[Intro]
Well, what's happenin?
This here wee rap song goes out to everyone from Belfast and the general area surrounding Belfast such as.. Antrim and Ballymena
(And Maghaberry as well, Maghaberry!)
Aye, all of you's, the whole lotta you's
Keep 'er fuckin' lit

[Verse 1]
Got lifted last night outside Lavery's (Did ye?)
One more offence and it's off to Maghaberry (Ballix)
Only thing I wanted was to do a bit'a dancin'
The bouncer knocked me back for wearing a Helly Hanson?! (Wha?!)
Sure you know what they say: God loves a chancer
Fuckin' let me in, I won't take no for an answer
The bouncer was ragin' and started a fight
The cops pulled up, so I ran like shite! (Run like shite!)
I went on the run, but I only got as far as Newry
I had to appear before a judge and a jury
The cops were at my door, askin' my Ma' questions
(We're here about your son, he's been done for possession)
"He's not my son, what're you on about?"
My Ma' said nothing 'cause she wasn't a tout (Fair play)
My wee brother has a tag on his ankle
He tried to do a robbery up on the Shankill
He burst through the door, wavin' a knife
"His head's lit fuckin' run for your life!"
They didn't give him time 'cause he's only a minor (Powerful)
He didn't want the cash, just a barrack of cider
The peelers had to chase him, but he couldn't care less
He bolted up the street and put his Nikes to the test
Only way they caught him is he ran out of breath
They gave him a beatin' and put him under arrest
Some bird came up to me, she looked really great
She goes, "Oh my god, will you meet my mate?"
See to be honest, the wee bird was stinkin'
Still stuck the lips on her without even thinkin'
I'm still with her today, I might make her my wife
Cause my ma' always said that a dog is for life
She's ragin' at me, I was only takin' the piss
I said somethin' to 'er that sounded like this:
"Here you wee tramp, lend us a tenner
I'll say what I want, regardless of gender"
She took it the wrong way, I didn't mean to offend 'er
I'm on the fifth day of a three day bender (Keep 'er lit)
See our Mark, he's the best at fades
Me and him embark on some escapades
Kicked out of school didn't have the best of grades
But now we're on top, so I rest my case
I haven't got a job, do I need one? Please
Sure my Da's been out of work since the RA done his knees
It wasn't his fault, they thought he was a dealer
"We'll put one in yer head if you rat to the peelers"
Now he lives the dream and his life is class
He gets paid for nothin' sure he's rollin' in cash
Full rate DLA's more than your annual salary
Now that's what I call a Belfast mentality
Fuck sake mate (Wha'?) sure Belfast is wank
Geordie Best was an alco', the Titanic got sank
The only thing we're known for is shootings and violence
I'm up every night to the sound of the sirens