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