[Verse 1]
I pledge no goddamn allegiance,
Burn that flag if I feel the grievance
Suit-and-tie thieves write laws in blood,
While the poor drown out in the goddamn mud

Tell me how the hell we're free,
When they own the air, the land, the sea?
Feed us war, tax our breath,
Shake our hands while they plan our death

[Chorus]
Fuck your throne and your fake gold crown,
You build your empire just to burn it down
I see the wires, I bite the leash
We’re not your dogs, we came for peace
Just kidding! Came for war, motherfucker

[Verse 2]
You lie in suits, we die in streets,
While your kids feast, we grind our teeth
"Land of the free"? What a fucking joke
We’re chained by debt, by badge, by smoke

Propaganda in my veins,
Surveilled dreams and branded names
You sell control like it's divine
But you’re just rats in a holy disguise

[Bridge]
I see your cameras, your drones, your files
Your laws ain't justice, just twisted trials
You ain’t the voice of the people, bitch
You're the echo of a dying glitch

[Breakdown]
Burn your systems
Break your codes
Take your scripts
And shove them down your throats

[Final Chorus]
Fuck your lies, your suits, your plans,
We ain’t your numbers, we ain’t your fans
We bleed truth while you print fear
But the reckoning? It's getting near
We are the fire. You are the fuel
We ain’t your pawns, we break your rules

Tricky - No Allegiance

[Lyrics]
The mud was deep, the sky was black
Gunfire lit the shadows' crack
Tommy rifle in my hand
I fought and bled for broken land
The faces fade, but screams remain
A chorus carved into my brain
The dawn won't rise, the night won't end
The ghosts of men are now my friends

[Chorus]
I’m just a shadow in the rain
A hollow man who feels the strain
The war is done, the fight is through
But the war still lives in what I do

[Verse 1]
We stormed the beach, we crossed the wire
A world consumed in endless fire
Men I knew, and men I’d seen
Turned to smoke in fields of green
But I’m still here, I’m breathing air
Though every breath feels like despair

[Pre-Chorus]
The nights are long, the silence loud
I see their eyes beneath the shroud

[Chorus]
I’m just a shadow in the rain
A hollow man who feels the strain
The war is done, the fight is through
But the war still lives in what I do

[Bridge]
I can’t escape the echoes here
The blast, the flash, the rising fear
No hero’s song, no marching band
Just trembling fists and shaking hands
I scream at night, but no one sees
The battlefield still lives in me

[Verse 2]
The medals hang, they shine so bright
But they can’t hold me through the night
The world moves on, the people cheer
But I’m still stuck back over there
One empty man, one fractured mind
A soldier left so far behind

[Chorus]
I’m just a shadow in the rain
A hollow man who feels the strain
The war is done, the fight is through
But the war still lives in what I do

[Outro – Choir & Acoustic Guitar]
The guns have stopped, the blood has dried
But part of me has surely died
No hero’s tale, no open door
Just a man who can’t fight anymore

These Tricky Times - The World

[Lyrics]
Yeah
You feel that
It ain’t just heat - it’s hell on Earth
Let’s fucking go

[Verse 1]
This world’s a fuckin’ mess, no lie, no cap
Suits fuck kids over, then hide in the gap
They sell war like it’s goddamn gold
While the poor freeze out in the motherfuckin’ cold

Politicians lie with a fake-ass grin
While they fuck us raw and blame our sin
News feeds full of bullshit games
Different names, same goddamn flames

Rich get richer, fuck the rest
They sip champagne, we die stressed
They got yachts and bombs and private planes
We got rent, debt, trauma, chains

[Chorus]
Fuck this world, it’s broken as fuck
Run by demons in ties, no god, no luck
We scream for peace, they sell us pain
It’s all fake hope, just a rigged-ass game

Fuck this system, fuck these rules
Fuck these fake-ass rich white ghouls
I ain’t blind, I see their scam
And I ain’t dyin’ for no goddamn sham

[Verse 2]
Kids get shot and they do jack shit
But they’ll send a fuckin’ army if you don’t submit
Land of the free? Bitch, where that at
I see cages, raids, and baseball bats

Fuck your borders, fuck your flags
Fuck your goddamn plastic bags
The planet’s dyin’, they fuckin’ knew
Still sold oil like it’s Mountain Dew

Mental health’s a joke if you're poor
But pop a fuckin’ pill, now shut that door
Fuck the cops, and the court, and the laws
They just profit off pain like a fuckin’ boss

[Chorus]
Fuck this world, it’s broken as fuck
Run by demons in ties, no god, no luck
We scream for peace, they sell us pain
It’s all fake hope, just a rigged-ass game

Fuck this system, fuck these rules
Fuck these fake-ass rich white ghouls
I ain’t blind, I see their scam
And I ain’t dyin’ for no goddamn sham

[Bridge]
They want us numb, scared, broke, and tame
But fuck that noise — I ain’t playin’ their game
I’ll spit these bars like a Molotov blast
And shove this truth straight up their ass

[Outro]
So if we burn, then light the flame
Make the fuckers remember our name
This ain’t just rap — it’s war in sound
'Cause the whole damn world’s goin’ underground

These Tricky Times - Fuck This World

[Lyrics]
O mother stone and father flame
Why do your children war again
The rivers cry in rust and red
Where roots once danced, now silence spreads

[Chorus]
Ashes on the wind, blood upon the snow
Ancient trees remember all the sorrow we sow
Storms in the east, fire in the west
Will the earth ever find her rest

[Verse 2]
We carved the stars on sacred bones
Built towers tall on broken thrones
Now thunder speaks in metal tongues
And songs of peace are left unsung

[Bridge]
Circle of stone, whisper our fate
Tell the old gods it’s not too late
Bind the blade and still the hand,
Cleanse the smoke from sacred land.

[Chorus]
Ashes on the wind, blood upon the snow
Ancient trees remember all the sorrow we sow
Storms in the east, fire in the west
Will the earth ever find her rest

[Outro]
Let the wild return and the silence grow
Till the wounds are healed, and the truth we know
No crown, no flag, just sky and stone
And the earth once more our only home

These Tricky Times - Ashes on the Wind

Lyrics

[Verse]
The skies turned red like a warning sign
You held my hand but the clock declined
We stood on edges of a breaking world
Love's fragile whispers in chaos swirled

[Chorus]
You’re a memory I can’t unsee
A love that slipped away from me
War tore the threads of you and I
Left us as shadows
A hollow goodbye

[Verse 2]
The letters stopped like a fading flame
I whispered your name but it felt in vain
Miles of silence and walls of pain
Our love lost in a soldier's campaign

[Chorus]
You’re a memory I can’t unsee
A love that slipped away from me
War tore the threads of you and I
Left us as shadows
A hollow goodbye

[Bridge]
In my dreams
We dance in the rain
No rifles echo
No bloody stain
But dawn wakes me to a vacant shore
Where love can’t return to what it was before

[Chorus]
You’re a memory I can’t unsee
A love that slipped away from me
War tore the threads of you and I
Left us as shadows
A hollow goodbye

These Tricky Times - Last Letter

These Tricky Times- A Rhythm In It

[Intro]
Yo, this one’s for the streets
For the lads with nothin’ but dreams and beats
Ireland ain’t all green fields and sheep
Sometimes it's pain that runs too deep

[Verse 1]
I come from the flats where the cold wind bites
No heat in the crib, just long, long nights
Council house walls hold secrets tight
Mam’s prayin’ hard while we scrap and fight

Jobs are gone, yeah the work dried up
So we hustle a bit just to fill our cup
Pubs full of ghosts, dreams in a rut
Young lads robbed of a future they cut

Needles in the lane, blood on the stone
You walk down wrong, you don’t come home
Gangs run wild with a blade or chrome
One bad word, and you’re on your own

[Chorus]
Life ain't easy in the land of green
Behind the hills, it's a darker scene
From Dublin down to Cork’s grey blocks
We’re fightin' storms in our torn old socks
Tryna live, try not to fall
But Éire's streets don’t hear your call
Hard to rise when the rent’s sky-high
But we still stand, aye - we still try

[Verse 2]
Midnight sirens, not lullabies
We don’t count sheep - we count alibis
Ballymun boys with that hungry gaze
Growin' up fast in them concrete maze

Coppers turn heads, don’t ask, don’t see
Kids in hoodies ain't trustin' the gardaí
School’s a joke if your belly’s not fed
So they chase a score ‘stead of books instead

Told we’re lazy, told we’re scum
By lads with yachts sippin' coke and rum
Politicians lie with a silver tongue
But we break our backs, still called the bums

[Bridge]
It’s hard here, mate, real talk, no cap
No fairy tale in this Irish trap
But we got pride, fire in our bones
And when we spit truth, it shakes the stones

[Chorus]
Life ain't easy in the land of green
Behind the hills, it's a darker scene
From Limerick lanes to Belfast blocks
We’re fightin' storms in our torn old socks
Tryna live, try not to fall
But Éire's streets don’t hear your call
Hard to rise when the rent’s sky-high
But we still stand, aye - we still try

[Outro]
So here’s to the lost, to the fighters, the bold
To the young growin’ old in the wind and cold
It’s hard, aye - but we still don’t fold
Ireland’s got heart, and it can't be sold

These Tricky Times - Streets of Éire

[Intro]
Yeah
Galway city - pretty on the outside
Fucked on the rent side
Listen the fuck up

[Verse 1]
I wake up cold in a damp-ass flat
Four fuckin’ bills for a kip like that
Landlord smilin', drivin’ round in a Jag
While I boil me tea on a busted-ass hob - fuckin’ mad

Tryna save coin but the wages are shite
Livin’ off noodles every fuckin' night
One-bed costs like a mortgage in France
And I still got mould growin’ up me pants

Talk’s cheap when the gov’s on the piss
TDs don't care, they don’t give a shit
"Build to rent" but we can't even rent
Shoved in a box payin’ ninety percent

[Hook – Chanted, fed-up tone]
Galway’s golden but the pain runs deep
Payin' out me fuckin’ nose just to get some sleep
No hope, just rain and strife
This ain’t no dream - this’s real Irish life

Stuck in Galway, rents goin’ sky-high
Stuck in Galway, wages barely get by
Stuck in Galway, can’t fuckin’ breathe right
We work, we bleed, just to survive the fuckin’ night

[Verse 2]
Council list long like the Corrib’s flow
Some poor bastard’s been waitin’ a fuckin’ decade, yo
Students crammed in sheds like fuckin’ rats
Leak in the roof, now your bed’s gone flat

D’you ever feel trapped in a postcard town
Where tourists smile while you’re fuckin’ worn down
Streets full of music, but your soul feels sore
‘Cause you can’t afford shite in the fuckin’ store

"Just move home," yeah? Home's fucked too
Da’s laid off, ma’s stressin’ and blue
We graft all day just to pay the rent
Three fuckin' gigs and still can’t pay a cent

[Hook]
Galway’s golden but the pain runs deep
Payin' out me fuckin’ nose just to try get sleep
No hope, just rain and strife
This ain’t no dream — this’s real Irish life

Stuck in Galway, where the rich just fly
Stuck in Galway, while the poor just cry
Stuck in Galway, can’t even get high
'Cause I’m broke as fuck and too dry to cry

[Bridge]
They say “Galway’s the place for craic and tunes”
But behind the pubs and the fuckin’ moons
We’re drownin’ in debt, stuck in rented tombs
Hopin’ someday this shithole makes room

[Outro]
So here’s to the fuckers still holdin’ it down
Workin’ in silence while the rich wear crowns
You won’t see us on your TikTok feed
But Galway’s soul? That’s us - the ones in need

These Tricky Times - Stuck in Galway

[Verse 1]
Woke up one mornin’, voice was a ghost
Couldn’t clear me throat, not even close
Doc said "lad, it’s a cancer that’s spread"
But I ain’t layin’ down, not ‘til I’m dead

Scar on me neck, but pride in me eye
Still sippin’ me tea, still kissin’ goodbye
Pain in me chest, but fire in me soul
They’ll not take me spirit, I’m still in control

[Chorus]
I’ll fight in me throat, I’ll fight in me bones
In shadows of death, I stand on me own
Raise up a pint, to the will of the free
Cancer might bite, but it won’t swallow me

[Verse 2]
Radiation burn, but I laugh through the pain
Every scar’s just proof I’m still in the game
Nurses all say, "you’re stubborn as hell"
I wink and I grin, "Aye, and I’m doin’ well"

Me voice sounds rough, but me heart’s still pure
Each rasp in me throat’s a song, that’s sure
Even if whispers are all I can sing
I’ll belt out me life like a king

[Chorus]
I’ll fight in me throat, I’ll fight in me bones
In shadows of death, I stand on me own
Raise up a pint, to the will of the free
Cancer might bite, but it won’t swallow me

[Bridge]
If you hear me cough, don’t pity me, friend
I’m battlin’ storms that refuse to end
But storms can break, and skies can clear
And I’ll drink to that, with a guttural cheer

[Final Chorus]
I’ll fight in me throat, I’ll fight in me bones
In shadows of death, I stand on me own
Life’s a hard road, but I’ll never flee
Cancer might bite
But it won’t swallow me

These Tricky Times - Won't Bury Me

[Verse 1]
Yeah, welcome to Dublin, where dreams go to bleed
Where the rent's sky-high and there's mouths to feed
Lads on the corners, deals in the dark
Cops turn a blind eye, dogs still bark

Can’t walk home late without watchin’ your back
Every alley’s got a story, every story’s gone black
They say it’s the capital, land of the brave
But the city feels more like a concrete grave

[Chorus]
We’re tired, yeah, we’re done with the lies
Same old shit with the same fake ties
We shout, but no one listens to our pain
Dublin’s burnin’, drownin’ in the rain

[Verse 2]
Fuck all the suits, sittin’ pretty in the Dáil
While we freeze in the flats with damp on the wall
Kids raised on scraps, streets raise 'em fast
Grew up too quick, now they wearin’ a mask

Shootings on news, but we just scroll on
It’s normal now - all the innocence gone
Heart of the city, but it’s beatin’ in fear
You hear a bang at night, pray it ain’t near

[Chorus]
We’re tired, yeah, we’re done with the lies
Same old shit with the same fake ties
We shout, but no one listens to our pain
Dublin’s burnin’, drownin’ in the rain

[Bridge]
Used to be pride in these cobbled streets
Now it’s broken bottles and blood on the seats
We love this town, but it don’t love back
So we rap our truth, let the world react

[Outro]
So hear us now, from Northside to Tallaght
We ain’t backin’ down, even if it gets madder
We’re tired, yeah, but we won’t be silent
Dublin's cryin’, and the streets stay violent

[Chorus]
We’re tired, yeah, we’re done with the lies
Same old shit with the same fake ties
We shout, but no one listens to our pain
Dublin’s burnin’, drownin’ in the rain

These Tricky Times - Streets of Éire

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