was born in belfast
hear the shotgun sh-ll blast
and your souls going to h-ll fast
you tried to jump but you fell fast
f-ck surveillance, to h-ll with a mask
f-ck commercial, i don’t sell to the m-ss
the alpha the omega, i’m the first and the last
had to thirst in the past, but now i’ve got flows
i used to curse on the tracks but i forgot those
and that’s my version of events
that is told and so
it begins i commence with the golden flows
late nights i’m up rolling cones
trying to create the cl-ssics like the rolling stones
i’m getting tapped like stolen phones
feeling brittle though my bones have grown
feeling little like i’m home alone
left up in the zone
and blaze spliff after spliff and reminisce on when they ripped up the shows
i’m the best i’m like robin hood plucking this bow
all i need’s a wee s-xy b-tch and i’ll be sucking her toes
and quite rightly
now night nighty are you ready for the beatbox
get rocked steady
you’re 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 shots foes
what lyrical bullets i’ve got loads
i’ve got a big king belly where my ??? grows
even when i was just a wee kid with a snot nose
totally p-b-less
i felt like i had something to prove cause no one knew us
but now i got residence on the beat so no one sues us
i’m ready for my conquest
i could write a metaphorical trilogy like george lucas
but if you wanted me to sign it over? i would cover your face in mucus
chewing up the open mic nights like a john hewitt
i’ve got strong music
and all you have to do is replay the song to prove it
it’s not a bomb then lets shoot it
so n0body move or everybody’s getting blown to f-ck
cause you known for snitching like b-tches are known to suck
and if i’ve got a bone to pick you can trust me the bones getting plucked
phones getting chucked against walls
getting beat to death like p-ssy getting beat against b-lls
i cross divisions like the shank!ll and falls
and i don’t really give a flying f-ck who wants to get involved
i’m a problem you’re never going to solve
you’re never gonna solve
i’ll eat your liver with sauce and your fingers with vinegar and salts
maybe i was different and born upon lighting bolts
strike towards with a frighting force
and every time i perform it’s drunken nights and doors
i feel like fighting with no remorse
like i’m getting attacked
under siege while i’m holding the fort
i’m deadly cold like tags on toes in the morgue
i live beyond my means because i’m worth more than i can afford
and it’s funny how the facts of historical battles breed new wars
you’re politically deceived, bent over backwards
taking it on all fours
you’re like a bunch’a wee dirty wh0r-s
putting on 9 years like you look 43 when you’re 34s
i’ll be up at the crack of dawn, up at early doors
so night nighty are you ready for the beatbox
get rocked steady
you’re not ready
i speak the truth like my late granny ???
i’m a man yeti
ready for the smelly chicken tagliatelle
deep on my belly, you’re not ready!
you know why?
cause

[hook]
i was born in belfast
hear the shotgun sh-ll blast

- jun tzu

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