[Intro]
Shell Kartel
[Intro]
Yeah
That's INK
Ghosty
Shout out the BL@CKBOX
86 gang
Coolock,Finglas and Ballymun
Yeah
[Verse]
Crank that knife yeah man can't mend it
Stab him in the face with a shank and bend it
All of my gang got bad intentions
Hit him with a shiv man splash him drench him
Snap off the blade
Man grab that wap then mash up the place
See him in public gash up his face
Doin' up work in council flats
And its back to the bando countin' stacks
Got weed yeah uh box of the finest
Mans in the crop house just like Silas
Got that twitch and the mob I'm violent
Mans on road
Doin up mileage
A real bad man cuz I know them hitters
6 is here put O's on digits
Put that wap to his head and murk him
Boy better pray that the shit ain't workin
My gang there will grab that blaster
Run a man down
Turn a boy casper
Fuck your car my bikes are faster
Paid in full
Catch that bastard
All of my packs are wrapped in plastic
8-6 gang
Elastic band shit
My gang there put the mask in bandit
Your gang out here claiming killings
You ain't seen waps, you ain't done drillings
I know them saps they ain't no villains
Your man'll get dumped and slumped on the footpath
Open the door man'll see gun man
Ski masks on blacked out with pump back
Anything I say in my rhymes I done that
This is Dublin check the statistics
Man'll get dipped out here like biscuit
Man'll hear thunder man'll hear gun clap
Slap his bitch like a dirty scum bag
Ay Ay
All of their gang get purged
Man open fire when he go to church
Man'll get chopped in chef like beshoffs
Red dot, head shot - man'll let lead off
My gang yeah bring the knife with them
Watch free all my guys in the pen
Man got a dot and I'll send that in
Man got a dot and I'll send that in
Pick up the phone better ring your friends
This is dublin men got bombs
And we blow every one of them motherfuckers to bits
Better watch your mouth you fuckin' little prick
Man a get clapped in the pub when he drinkin' Guinness
All of my thugs are dreamin, blood spillin that a Dublin shiving
20 inches there cut him and chin him
All of your gang are posers and actors
If man had a knife man he hold that backwards
I'm INK yes and I'm old stock
Known out here on every block
Tell your gang get the coffins ready
Them boys they are soft like teddy
How many this and how many that
Are you taking the piss
How many rats are in your gang that vanished and ran
Like Madeleine McCann
None of your gang are hard or mean
And none of your boys are known in the schemes
Its clear to me why you hide your face
Cuz you dont want your ma to be disgraced
When she up in church, on Sunday
Is that your man Ink? yeah I know him
You want to know why, cuz I go in
Thought he was hard cuz he went to prison
Man got knocked outut and started twitchin
Aye Aye
[Outro: INK]
Brrrrrr
Dublin city
Coolock,Finglas, Ballymun
Yeah
INK
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