Here, tell him
Who's the most violent person you know except Arlene? (Ha, ha, ha)
Oh, that would be you kid (ha, ha, ha, ha), respect

Focain caite amach arís
Barraíocht piontaí le barraíocht snaois
Equals a cocktail bread for unleashing the beast
Oíche mhór amach fuinne, at least
Troid eile, he's beating some fella
Tá an R-U-C anseo anois and it's for saoirse na Cilla
Fucked into the back of the Jeep
He falls asleep
He does it every week

Tiocfaidh ár lá, get the Brits out lad!
A one way ticket please, I've lost my bus pass
Isteach san offie, he's looking some tins, man
Ag cailleadh focan foighde anois man
Keep her lit ta fuck or fuckin' fuck off: Jesus said on the cross
Two tins of Boost, 20 fegs, and the fuck it's still lost
Who's next? Me, miss, son, would you like a bag?
For your shopping not your nose, I see your ankle tag

Fuck you curfew, dislocated eye-socket
Overnight cop shop with two grams in his pocket
Just his reputation, now he's done for being a rocket
In his dreams ten millimeter, loaded

I'm a H-O-O-D
Low-life scum, that's what they say about me
'Cause I'm a H-O-O-D
Low-life scum, that's what they say about me

A dog with a job, ah, what the fuck is that?
When our poor Micky's just sitting in the flat
Sipping on his cans and smoking rollies
'Cause all the best jobs are taken by doleies
20 black, yeah craic! And mo spliff achan lá
Beat the fash then the sesh, get that note off my car
Isteach anois, hide the stash, mugged her purse san áit
Ach ar dtús, cúpla líne, sula n-éiríonn seo aisteach

Jah, it's gonna be a bloodbath
It's gonna be a bloodbath
It's gonna be a bloodbath
(It's gonna be a bloodbath)

Throw a hook, a jab, and a boot
I sneak a quick toot, then I fire another boot
For calling me a fruit, for trying to take the loot
Well, Billy won't be bothering any more hoods

'Nois cúpla ceist, do you want it in your chest
Or your knees, or your head? DJ Próvaí has the lead
You can beg, you can plead, you can tell us what we need
You can change your name, but you're all the fucking same

I'm a H-O-O-D
Low-life scum, that's what they say about me
'Cause I'm a H-O-O-D
Low-life scum, that's what they say about me

I'm a H-O-O-D
Low-life scum, that's what they say about me
'Cause I'm a H-O-O-D
Low-life scum, that's what they say about me