Bad Intentions Lyrics

Yeah that's INK

Shout out the black box

86 gang

Coolock, Flinglas and Ballymun

Yeah

Crank that knife so your man can't mend it

Stab him in the face with a shank and bend it

All of my gang got bad intentions

Hit him with a shiv mans splash him drench him

Snap of the blade man

Grab that wap then mash up the place

See him in public gash up his face

Doin up work in council flats

then its back to the bando countin stacks

Got weed yeah uh box to the finest

Mans in the crop house just like Silas

Got that switch and the mop on violent

Mans on road doin up mileage

A real bad man cause i know them hitters

6's here put O's on digits

Put that wap to his head and murk him

Boy better pray that the shit ain't workin

My gang there will grab that blaster

Run a man down turn a boy casper

Fuck your cars man bikes are faster

Paid in full catch that bastard

All of my packs are wrapped in plastic

86 gang elastic band shit

My gang there put the mask in bandit

Your gang here claiming killings

You ain't seen waps you ain't done drillings

I know them saps they ain't no villains

Your man will get dumped and slumped on the footpath

Open the door man will see gun man

Ski mask on black out with pump acc

Anything i say in my rhymes i done that

This is Dublin check the statistics

Man a get dipped out here like biscuit

Man will hear thunder man will hear gun clap

Slap his bitch like a dirty scum bag

Aye Aye

All of their gang get purged

Man open fire when they going to church

Man a get chopped in chef like Beshoffs

Red dot, head shot man will let lead off

My gang yeah bring the knife with them

Watch free all my guys in the pen

Man got a dot and i'll send that in

Man got a dot and i'll send that in

Pick up the phone better ring your friends

This is Dublin men got bombs

And we'll blow everyone of them motherfuckers to bits

Better watch your mouth you fucking little thick

Man a get clapped in the pub when he drinking Guinness

All of my thugs are driven ,blood spillin that a Dublin shiven

20 inches there cut him and ching him

All of your gang are posers and actors

If man had a knife man he hold that backwards

I'm INK yes and i'm old stock

Known out here on every block

Tell your gang get the coffins ready

Them boys there are soft like teddy

How many this and how many that

Are you taking the piss

How many rats are in your gang that vanished and ran

Like Madeleine Mccann

None of your gang are hard or mean

And none of them boys are known in the skeems

Its clear to me why you hide your face

Cause you dont want your Ma to be disgraced

When she up in church,on Sunday

Is that your man ink ? yeah i know him

You want to know why, cause i go in

Thought he was hard cause he went to prison

Man got knockout and he started twitchin

Aye Aye

Brrrrrraaap

Dublin city

Coolock ,Flinglas, Ballymun

Yeah

INK

Sluudeeeemmm

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