Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Far North, artist - Shogun. Date of issue: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Far North |
| 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 |