Far North - Shogun

Yeah

Shogun

Twelve 50

Shout-out Overhype Store up in Aberdeen ya know

I got love for the sheep shaggers as well

It’s all good

Listen

Yo

MCs better just leave it alone 'cause we’re in a league of our own

Yo, give me an ear for a loan

No, you can’t come near to the throne

All these flows that I’m hearin' are pish

My only fear’s that I’ll miss

Now I see how the jealousy hits pyrotechnic on the street, death’s what the

embers depict

Here man

Come, enter the crypt, I told you Shogun’s mentally sick

I got dethroned by my own ego like yeah fuck that crown, my head didn’t fit

I wasnae meant to exist

I guess ye get what ye give and I give life to the scene

Don’t hate me

Mate it just is what it is

I was given a gift to articulate all of those thoughts that you think but you

never let slip

Definition of an MC’s MC, I could teach ye how to spit

Mate it gets dumb where I live

Hookers shooters on the run where I live, there’s

Fuck all fun where I live

You know you will get done where I live

Put a beat on me, you’ll get spun where I live

Young G’s on the fucking hunt where I live

You, get treated like a cunt where you live

You ain’t even number one where you live

We make a lot of any space that we’re in

I guess factors for all of these wasted kids that should’ve died at birth,

be grateful you were spared by

Why they always come and know facts

S-H-O kinda big like Snorlax

Here’s something to make you go mad

Homeless flow never wrote on no pad

Make something like Conan

Why you all up on my dick?

Get off my gonads

And I’ll ride your bitch

Like a bike

Look mum

No hands!

There’s red in my orchard sendin' me torture if you think she’s better than me

Extended the offer, pressure was hot, yet never heard a threat I took lightly

Lying is the cost that they might take you hostage

Dip in the boxes and whip out the profit

I lyrics so wicked for him but he never responded

I’m killin' 'em, I’m livin' on the other side

Yeah back to back if my brother ride

Don’t know my Dad but I got my mother’s pride

That’s, yeah I love my life

All I knew was poverty death and strife and life is a game and you gotta get it

right

But a shite verse with nae facts in at all, something I’ll never ever write

But, fuck it man, I wrote this shit in twenty minutes, give me a that I could

do better with it

I’ll bundle a bunch and build a little buzz with it

Huh

I can spill blood with it

Hate in my heart, yeah you know I’m not done with it

On-site, flick knife, yeah you best come with it

Mate, back then I was locked up, lucky if I even got one visit

Might find my brother with an overdose of drugs in it

But not one single ounce of love in it or trust in it

So when I got a letter saying that you loved me, how could I put trust in it?

It’s fucked innit?

I guess it hurts to live

And we’re cursed to sit in a

Rusty abyss

Poison

Crushed on our lips from the lies that we tell ourselves as we

Cut the crust for the kids

Nowadays you can get a couple of quid for showin' ye tits and bitch ye’d be as

Fuck off

Mate I coulda fucking paid my rent aff if I’d filmed every time I was fucking

your bitch

Shogun, [?}-head and still stuck in the bits

Fuck off