SeasaigĂ, tĂș ar do ghlĂșine they're doing it to ya constantly An individual is surely what ya want to be you're born to stand out Live your fantasy before they eat you up and spit you out and laugh at ye Fan socair, bĂ dĂograiseach is cloĂgh le do phlean mucker There'll be push backs but relax siocair, gur seo do thriailse Do shaol atĂĄ ann brother It's a philosophy
I prayed to the devil, let me be rich instead, he said âYou'll no longer be skint but you'll be sick in the head NĂ bheidh tĂș riamh sna srĂĄideanna ach agatsa, beidh fadhbanna You want this for nĂĄideanna sa bhreis when you're paid? â Yes!
âYou're a mad cunt Mo Charaâ
Sound! I'll be back for a fat loan tomorrow that's me never getting dressed Depressed and always para throwing tantrums in my mansion, am I embarrassed? Nah