Like a mugger she backs me up
My thunderous magnum with shaved off numbers
Don’t mean that ice cream you’re nomming on during Summer
Saved it just for you, trained so you won’t outrun or outdo me
Out to prove what I can make with a tool, food and some fools
Trains for exchanges, it’s less public
Taking trains from central Dublin to all over the country
Flooding it with drugs, I run rigged games so always raise on the river
Always on the take, get home with sage instead of sprayed haze say
Fucksake
Spreading my muck in places that’re lovely
Won’t be once I get them struggling, junkies needing money and quickly
Increase hundredfold in muggings and pensioner drubbings, youth sickly
I encompass the town’s circumference with drug surplus, surfeit
This place deserves it, it’s a sure fit, I’m due to be made a sir
Rich as Michael Smurfit, got a good hand but played it well too
Spent my time bent over holy wells, seeking elves in hidden dells
Delving further than that when I’m on my Dell
Calling forth aethyrs, descending through digital hell
Whole suffering realm to take in just plug in and sin, Hellraiser would blush
Pushing it like I was mushing huskies as brittle ice floes broke in our wake
Tomb rubbings the only way they’ll meet you now
No one de-ivies the graves of cowards, no grave goods for the powerless
Tomb robbers only ones to meet you now, all they get flowers and musk
Kickback whacks a shoulder back but the mack itself is often waxed
Never backs or jams like a jazz band spazzing out under a bandstand
Crowd don’t know what to do with 11/8
Park lawn drawn out evening sipping lemonade
Hoi polloi won’t ever understand what the demi-monde are handing out.
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