Go down Moses, oh Lord
Go down into Egypt, oh Lord
Tell ol' Pharoah, oh Lord
Free my people, oh Lord
Do you not get it lads? The Irish are the Blacks of Europe.
And Dubliners are the Blacks of Ireland.
And the northside Dubliners are the Blacks of Dublin
So say it once, say it loud
I'm black and I'm so f*ckin' proud
But here at home that ain't really allowed
When I was eight, me and Max was playing Jacks outside
Of a school where it's safe right?
Then some grown ass whites jumped out of their ride
And shouted "f*ck you niggers" like five times
First time I tried suicide I was only eleven years old
The bank took our home
And mom, she was really going through it
But no time, the white family was moving in soon and
I remember the Super Nintendo controller
Throwing it over the door frame, hoping it holds
But the thought that stopped me was ironic and silly
Thinking if I break this frame, yo she gon' kill me
To survive in the face of gentrification
She finessed our address for my education
And when I learned about this one island
Everything I heard was inspiring
Like people beating back the Black & Tans
And the Easter Sunday when it all began
St. Paddy drove the snakes from Ireland
But they ended up as the jakes in my land
So tell the homies I'm sorry got no time man
Skip the party, gotta be all about this rhymin'
It's a ton my people gonna wanna know like
How knock down a crown like a domino
Haunted by my own thoughts so I made friends with the ghosts
Funny they the only friends ain't ghosting me though
Put my whole self in the game, Hokey Pokey
But I know fruit the last thing to grow on a tree
Got a Devil in my ear, Angel in my pocket
Both telling me:
Stoppin' ain't a option
Revolution all I know how to do
They said:
Play on your harp, Hallelu'
Since 1619
We ain't seen what independence is
And I know failure so well
We finish each other's sentences
It's brilliant minds in my cypher
We got weed, each one a leader
So I'm getting my goals
After hitting the circle, like Fifa
Sing a song for Derry, yo
The cheese stands alone
Cuz even though I'm very broke
I'm coming for the throne
I'ma see it to the end
Like my name in the credits
Bring a black IRA to the States
That's my premise
Little David play on your harp, Hallelu'
Triz Nathaniel - The Commitments Lyrics
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Go down Moses, oh Lord
Go down into Egypt, oh Lord
Tell ol' Pharoah, oh Lord
Free my people, oh Lord
Do you not get it lads? The Irish are the Blacks of Europe.
And Dubliners are the Blacks of Ireland.
And the northside Dubliners are the Blacks of Dublin
So say it once, say it loud
I'm black and I'm so f*ckin' proud
But here at home that ain't really allowed
When I was eight, me and Max was playing Jacks outside
Of a school where it's safe right?
Then some grown ass whites jumped out of their ride
And shouted "f*ck you niggers" like five times
First time I tried suicide I was only eleven years old
The bank took our home
And mom, she was really going through it
But no time, the white family was moving in soon and
I remember the Super Nintendo controller
Throwing it over the door frame, hoping it holds
But the thought that stopped me was ironic and silly
Thinking if I break this frame, yo she gon' kill me
To survive in the face of gentrification
She finessed our address for my education
And when I learned about this one island
Everything I heard was inspiring
Like people beating back the Black & Tans
And the Easter Sunday when it all began
St. Paddy drove the snakes from Ireland
But they ended up as the jakes in my land
So tell the homies I'm sorry got no time man
Skip the party, gotta be all about this rhymin'
It's a ton my people gonna wanna know like
How knock down a crown like a domino
Haunted by my own thoughts so I made friends with the ghosts
Funny they the only friends ain't ghosting me though
Put my whole self in the game, Hokey Pokey
But I know fruit the last thing to grow on a tree
Got a Devil in my ear, Angel in my pocket
Both telling me:
Stoppin' ain't a option
Revolution all I know how to do
They said:
Play on your harp, Hallelu'
Since 1619
We ain't seen what independence is
And I know failure so well
We finish each other's sentences
It's brilliant minds in my cypher
We got weed, each one a leader
So I'm getting my goals
After hitting the circle, like Fifa
Sing a song for Derry, yo
The cheese stands alone
Cuz even though I'm very broke
I'm coming for the throne
I'ma see it to the end
Like my name in the credits
Bring a black IRA to the States
That's my premise
Little David play on your harp, Hallelu'
Go down into Egypt, oh Lord
Tell ol' Pharoah, oh Lord
Free my people, oh Lord
Do you not get it lads? The Irish are the Blacks of Europe.
And Dubliners are the Blacks of Ireland.
And the northside Dubliners are the Blacks of Dublin
So say it once, say it loud
I'm black and I'm so f*ckin' proud
But here at home that ain't really allowed
When I was eight, me and Max was playing Jacks outside
Of a school where it's safe right?
Then some grown ass whites jumped out of their ride
And shouted "f*ck you niggers" like five times
First time I tried suicide I was only eleven years old
The bank took our home
And mom, she was really going through it
But no time, the white family was moving in soon and
I remember the Super Nintendo controller
Throwing it over the door frame, hoping it holds
But the thought that stopped me was ironic and silly
Thinking if I break this frame, yo she gon' kill me
To survive in the face of gentrification
She finessed our address for my education
And when I learned about this one island
Everything I heard was inspiring
Like people beating back the Black & Tans
And the Easter Sunday when it all began
St. Paddy drove the snakes from Ireland
But they ended up as the jakes in my land
So tell the homies I'm sorry got no time man
Skip the party, gotta be all about this rhymin'
It's a ton my people gonna wanna know like
How knock down a crown like a domino
Haunted by my own thoughts so I made friends with the ghosts
Funny they the only friends ain't ghosting me though
Put my whole self in the game, Hokey Pokey
But I know fruit the last thing to grow on a tree
Got a Devil in my ear, Angel in my pocket
Both telling me:
Stoppin' ain't a option
Revolution all I know how to do
They said:
Play on your harp, Hallelu'
Since 1619
We ain't seen what independence is
And I know failure so well
We finish each other's sentences
It's brilliant minds in my cypher
We got weed, each one a leader
So I'm getting my goals
After hitting the circle, like Fifa
Sing a song for Derry, yo
The cheese stands alone
Cuz even though I'm very broke
I'm coming for the throne
I'ma see it to the end
Like my name in the credits
Bring a black IRA to the States
That's my premise
Little David play on your harp, Hallelu'
Writer: Benton Stephens
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