H.O.O.D Karaoke - Kneecap

To nagranie jest coverem H.O.O.D rozsławionym przez Kneecap

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 169 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: Am

Czas trwania: 02:53 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:08

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 2019
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Denis Horgan, James John O Dochartaigh, Liam Og O Hannaidh, Naoise Iarla O Caireallain

Cała zawartość na naszej stronie internetowej jest w całości odtwarzana przez naszych muzyków w studio. Nie używamy żadnych części oryginalnych nagrań i w żaden sposób nie korzystamy z technologii separacji stemów AI.

Tekst H.O.O.D

Here tell him
Who's the most violent person you know except Arlene
Oh that would be you kid
Focain caite amach arís
Barraíocht piontaí le barraíocht snaois
Equals a cocktail brave for unleashin' the beast
Oíche mhór amach fuinne at least
Troid eile
He's beatin' some fella
Tá an R.U.C. anseo anois for saoirse na Cilla
Fucked in to the back of the jeep
He falls asleep
He does it every week
Tiocfaidh ár lá
Get the Brits out lad
A one way ticket please
I've lost my bus pass
Isteach san offie
He's lookin' some tins man
Ag cailleadh focan foighde anois man
Keep 'er lit ta fuck or fuckin' fuck off
Jesus said on the cross
Two tins of Boost, twenty fegs and the fuck is still lost
Who's next, me miss
Son would you like a bag
For your shoppin' not your nose
I see your ankle tag
Fuck you curfew
Dislocated eyesocket
Overnight, cop shop with two grams in his pocket
Just his reputation now
He's known for being a rocket
In his dreams nine millimeters loaded
I'm a H Double O D
Low life scum that's what they say about me
'Cos I'm a H Double O D
Low life scum that's what they say about me
A dog with a job
What the fuck is that
When our poor Micky's just sittin' in the flat
Sippin' on his cans and smokin' rollies 'cos all the best jobs are taken by the dolies
Squidgy black, yeah craic and mo spliff achan lá
Beat the fash and the sesh
Get that note off my car
Ach anois, Hector's stash
Má tá pús san áit
Ach ar dtús, cúpla líne
Sula n-éiríonn seo aisteach
It's gonna be a blood bath
It's gonna be a blood bath
It's gonna be a blood bath
Throw a hook a jab and a boot
I sneak a quick toot then I fire another boot
For callin' me a fruit
For tryna take the loot
But Billy won't be botherin'
Botherin' anymore hoods
'Nois cúpla ceist
Do ya want it in your chest
Or your knees or your head
DJ Próvaí has the lead
You can beg, you can plead
You can tell us what we need
You can change your name
You can change your name but you're all the fuckin' same
I'm a H Double O D
Low life scum that's what they say about me
'Cos I'm a H Double O D
Low life scum that's what they say about me
I'm a H Double O D
Low life scum that's what they say about me
'Cos I'm a H Double O D
Low life scum that's what they say about me

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