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Irish Goodbye Video (MV)




Performed By: The MC Type & Pen Pointz
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Jeffrey Tune




The MC Type & Pen Pointz - Irish Goodbye Lyrics
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My punchlines are like punching mimes
They don't speak to you, but they hit f*cking hard
Listen, this is for any rapper in Seattle
Anyone who's ever rapped about Seattle
Or seen the Space Needle
Anyone who never took me seriously
Signed, sealed and delivered with a
I'm one of the best in the game
Put respect on my name
Been doing this for decades
So you're blessed that I came
I'm here to test the nerves
Of the nerds and the lames
But when I bust y'all don't want it discussed
Like climate change
Frasier Crane on the mic
I be spitting the truth
Lil Dicky's shaking in his boots
I'm back in the booth
I rap about poop, cause I'm the shit
Biden's sending in half the troops
To defend what's out my lips
Don't doubt my pen
These strokes are lethal
Unlike what happens on the podium
To mitch McConnell
I'm a pissed off model citizen
Living in a bed of sin
Using booze like medicine
Rape the beat like sex with men
In prison or when they're dating women
Disrespecting 'em
On app based dates and feel rejected then
I'm disconnecting
Your head from neck bitch
Terrorize emcees on the beat
Call me Isis
I wanna shine homie, I'm gon' shine
Cause I got grind homie, I got grind
Ain't nobody got heart like me
Cardiac arrest on the beat
Best believe
I wanna shine homie, I'm gon' shine
Cause I got grind homie, I got grind
Ain't nobody got heart like me
Cardiac arrest on the beat
Let's get it
Come and go as I please
Cause I'm flowing with ease
Nancy Regan emcees
Get down on your knees
I never did this for cheese
So you Mickey Mouse rappers
Can stick to trapping
So phony it gets more laughs then
My comedy tracks
I'm bomb on the wax
Like Timothy McVeigh
Pulling up in his van
I'm huffing stuff in a can
To paint a picture so vivid
It will Elephant Man style
Melt your face to liquid
Tasted fame for a minute
Short lived like a midget
Who's life span was time lapse
Time is ticking
I've forgiven myself
For all these mistakes
And understand everything in life
Has it's time and place
My rhyming takes
Your mind to a higher place
I'll still rearrange your girl's guts
To spite her face
I can fall from grace
And still rise from the ashes
Y'all can kiss my ass
This is world class rappin'
I wanna shine homie, I'm gon' shine
Cause I got grind homie, I got grind
Ain't nobody got heart like me
Cardiac arrest on the beat
Best believe
I wanna shine homie, I'm gon' shine
Cause I got grind homie, I got grind
Ain't nobody got heart like me
Cardiac arrest on the beat
Let's get it
Irish Goodbye
Cause we always come back
Y'all f*cken need us
We don't f*cken need rap
Type and Pointz on the track
Y'all know what the truth is
You throw up hundred proof shit
We throwing up deuces
Irish Goodbye
Cause we always come back
Y'all f*cken need us
We don't f*cken need rap
Type and Pointz on the track
Y'all know what the truth is
You throw up hundred proof shit
We throwing up deuces
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My punchlines are like punching mimes
They don't speak to you, but they hit f*cking hard
Listen, this is for any rapper in Seattle
Anyone who's ever rapped about Seattle
Or seen the Space Needle
Anyone who never took me seriously
Signed, sealed and delivered with a
I'm one of the best in the game
Put respect on my name
Been doing this for decades
So you're blessed that I came
I'm here to test the nerves
Of the nerds and the lames
But when I bust y'all don't want it discussed
Like climate change
Frasier Crane on the mic
I be spitting the truth
Lil Dicky's shaking in his boots
I'm back in the booth
I rap about poop, cause I'm the shit
Biden's sending in half the troops
To defend what's out my lips
Don't doubt my pen
These strokes are lethal
Unlike what happens on the podium
To mitch McConnell
I'm a pissed off model citizen
Living in a bed of sin
Using booze like medicine
Rape the beat like sex with men
In prison or when they're dating women
Disrespecting 'em
On app based dates and feel rejected then
I'm disconnecting
Your head from neck bitch
Terrorize emcees on the beat
Call me Isis
I wanna shine homie, I'm gon' shine
Cause I got grind homie, I got grind
Ain't nobody got heart like me
Cardiac arrest on the beat
Best believe
I wanna shine homie, I'm gon' shine
Cause I got grind homie, I got grind
Ain't nobody got heart like me
Cardiac arrest on the beat
Let's get it
Come and go as I please
Cause I'm flowing with ease
Nancy Regan emcees
Get down on your knees
I never did this for cheese
So you Mickey Mouse rappers
Can stick to trapping
So phony it gets more laughs then
My comedy tracks
I'm bomb on the wax
Like Timothy McVeigh
Pulling up in his van
I'm huffing stuff in a can
To paint a picture so vivid
It will Elephant Man style
Melt your face to liquid
Tasted fame for a minute
Short lived like a midget
Who's life span was time lapse
Time is ticking
I've forgiven myself
For all these mistakes
And understand everything in life
Has it's time and place
My rhyming takes
Your mind to a higher place
I'll still rearrange your girl's guts
To spite her face
I can fall from grace
And still rise from the ashes
Y'all can kiss my ass
This is world class rappin'
I wanna shine homie, I'm gon' shine
Cause I got grind homie, I got grind
Ain't nobody got heart like me
Cardiac arrest on the beat
Best believe
I wanna shine homie, I'm gon' shine
Cause I got grind homie, I got grind
Ain't nobody got heart like me
Cardiac arrest on the beat
Let's get it
Irish Goodbye
Cause we always come back
Y'all f*cken need us
We don't f*cken need rap
Type and Pointz on the track
Y'all know what the truth is
You throw up hundred proof shit
We throwing up deuces
Irish Goodbye
Cause we always come back
Y'all f*cken need us
We don't f*cken need rap
Type and Pointz on the track
Y'all know what the truth is
You throw up hundred proof shit
We throwing up deuces
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Writer: Jeffrey Tune
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