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• AHMEHEAD

  Rope’s end, frayed Near to the wick Madhead from Ringsend going mad All chat, no broken bones with stones and sticks Not afraid of these pricks, tell ‘em stick it Mr Wickedness getting dicklicked in a slick whip Down bad, still standing pat Anyone comes around I’ve got the bat I’ve that isn’t that we…

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• DUBLIN SESSION ANTHEM 2025

  Dujjjjjz the noise when I hit ya, ya git ya Get that kit off like it doesn’t fit you Hit that like her ass was a lit joint someone passed me Even if you lock in an unblockable shoulder lock, I’m not tapping Won’t lose to a white belt ammy, I’m so jammy wrapping up…

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• Crushproof

  My mind is flooded right now doing the count We met a Russian about amounts, he was from Moscow He had a nice couch but there was mould in the corners, moss growing; On the telly a rank porno was playing, one of his goons was masturbating His boys wore black Dunnes leather jackets, Two…

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• RIM

  I’m going to lick your arse tonight Quick taxi home first for Spring cleaning Know it’s bound to be good if there’s mirrors on the ceiling Ask my Dad’s best of The Eagles CD Avoiding the PD, I don’t mean James Joyce James how everything that happens to me goes on the page I’m paying…

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• First and Last Voyage

  Each of us has ten packs Tucked in black socks Or shoved up asses No phonecalls, no black box recorder Use the code or you won’t get old Raptor style: one catches your eye, two attach from the side; you won’t even know Three types of hard blow Number one: you’re going on and on…

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