Harrow Road

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen To this British Airways flight 142A from Belfast to London Heathrow Journey time is approximately one hour and fifteen minutes Sin deireadh leis an oíche amach Ar ais chuig an arásán gan trácht ar Móglaí Bap And so I'm wondering what kinda taxi he got, and where he's at It all started cos him and Próvaí scrapped All of a sudden mo ghuthán rings People sa tóir ar Móglaí 'bout to do bad things My phone's about to die, Mo Chara, and so am I If I get stabbed, 1 to 10, how bad will it sting? Ansin ciúnas Fuck sake, don't be doing this He's never being dramatic How's he gettin' through this? Smack bang in London and we're all clueless So níl dóigh ar bith againn cuidiú leis Hello, sir, what's the emergency? We've got fuckall to do, so we'll get on it urgently I'd love to do this myself if I had certainty where I was But I got a phonecall that is scaring me Móglaí Bap is declared missin' We were all coked out, never stopped sniffin' Find my iPhone, laptop, ringin' the copshop Coked out, so can't stop talkin', but they won't listen Móglaí Bap is declared missin' We were all coked out, never stopped sniffin' Find my iPhone, laptop, ringin' the copshop Coked out, so can't stop talkin', but they won't listen I'm tryin' to make it back to Harrow Road But some cunt on my way sent me to High Road I'm too high though, and my phone died near an hour ago Might just hijack this fella from Dominos Tinn tuirseach de m'oíche amach Is ní de bharr ar fad gur mise Próvaí scrapped Cos he took a half and he's givin' it all that Dá bhfanfainn I bhfad he'd be gettin' a fuckin' slap So isteach liom insan Uber Can't think straight cos been sniffin' loadsa hoover Can barely get the words out Where is my own house? The taxi man was friendly Then the cunt dropped me at Wembley Ansin go tobann, beirt fhear ag rith chugam Ar an ghuthán le Mo Chara, then I had to start runnin' But I shoulda seen it comin' 5 a.m. in London My bucket hat, furry coat, full of coke, fuck sake, I'm losin' hope Móglaí Bap is declared missin' We were all coked out, never stopped sniffin' Find my iPhone, laptop, ringin' the copshop Coked out, so can't stop talkin', but they won't listen Móglaí Bap is declared missin' We were all coked out, never stopped sniffin' Find my iPhone, laptop, ringin' the copshop Coked out, so can't stop talkin', but they won't listen Jesus Christ! Where the fuck is this cunt? Hah? These fuckin' peelers aren't doin' fuckall anyway I'll tell ya that for nothin' Hold on I know exactly who to ring Kneecap, we got gafa thart fá Harrow Mo Chara, Móglaí Bap's paro Ag iarraidh míniú do na péas lán snaois, I'm stressed Móglaí's runnin' like there's no tomorrow The police are doin' fuckall Got to make a quick call Get the West End king involved Oracle of London ag teacht anseo (Jelani Blackman) Wrong way down a one-way I know the score, this ain't Wembley Tryna run me down, tryna end me It's been a long night, don't tempt me I was never tryna hit up Harrow Road That's too far, I'm from Ladbroke Grove Grew up in a war like Alamo Off the grid Guantanamo I'm just with my bae on the sofa But I'm hittin' the strip in the Rover Toxic like melanoma Low cut rippin' my wrist till it's over Nah No assist from the motor Doin' ten-toes till I'm homeless, long Can't send nobody, nobody come No one don't know where I begun I was never spun or stun or done God knows what I've become I'm a ghost in the ether, smoke in my lungs Drinkin' a litre, rinsin' the funds Ladies and gentlemen This is the British Airways flight BI321 We have just landed in Belfast City Airport Local time is 1:44 PM The temperature is 12 degrees Celsius For your safety and comfort, please remain seated With your seat-belt fastened Until the captain turns off the 'fasten seatbelt' sign At this time, you may use your mobile phones if you wish Thank you