Check 1-2 - Irish Born Lyrics

Yeah
Top of the morning to ya
Smokin' on that chill shit
Some Irish Rap for ya
Belfast, Ireland, Smoke up
Don't give a f*ck I'm never giving up
I may be Irish but I'm out of luck
Don't worry about the past man keep your head up
Of course at times we all feel stuck
Don't give a f*ck I'm never giving up
I may be Irish but I'm out of luck
Don't worry about the past man keep your head up
Of course at times we all feel stuck
I'm always rolling up, your always acting tough
But I can call your bluff, I've been through rough
And everyones got problems, only way to stop it
To enjoy your life keep the music popping
No I'm never stopping, project keeps on dropping
Like another season
Keep you on your toes, make you feel surprised
It's mystery don't need a f*cking reason
Never people pleasing, get me how you see me
Making friends like Phoebe
In the smoke you will. never really see me
Always had respect you f*cking best believe it
Just because you want it doesn't mean you need it
Like a broken puzzle picking up the pieces
So were rolling up telling stories about how we started smoking
Contraptions out of plastic bottles that how started toking
Lee was so white lying on my back garden grass
These are funny moments f*cking with are past
Spliff used to f*ck me up when I finished class
Started off with orange bud, now I'm puffing on gas
Started off with just a page now I'm drawing in pads
Competition like I'm Ricky Bobby, if your not first your last
I'm using more ink that tattooist, bring the peace like buddhist
Some people think I can't do this, try betray me like Judas
Now your looking so foolish, don't take what I get, I pick and I choose it
I reel you in like i'm making a movie
Spray words on the beat got a mouth like an Uzi
Don't give a f*ck I'm never giving up
I may be Irish but I'm out of luck
Don't worry about the past man keep your head up
Of course at times we all feel stuck
Don't give a f*ck I'm never giving up
I may be Irish but I'm out of luck
Don't worry about the past man keep your head up
Of course at times we all feel stuck
So i keep on going no matter the weather is
Dropping these bombs on the beat like a terrorist
When it comes to wordplay yeah i'm the cleverest
Attitude cold, so cold like the Everest
When i spit on the mic I make it look effortless
I'm not pessimist, more of an optimist
Transform my whole flow like Optimus
Cause I'm in my prime, every is fine
Smoking on the fine, while i'm writing lines
This is my time, and up high i've climbed
And i'm never stopping, and if do be dropping
Then I keep on pushing through it
Always with the music I'm pursuing
And this shit is all I be doing
I'm Irish born and fluent
Don't give a f*ck I'm never giving up
I may be Irish but I'm out of luck
Don't worry about the past man keep your head up
Of course at times we all feel stuck
Don't give a f*ck I'm never giving up
I may be Irish but I'm out of luck
Don't worry about the past man keep your head up
Of course at times we all feel stuck