KNEECAP – H.O.O.D. / The Recap (live) | Electronic PicNic (2025)

“H.O.O.D.” by Kneecap is one of the group’s most iconic tracks, originally released in March 2019. The title stands for “H-double-O-D,” which is chanted in the chorus: “I’m a H-double-O-D, low-life scum, that’s what they say about me.” The song quickly became a fan favorite and a live show staple, helping to cement Kneecap’s reputation for sharp, bilingual rap rooted in the streets of West Belfast.

“The Recap” is a bold new single from Belfast rap trio Kneecap, released on June 23, 2025, and featuring London drum‑and‑bass producer Mozey. The track debuted during their headline set at the Wide Awake Festival in Brockwell Park in May and quickly became a live favorite before receiving an official release across streaming platforms.

H.O.O.D.

Here, tell him Who’s the most violent person you know except Arlene? (Ha, ha, ha) Oh, that would be you kid (ha, ha, ha, ha), respect

Focain caite amach arís Barraíocht piontaí le barraíocht snaois Equals a cocktail bread for unleashing the beast Oíche mhór amach fuinne, at least Troid eile, he’s beating some fella Tá an R.U.C. anseo anois and it’s for saoirse na Cilla Fucked into the back of the Jeep He falls asleep He does it every week

Tiocfaidh ár lá, get the Brits out lad! A one way ticket, please, I’ve lost my bus pass Isteach san offie, he’s looking some tins, man Ag cailleadh focan foighde anois man “Keep her lit ta fuck or fuckin’ fuck off, ” Jesus said on the cross Two tins of Boost, 20 fegs, and the fuck it’s still lost Who’s next? Me, miss, son, would you like a bag? For your shopping not your nose, I see your ankle tag

Fuck you curfew, dislocated eye-socket Overnight cop shop with two grams in his pocket Just his reputation, now he’s done for being a rocket In his dreams ten millimeter, loaded

I’m a H.O.O.D Low-life scum, that’s what they say about me ‘Cause I’m a H.O.O.D Low-life scum, that’s what they say about me

A dog with a job, ah, what the fuck is that? When our poor Micky’s just sitting in the flat Sipping on his cans and smoking rollies ‘Cause all the best jobs are taken by doleies 20 black, yeah craic! And mo spliff achan lá Beat the fash then the sesh, get that note off my car Isteach anois, hide the stash, mugged her purse san áit Ach ar dtús, cúpla líne, sula n-éiríonn seo aisteach

Jah, it’s gonna be a bloodbath It’s gonna be a bloodbath It’s gonna be a bloodbath (It’s gona be a bloodbath)

Throw a hook, a jab, and a boot I sneak a quick toot, then I fire another boot For calling me a fruit, for trying to take the loot Well, Billy won’t be bothering any more hoods

‘Nois cúpla ceist, do you want it in your chest Or your knees, or your head? DJ Próvaí has the lead You can beg, you can plead, you can tell us what we need You can change your name, but you’re all the fucking same

I’m a H.O.O.D Low-life scum, that’s what they say about me ‘Cause I’m a H.O.O.D Low-life scum, that’s what they say about me

I’m a H.O.O.D Low-life scum, that’s what they say about me ‘Cause I’m a H.O.O.D Low-life scum, that’s what they say about me

THE RECAP (English translation)

Verse 1

I feel blessed With the fall of your wreck With the backstreet crew I’m going to resolve this The government now in bits Kneecap gave them a frisk As you’d say But we know they’ve got more than this Grab a handful and we’ll stroll to the bank Get me Kemi’s money and give her my thanks, We’ll call it reparations Badenoch ya w*nk, Tried to take my money but I came and collected it back

Chorus

Na na na Disappear forever It’s Kneecap the Recap West Belfast Na na na Disappear forever you Tories Say DJ Próvaí Móglaí Bap and Mo Chara Na na na Go away It’s Kneecap the Recap West Belfast Na na na Disappear forever you Tories Say DJ Próvaí Móglaí Bap and Mo Chara

Verse 2

Kemi ya wally The writings on the walls You like to think that you’re fooling everybody But you’re not, Just like the iron lady Your career is gonna rot You’re just sh*t Not in control Kneecap back now To put things right Here and in the fight We are sick of your sh*t Kemi ya wally, Maggie is still sleeping in her box You don’t care about which race You just care about gimme that You’re so full of sh*t You with your leadership

Bridge

Go for a crack Some fellas from the lower whack When they see me Their hands go in their pockets Who’s shouting yeah Cos I’m here to stroke ya I like those shoes Worth a few notes Seems they suit me I’ll take them home lad You backing up Badenoch Cry into your sherry Had enough Badenoch You thought it’s momentary Called your bluff Badenoch Belfast will you say F*ck Badenoch

Chorus

Outro

Good effort, Kemi Hard lines in the elections Onwards and upwards Free Palestine