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A DARK COLD NIGHT
[Hook]
And on a dark cold night…Under full moonlight
He flies into a fog… Like a vulture in the sky…
And everyone please, not so fast
There's something here, that you don't quite grasp
Well.. I may as well give them what they want
And the best I must confess I have saved for the last..
VERSE 1 (Rukas)
Staring in to thee abyss destined force that travelled it
Infinity kissed conception of thoughts immaculate
Walking in the fog ignoring the clock
Boring and not important to watch talking to God
The father if… you’re in the flock but not apart of it
Ya snoring and got just half of it your soft hearted kid
Something this way comes for you
Run you don’t know what to do
Deceiving ’em a lot and then they I drop my tune and
Creeping in the fog and with a doglike movement
Leaving in the smog and I’m the top guy looming
Bleeding in a coffin I will not die soon and I’m
Even into mobbing and I’m weaving and I’m bobbing
They believing I’m a God but then I’m not cry doom and
Can’t stop my mooning on stage
And they see that I’m not quite human, hey!
I stalk the night hold a pen this parchment a verse divine
I walk a tightrope the end is starting but purpose blind
Something this way comes for you - run you don’t know what to do
[Hook]
And on a dark cold night…Under full moonlight
He flies into a fog… Like a vulture in the sky…
And everyone please, not so fast
There's something here, that you don't quite grasp
Well.. I may as well give them what they want
And the best I must confess I have saved for the last..
VERSE 2 (Dekay)
Black eyes sleeping, a violent smile slowly creeping
Chastise heathens, a silent vile lowly reaping
Bad guys unholy demons, he won't be leaving
You know we need him
The Anti-Christ bestows no phony healing\
You'd better go, your bleeding - control your breathing
He could rip your fucking neck out at the moment though he's only feeding,
There's no deceiving when you see him rise you hope your dreaming
Die unbelieving to the soundtrack of your lonely screaming\
Your soul he's stealing and I've seen it cause the facts are plain,
I saw him lean in when I died to be brought back again
He sunk his teeth into my neck the thought attacked my veins
After the actual pain the blackness came and I guess that remains...\
And now I shun the light I walk along the darkened ways
My teeth like sharpened blades I pass the plague unmask the prey,
Its harsh to say but my old human life weren't half as great
Until I turn to dust I'll live forever then I'll laugh and say...\
[Hook]
And on a dark cold night…Under full moonlight
He flies into a fog… Like a vulture in the sky…
And everyone please, not so fast
There's something here, that you don't quite grasp
Well.. I may as well give them what they want
And the best I must confess I have saved for the last..
VERSE 3 (Rukas)
The writer speaks jargon Bees darting Eve’s garden Trees bark in
Fast forward Theban guards beat Spartan thieves bargain
Noah's sons counts each Quark in the beached Ark and seas part and
Though he hear the beast laughing? The piper breathes hard and
keeps harping “let the priest mark him” A feast starting streets darken
Please darling he’s starving she’s starting to see sharpened teeth sparkling
Squeeze our enemies’ heart and reach the East star in
The sky deep scar in the Night pardon my life…
But this a real life scary movie that we star in
Oh my, which part am I? Please darling I
Play the chilling but major villain that made a million
Hating children take the pilgrims to vagrant buildings to kill’em
A cloak and a dagger immaculate style choking attacking the Magister’s child
And I’m hoping to travel this mile and its open road and I’m packing a Dracula smile
Something this way comes for you - Run you don’t know what to do
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VIOLENT DREAMS
Verse 1 (Dekay)
VERSE 2 (Rukas)
Slugs, Knifes, Black Spoons!
Bucks, Dice, Back Rooms!
Drugs, Lies, Crack Fumes!
Die motherfuckers! Die! Die! Motherfuckers!
Oih Rukas, Mister Mirror Writers back
Oih! Fuckers, it’s a spirit ride relax
Cristina lovely bird the only one to calm me down
When I scream of bloody murder holy cunt I can’t be found
Disappear come back when they least expect
This my year run rap then pray Jesus wept!
Phenomenal Lucifer’s a fan and loves my sound!
And on my wall crucifixes hanging upside down
God but your daughter got a pure aura, lock ya door Laura
Corridor walker Horror core talker
Siren screams violent teens dying teams giant themes
Friendly nightmares and violent dreams!!!
VERSE 3 (Dekay)
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On My Own
Verse 1 (Rukas)
Eternal lust, in her arms you could turn to dust
Confirm ya love but you can’t, earn her trust
Falling victim to your lust and then ya fully crashing
She says love is nothing but a chemical reaction
And if she thinks ya buff dude with enough loot
She’ll hug you but love you? She’s like “fuck you!”
“Man you guys amaze me why would I forsake these
Crazy nights of J.D’s for a life of babies
I want five Mercedes that’s the price to pay” see?
This girl, she’ll drive ya crazy
On ya knee begging, the heartache and pain
Stronger each second, ya can’t take the strain
You think that you can it pal but it’ll linger,
Men are wrapped around her little finger,
Dead grim, ill, crazy crept in
Till, the day she met him
And she said…
Chorus
Till now… I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
VERSE 2 (Dekay)
Yeah I know girl she lives like shes ready 2 die
falling out da club & shit she just mew a new guy
she never likes to mention love its upsetting but why?
using alcohol & drugs coz its getting her by
getting her high, no time 4 romantic gestures
she’ll take u by the h& have a dance oh yes sure
But confess your, love coz it wont impress her
this girl dont want no pressure
like man u guys are crazy why would I forsake these
crazy nights of JD’s 4 a life of babies
but despite that lately shes been crying lately
coz shes dying inside while she smiles fakely
yeah I know the truth though she lives just 2 pray 4 da day
2 escape all da pain when death takes her away
maybe then she#ll find real love I hope that he’s waiting
in heaven, I know that shes aching 2 say…
Chorus
Till now… I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
VERSE 3 (Rukas)
Fuck the 5 Mercedes she’d be happy with a mini
And a life like her neighbours Vinnie and Minnie
Hides the jealousy inside, but inside the girl a secret lies
Cries herself to sleep at nights
Outside she never cries inside dreaming of a better life
No guy has ever met her twice
Keeps men at arms lengths refuses to hold hands
Speaks French but can’t sense the moods of romance
Mister right wanted her, then he bought flowers
But her mind is on her work like twenty-four hours
Oh babes wise up…
Hardly ever smiles but when she does? Her whole face lights up
Heard you got with Mark now going to bare his child
Glad you let your guard down no longer scared to smile
Hot food, a room in an Inn
And got thru to the woman within,
And she said…
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IF YOU ONLY KNEW
THE FIRST BLEEDING - (Rukas)
ALL THIS STRIFE IN MY LIFE IT’S LIKE PRISON, TIRED OF LIVING
THE FIRE ISN’T INSIDE ITS MISSING WILL I DECIDE TO GIVE IN
HIRED WISDOM, A PSYCHIATRIST THAT DIDN’T TRY TO LISTEN
QUITE RESISTANT, BY ADMISSION
FORGOTTEN BY THE SYSTEM, OTHER GUYS HAVE IT NICE A RICH AND
FULFILLING LIFE OF BLISS AND
A NICE CAR THEY CAN DRIVE THE KIDS IN HOUSES THE SIZE OF BRISBANE
FIVE AT RICHMOND, WIFE IN THE KITCHEN
LIFE’S A BITCH AND I'M THE GUY THAT SITS IN
PIGSTIES AT BRIXTON, KNIFE IN THE KITCHEN
MIGHT TRY SUICIDE BUT A CHRISTIAN
WITH BELIEFS BUT I, MIGHT DECIDE TO DITCH’EM
SACRIFICE MY RELIGION, BAPTISED AT SIX AND
FOR WHAT? PARADISE IS A VISION
THE SKIES MIST AND AS I STAND GOOD THIS KNIFE FITS IN
MY HAND LOOK TEARS IN MY EYES GLISTEN
“THE CRY FOR HELP”
WHAT DO I DO?
ARE YOU LONELY TOO?
TELL ME WHAT I DO
IF YOU ONLY KNEW
THE SECOND BLEEDING - (DEKAY)
I DON’T EVEN GIVE A FUCK NO MORE
I DRINK SO MUCH I CANT EVEN GET DRUNK NO MORE
MY DOCTORS DUMB THINKING PRESCRIPTION DRUGS WILL CURE
THE DEMONS IN MY BRAIN IM LAUGHING AT THAT CUNT FOR SURE
SOME SAY DEKAY THAT GIRLS A TRAMP MAN
RESIDES AT CAMDEN CIDER IN A CAN AND
MY GRANDDAD DRANK A LOT CANCER CAME UNPLANNED AND
NOW HE JAMS WITH MICHAEL JACKSON AND MY GRAN AND
ALLOW THIS CIGARETTE I LET IT DROP
TO THE FLOOR WHERE IT BURNS A HOLE IN MY FUCKING SOCK
AND IF I HAD THE P I SWEAR DOWN I TUCK A GLOCK
INSIDE MY POCKET GO TO THE BUS STOP AND BUST A SHOT
BUT THE VOICES IN MY HEAD SCREAMING D YOU MUSTN’T STOP
SOME PEOPLE TRUST IN GOD BUT ME I TRUST IN WHAT I GOT
MUSIC’S ALL THAT KEEPS ME GOING THAT’S WHY I WRITE A LOT
AND IF I GOT WRITERS BLOCK THEN I DIE INSIDE THE BLOCK FOR WHAT
“THE CRY FOR HELP”
WHAT DO I DO?
ARE YOU LONELY TOO?
TELL ME WHAT I DO
IF YOU ONLY KNEW
THE FINAL BLEEDING - (RUKAS)
MY HEART IS SHRIVELLED AND BLACK INSIDE ME
THE WORD GOODBYE I JUST SCRIBBLED IN THAT DIARY
UNDER THE BED I LEAVE IT WILL SOMEONE GET TO READ IT
AND IF THEY DO I WONDER IF THEY’D BELIEVE IT
BARING MY HEART WROTE IT THERE IN THE DARK
STARING AT MY WRISTS WANNA TEAR’EM APART
TAKE A TRIP TO NOWHERE AND DEPART
WINDOWS UP EXHAUST FUMES BREATHE! NO AIR IN THE CAR
LEAVE MY FAMILY WITH QUESTIONS
DID WE LOVE HIM ENOUGH AND WHY’D HE TAKE THOSE ANTI DEPRESSANTS
SOMETHING IN THE AIR, CAN IT BE THE PRESENCE
OF HOPE? YEAH…NAH THERE’S NO ONE THERE
SINCE FIVE JUST FELT LIKE THIS LIFE WAS HELL
NOTHING NICE TO TELL SINCE I WAS TWELVE
TRYNA FIGHT THIS SPELL, I REACH INSIDE MYSELF
I DON’T LIKE MYSELF, MY SOUL CRIES FOR HELP
I FUCK UP EVERYTHING I TOUCH, FED UP IN MY GUT
OUT A LUCK AND NEVER BEEN IN LOVE
BORN OUTCAST WORN OUT MY MASK
TIME TO FACE THE DAWN NOW I ASK
THE CRY FOR HELP
WHAT DO I DO?
ARE YOU LONELY TOO?
TELL ME WHAT I DO
IF YOU ONLY KNEW
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BEEF IN THE STREETS
THE 1ST BEEF - (RUKAS!)
Tons of sirens drunks driving no one’s surviving
Once violence becomes a science mums crying
Sobbing their sons lie in a coffin a youngster dying
I ain’t forgot’em, guns are firing
Police want answers none supplying, London’s silent
Someone’s lying, someone’s hiding or, someone’s trying
You aint travelled enough dabbled in drugs battled in clubs
Been shackled in cuffs so what you babbling bruv?
On nights of passion guys are bashed in lives flash in
Front of eyes, a nice attraction
A hundred and five knife slashing prized assassins
Come alive, and rise to action, run the lights clashing
Please know we hate the cops on the streets nosy neighbours watch
They wanna see the police negotiator shot
What’s the reason for police?
There’s nothing they can do and nothing MPs can achieve
Beef in the streets!
Chorus!
Damn it’s hard to breathe in the streets
And a part of me’s in the streets
Man I’d rather peace in the streets
There’s no love, but so much beef in the streets!
Please promise me` the life i want i know there’s
No peace on the street’ where i belong and no they
Don’t teach honesty’ no right or wrong but yo there’s
Beef…on… the… street
THE 2ND BEEF - (DEKAY!)
I know there’s beef in streets an i aint talking bout mickey d’s
Youngsters in the bits are keen to cut you up like guillotines
Skunk mixed with nicotine got me having sicker dreams
I’m sick of these fickle streets never get a bit of peace
My little niece got shot by a fiend just for talking grease
I had to back it coz its deep, fuck calling police
I found the skeez responsible before she spoke to me
I broke her knees and left a signed cd so she know it’s me
Sadistic poetry until the roads cement me
My soul is empty so know not to offend me
I aint got 10p steal ya money like mps
While little yoots get shot on the block from envy
Its evident, we need some more facilities
Divided gangs are making war like their the fucking military
Undercover sinners be, spilling blood invisibly
And kids don’t wanna be doctors they wanna grow up to be killers see!
THE 3RD BEEF (RUKAS!)
The youth……always on the move
What are we to do? …what are we to do? Ooh…
Open up more day centres, play at tennis no more all day benders
To stray offenders boredom is a great menace
Mt mate kenneth had heart his fake tenners flooded black markets
And now today ken is a mad artist
Leave your pal and refuse that gallon of booze
My challenge to you’se you gotta try to put that talent to use
Underage drinking bags of stella
Younger mates thinking that’s the fella, what can i tell ya?
The youth always in a mood on the news
Always on the move always in a feud on the loose
What you wanna do? Confused no clue what i do?
I get thru…to…you! I write a song!
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LOST AND FOUND
HOOK
“Oh forgotten lonely son
Hope I’m not the only one
I was drowning heading doooown…Doooown…”
VERSE 1 (Rukas)
Found myself… below where the cowards dwell
Powerless as well this how I felt out for just myself
Hours in a cell twice a week cursing society
Hurts and…worse Inside me is the person I’d like to be
But he’s buried deep lurks inside of me warily
Scared to see light eyes are very weak but aware of me
Coaxed out with kind words where are we?
So shall my nurse take care of me?
I ghost out I’m cursed she’s scared of me
Don’t shout? Fine first therapy
No one knows how my mind hurts… terribly
Blind purpose scaring me gotta recover God but I shudder
Head peeping over the top of my covers…what did I stutter?
“Oh forgotten lonely son
Hope I’m not the only one
I was drowning heading doooown…Doooown…”
VERSE 3 – Rukas
Guess I’m a mess and depression stressing lonely what can love me?
Do my confessing in Heaven only God can judge me
Phoney… rotten ugly to the core my souls stained
“Your so strange Rukas and Holy water won’t change”
What I want ya pity for? I’m Self hating and pretty sure
Hell’s waiting I felt Satan tryna rid me of the Lord
Fifty four knocks on the door who could it be?
Who could look at me? What’s on the floor? Too good for me!
Stick me in the gutter cast me aside a nasty guy
don’t ask me inside better pass me by wait! Ahh see the light
That’s when ya slender white hands reached for me
As I remember…My future wife plans easily! Teaching me!
CHANTING BIT…as follows…
“Oh forgotten lonely son
Hope I’m not the only one
I was drowning heading doooown…Doooown…”
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ONLY SIXTEEN
VERSE 1 (Rukas)
Little Betty’s wandered; No one knows where she’s gone to
‘Please respond to us’ the Police on the
Case want results so listen Betty got a close up
Face on a poster ‘missing’ everybody knows her
Have ya seen this child? Please ring this number
Mad extremists smile police think its one of
The local travellers that just moved in last month
Ya know they’ll have a list but it’s proving hard son
But all these grim dudes get analysed tonight
Their stories ring true their alibis are tight
Search parties out man there are others ready
First start we scout land ‘where the fuck is Betty?’
Is she lying in hospital viciously assaulted?
This be quite an impossible mystery lets solve it
So hopeless thee end a cold wind it brings
No motive DNA no fingerprints
No proof no sin why Boys in blue are baffled
So truth soaks in like Poison to an apple
Got another Maddie, Mother sadly she will suffer badly
Discover Daddy’s suicide ‘I loved her madly!’
VERSE 2 - (Dekay)
HOOK - (Sample)
VERSE 3 - (Rukas & Dekay)
(Rukas)
They frivolous cows’ it seems crazed “look no smiles!”
Eight twitter accounts sixteen Facebook profiles
(Dekay)
(Rukas)
…Today’s chick’s yav straight teeth but crooked morals
…Ya crazed bitch ya may speak but look what follows
(Dekay)
(Rukas)
I hate everybody, and you’re next I’m bout to lose it
Warning: I have an attitude and I know how to use it
(Dekay)
(Rukas)
How can I miss you if you won’t go away? “Hey don’t stay!”
Oh these horns? That’s nutin’ there just there to keep my halo straight
(Dekay)
(Rukas)
Rukas and Dekay – no dancing and don’t hug us
Sucker Mc they chancers no fucking touchin’ us!
(Dekay)
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YESTERDAY
HIGH DEKAY STRING HOOK X 2
If There’s a way…it’s our way
Goodbye Yesterday… see your now today Whoo!!
LOW RUKAS BASS HOOK X 2
There’s… a way…it’s our way
Yes…terday… is now today Whoo!!
HIGH RAPID GUITAR HOOK DEKAY and RUKAS
THERE’S A real good WAY and you can…see IT’S OUR WAY
Goodbye YESTERDAY… see your NOW TODAY Whoo!!
HIGH DEKAY STRING HOOK X 2
There’s a way…it’s our way
Yesterday… is now today
VERSE 1 (Rukas)
But nearly gonna blow but its real life want a deal and there’s none that I see I hate it
A Londoner that raps and they been to asleep John’d deliver the flow
Do you really wanna know what it feels like when ya feeling just underappreciated?
And none of them fat cats in the industry wanted to give it a go
You gotta, up ya penmanship show’em what ya can do
Who in the fuck!? Fuck the censorship no one can fuck with you, Who?
CRYPTIC DEKAY and, yours truly… RUKAS…
LYRIC D-DAY tours of duty Motherfuckers
I been telling’em yelling and belling’em girl and I’m shelling’em
Fella intelligent elegant fell in a well and developing blublaBu….saying to Hell with them!
But there’s times I hate to rime will I never get paid a dime but I play with time
While I pray for mine and at the minute I wait, for a sign
Most rappers bullshitters… But we don’t really wanna
Hear that Movie fables shit ya run around
Folks that is school kiddish… Bruv we won’t fear we conquer
We’re the new breed labels dig the underground!
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SO UNDERATED - RUKAS FT DEKAY - PROD ANNO DOMINI OSKAR MIKE 03:36
RUKAS+DEKAY
HOOK
"... FLOW INUNDATED…
NO ONE TO TAKE IT …
SO UNDER-RATED...
CHASING THE RIME
THEY JUST WASTING THEIR TIME"
(VERSE 1) Rukas
Ahh like hell am I telling why? I’m an elegant lie Intelligent guy
And the relevant type yelling goodbye on the day that my skeleton die
Developing right in front of ya eyes, Fella and I am one of a kind
My wonderful verbal’s, are running in circles round every one of you guys
Focus I need a painkiller this
Ghost ripper see I paint hieroglyphs, stained mirror bitch
No shit I see strange pyramids, my souls sick of me
Won’t stick with me, the game still a bitch!
Folks will I see the fame? Still I miss
Shows typically deranged Flows delivery insane ridiculous
Greatest with words…Most critically
Acclaimed lyricist on the face of earth don’t spit at me!
Savour the blood and charms I bleed
And coheres the words to strip out of that skirt butt naked and fucking dance for me
And there aint nothing that I can’t do with pen and paper the stage
Ahm to attend it later today Fuck’em! “Say something!”
HOOK
"... FLOW INUNDATED…
NO ONE TO TAKE IT …
SO UNDER-RATED...
CHASING THE RIME
THEY JUST WASTING THEIR TIME"
VERSE 2 (Dekay)
I'm the best rapper in the world that's on benefits
Buy my tracks or I’ll haunt you as your nemesis
Kicked off the premises I rock bands like Genesis
But I don't give a fuck with the GIVE said on an emphasis\
So Under Rated its the story of my fucking life,
Its Dekay (Bitch!) Ignore me and i'll cut you twice
I'm losing when I chuck the dice cause of these stuck up guys
But I was bussing rhymes before they come out of their mother’s thighs\
Must I die in poverty? Suffering'll suck you dry
Life’s not a bitch but possibly a vampire above the sky
They say A positive compliment can leave you somewhat high
But I’ll B negative until the day when I can bloody die\
I dunno why I'm so into this battle scene I suffer, write
And do my best they're unimpressed I'm broke and undiscovered - why?
You tube trolls hating me behind their covered eyes
It sucks and I shouldn't even bother but I fuckin TRY!\
HOOK
"... FLOW INUNDATED…
NO ONE TO TAKE IT …
SO UNDER-RATED...
CHASING THE RIME
THEY JUST WASTING THEIR TIME"
VERSE 3 (Rukas)
I’m not a false act but Horror cores rapper got a raw swagger
God of wars stature Holocaust scrapper
“Drop ya swords scatter!”…what weak hearts!
Got a forged dagger…and Body parts in glass jars
Whole skeletons in my jars the most intelligent in the class
Your just old relic a, thing of the past
Dad ya forty you had ya glory get back ya bore me
Bad seeds? Well I burn ya essence
G-G… Gimme the category I rap a story a bag of fury
Mad teacher I see ya learn ya lessons, yeah!
Think I’m probably joking, but I’m not keep hoping
Fuck with me and get half of the bones in ya body broken
Nice one Dekay for naming my style MIRROR WRITING
Get an angel to smile my spirit flying, s’wild’
Assume the form frightnin’ Lunar storm flying
Unicorn riding uniform tight I’m rumoured born fighting!
HOOK
"... FLOW INUNDATED…
NO ONE TO TAKE IT …
SO UNDER-RATED...
CHASING THE RIME
THEY JUST WASTING THEIR TIME"
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STREET DREAMS - RUKAS FT WISERAPS & DEKAY - PROD JAY NIXXO 03:33
Rukas, Wiseraps &Dekay
VERSE 1 (Rukas)
Feeling sunny inside comfy a nice house in the country and I
Buy the best things that money can buy… company guy
Thug menaces hungry and die young we invite
Death to the door like its comfy inside
Drug emphasis what did somebody die?
Mile high club membership, high on Columbian white
Fuck benefits lets have fun being high drunk thee entire
Bar dry Funky tonight live a fast life
Guzzling wine I was just meant to sip don’t love censorship Honey I try
Must vent my shit, what typa sick rich Junkie am I?...
A touch sensitive Motherfuckers, Rukas don’t jump he can fly
Alphabetically poetically there’s none a head of me
The freshest lyricist success is still a bitch forever see
No effort we weathered the beef we’s definitely pedigrees
Step with Sweet clever deeds battle me? Better leave
How can there be street dreams’? When the street never sleeps
VERSE 2 (Wiseraps)
Everyones chasing, these street dreams…
Fuck the industry their symbolic schemes
Holy herb, and my eyes on lean…
Keep the cream? I’d rather keep my soul coz you’re all just fiends
Half these bitches suck a dick, to get their deal
Ya sould been pealed check out my skill
Yeah my brothers will kill, on the road tax is ill
Coz its North West Kilburn we’re fitting the bill
I been learning this game since ‘96
This is Makaveli reborn, now ya lifes just a bitch
My flows mystical spititual check the visual
Lifes just a miracle no its nothing simple
See me smile check the dimples
Get them girls quick pop that pussy like a pimple
Yes I wanna reach you, Money can never steal my heart, ya think this happened over night my flow is just an art
VERSE 3 (Dekay)
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DON'T MAKE ME MAD - RUKAS FT DEKAY - PROD HITZ 03:55
VERSE 1 (Rukas)
Coz when Rukas in the game? Others getting named
And shamed brothers slain Motherfuckers getting maimed
Hope the publics entertained
I’ll be the best lyricist I swear this by all the blood that’s in my veins
Or the love that’s in the saints the stuff that’s in my brains
Like the moth that flutters in the flames
That which suffers from the strange
Can only become stronger, son they wanna cuff us in restraints
He recovers from the pains
I was captured by the Word with 3 others I was the toughest one in chains
Felt like nothings gonna change, I got up against the grain
And now from my two brothers I’m estranged
Envy and spite now they hate me
Aint got any insight don’t know how to break me
Rukas aint insane pal its crazy
How these suckers wanna reign, but No!
Don’t ya know, Don’t, Don’t Don’t, Don’t
HOOK
Don’t make me do it man you don’t wanna go
Make me go thru it man you don’t wanna know
Me I’m deluded and polluted on the flow
Don’t, Make, Me, Mad!
VERSE 2 (Dekay)
HOOK
Don’t make me do it man you don’t wanna go
Make me go thru it man you don’t wanna know
Me I’m deluded and polluted on the flow
Don’t, Make, Me, Mad!
VERSE 3 (Rukas)
Madder than a pit-bull foaming at the mouth
Battling a prick you’ll know what I’m about
Dabbling in shit fool throwing it around
Babbling the big cool poet in your town
Making me mad? Nah you don’t wanna do that
Especially when I got the writers block on a new track
You’re my inspiration now so I’m gonna move back
Have you booed from rap like you dishonoured Tupac
Rukas aint famous yet coz his brain is dead
Dangerous rep out to claim a strangers cheque
No one knows his name as yet shameless heck
To not make it in this rap shits the same as death
A fate many up and coming entertainers dread
Couldn’t send a demo out coz he strained his leg
Missed the auditions coz the last train just left!
No! I came and aim to gain respect YO! YO!
HOOK
Don’t make me do it man you don’t wanna go
Make me go thru it man you don’t wanna know
Me I’m deluded and polluted on the flow
Don’t, Make, Me, Mad!
VERSE 3 (Dekay)
HOOK
Don’t make me do it man you don’t wanna go
Make me go thru it man you don’t wanna know
Me I’m deluded and polluted on the flow
Don’t, Make, Me, Mad!
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LIKE A MOTH
VERSE 1 (Dekay)
I’m yearning for the life that I lost, searching for the light like a moth
Crack heads burning up the pipes in my loft
Sending secret messages twice at night when they cough
Get me high while I’m deciphering the findings I got
Rhymings a lot, pirates on blocks
A pyromaniac lunatic setting fire to the rocks
Firing the shots* FUCK YOU if you like me or not
An eye for an eye, I’ll strike you like a sign from the gods
I don’t drink white lightning, I drink gallons of pure gin
Pour in my throat and piss it back in my urine
If bad minded people see your mad or your boring
They'll walk all over you like you were laminate flooring
Damn it I’m falling grab samurai swords
And I’m warring with aliens from galaxy’s foreign
This is Dekays world call it Planet Appalling
I spend my time talking to inanimate drawings
Trust me I’m mad reality’s overrated
Get so frustrated when people go and fake it
There’s no escape shit this city’s like a snake pit
Where nothings sacred and everybody’s hated by somebody
I wait for enemies to come for me
Multiple personalities keep me company
Been broke for so long got used to having nothing see..
I guess I’m comfortable living uncomfortably
Dreaming of sick ways to get revenge with switchblades
Tell you your dead in a week, kill you in six days
Dutty like shit stains make it funky like Rick James
Cut off your head in your sleep and get that shit framed
Act normal? I’m not a fucking actress
This type of madness just takes a little practice
I cant get to sleep unless I back drinks
And it aint because of all the springs sticking out my mattress
I have nightmares sometimes I wake up screaming
Seeing the face of dead people when I’m dreaming
Hustling and stealing always plotting and scheming
Tell me what peace is, I’ve forgotten the meaning
HOOK
IM YEARNING 4 THE LIFE THAT I LOST
SEARCHING 4 THE LIGHT LIKE A MOTH
Never been accepted my skeleton is rejected heroin is injected
My parents didn’t expect it but everything is just hectic
From the cradle I peep, afraid of noises
But wasn’t able to sleep without hearing the sound of raised voices
They capture thieves but quickly the judge breaks
The snake catcher leaves the city too much snakes
Snapping like alligators trapped in the valley of traitors
Retaliators’d gladly betray us and sadly today it’s
Suicide squad’s aeroplanes from the bluest of skies drop
And smash thru the highest of blocks
Judas lies because he knew his life would’ a been lost
Crucified on the cross and who can describe gods
Plan I knew a man of the cloth that threw aside the cloth…
Like “damn, why’d I choose the side that lost”?
Be certain
It’s like the moth
When it finds the light
The light is hot it can’t bare it
Yet it keeps searching
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CHURCH OF THE GOLDEN SAINTS - DEKAY FT RUKAS - PROD MATT AND DEKAY 06:09
HOOK
They said, they said we’ll meet again
In the church of the golden saints
They said, they said we’ll be the same, (we’ll never change)
In the church of the golden saints
VERSE 1 (Dekay) – “The Widow”
HOOK
They said, they said we’ll meet again
In the church of the golden saints
They said, they said we’ll be the same, (we’ll never change)
In the church of the golden saints
VERSE 2 Rukas – “The Priest”
“Good morning to my congregation prepare look sound
A warning on this occasion, Prayer books down
A young girl came to my parish babbling bout marriage
Escaping to Paris horse driven carriage, that is
After her man turns up he can then start to plan
Far from the gang then ask her father for her hand
Leaving my church I found her on the bench waiting for him
Feeding the birds around the pond I sense aching within
Then her fella texted say’n that he’s all right…
Arrested out soon no credit left please call tonight
Then she looked at me forced a smile…
“Could we be… married here next week?” yeah… course my child
She texted him and so I made the,
Preparations a week later they didn’t show next day I read the paper
Here’s the quote…//
Leader of South London Gang Commits Suicide
And this was forty years ago//
She wrote the eulogy at the funeral and spoke it beautifully
The whole community showed up with unity…
BUT she still prays here religiously no pun intended
Peaceful Shakespeare literacy though one that ended
She told me to tell her tale God she suffered
Lonely girl in a veil, my flock? You still got each other
“Saint Peter my friend//
urge ya to open the gates to the church of the golden saints till they meet up again//”
HOOK
They said, they said we’ll meet again
In the church of the golden saints
They said, they said we’ll be the same, (we’ll never change)
In the church of the golden saints
VERSE 3 (Dekay) – “The Widow”
HOOK
They said, they said we’ll meet again
In the church of the golden saints
They said, they said we’ll be the same, (we’ll never change)
In the church of the golden saints
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I'LL BE AROUND - RUKAS FT DEKAY- PROD 313 PRODUCTIONS - (MASTERED) 03:52
VERSE 1 (Dekay)
I’ve Had Enough Of Your Lies And Enough Of My Tears
I Cried Too Many Times for You over the Years
A Broken Promise in Your Eyes and My Paranoid Fears
We Tried Too Many Times but it’s Over Right Here
You Can Pull a Good Scam but Ya Can’t Fool Me Though
Messing Up Our Plans Like That Night At Reno’s
Drinks Drugs And Doug Thought He Was Al Pacino
Shot My Cousin Gail In The Face Over, A Kilo
How Did She Know? That You Never Told She Was Only Holding It?
And How Did He Know That She Hadn’t Stolen It?
And where’d The Fuck You Get To Who Was You Rollin’ With?
Now My 5 Year Old Nephew Will Be A Lonely Kid
And You Can’t Take That Back
When I Was Dressed In Back You Were Depressed On Crack
After The Funeral I Had To Stay At Maxine’s Flat
You Should Have Been There When I Was In A Mess An’ Trapped”
HOOK
“Won’t Let You Down…
“You Say That Now But You’re Never In Town…”
I’ll Be Around”
Repeat
VERSE 2 (Rukas)
Now You’ve No Reason To Give Kisses And Applause To
But You Can At Least Listen This Is For Julie
A Season Of Wisdom Thoughts Move Me…
Guess Who They Just Released From Prison? Yours Truly
A Witness To Sad Scenes A Dusty Hot Trail
My Jacket Was Green, At The Bus Stop Pale
Black Jeans, Just Got Bail That Means, I Must Not Fail
No More Mad Schemes, No More Drug Cocktails
No More Crack Fiends Sorry, When Doug Shot Gail
I Was At Deans, So High? I Could Touch Gods Grail
And You Were At Maxine’s Having Mad Dreams
Fighting Back Screams…The Buzz Got Stale
I Should Been At Yours
She Was Your Source Of Comfort I Should ‘a Been That Source
Ya Felt Stressed And I Weren’t Around, but I got Got Help Yes I’m Learning Now
Tweleve Steps What A Turnabout,
Well Dressed And Earning Now
Thinking Of Myself Less, And Rollin’ Back Into Own…
HOOK
“Won’t Let You Down…
“You Say That Now But You’re Never In Town…”
I’ll Be Around”
Repeat
VERSE 2 (Dekay & Rukas)
DEKAY
I Wrote To You All the Time Till You Got Out ‘A Prison
But If Ya Gonna Take Dem Drugs We Can't Go On
I Aint Gonna Forget, But Ya Might Be Forgiven
So Fix Yourself up You, Gotta Be Strong
RUKAS
When I’m Annoyed I Think, With Your Love I Can Listen…
See You Are The Reason I Carry On…
I Enjoy A Drink…No More Drugs In My System…
And Again? You Are The Reason I Carry On…
Dekay
Yeah I Hear What Ya Saying but You Gotta Mean It
Coz without Action Doesn’t Mean Shit
You Say you’re Clean Now, And I Do Believe It
But I dont Wanna Cry No More So Best Achieve It
Rukas
Though Quite Talkative I've Matured A Bit
Don’t cry you’re My Chick...I Support Ya Kid
And I Wish You Successes Every Second with You Is Precious
Who Got Ya Back? And I Don’t Need To Give You Six Guesses
Dekay
Yeah I Got Ya Back To Long As You Don’t Go Back To
The Shit That Attract You Don’t Wanna See A Relapse Attack You
Who’s Been On Ya Side? Me that’s who
This Shit Is Permanent You Can See It Like A Tattoo
Hook
“Won’t Let You Down…
You Made A Vow and I’ll Take It for Now…
I’ll be around…
“Fuck Bonnie & Clyde!”
Rukas & Dekay ‘2009
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HOLLYWOOD IS GONE
VERSE 1 (RUKAS)
Tasha hate the taxpayer but don’t break my ashtray
Relax mate I’ll give you some cash later Saturday Tash wake up!
But she don’t coz she’s gone, this is only a song
Ya friend Rukas you know me as John
Ya guardian angel said he got you the homie was wrong
I ask him why? Why won’t he respond? Where is this loneliness from?
Harmonious on the microphone we were strong
We had the most sanctimonious songs
We would drink we had laughs remember me and Martin
And that pink leotards? Jerry started we were last
Sabotage Facebook with the pictures how mad was ah?
Mates took the piss but I had to laugh Tash that was harsh
Ha Ha Ha… good natured though
Couldn’t hate ya Yo! More time? You could a made it blow!
How nervous you were at ya first gig
Didn’t make the last one but I hear ya were sick
Glad I let ya spit that verse on my shit
Make believe from the first was a hit
Blatantly we the persons that did it!
We killed that track, that Darth Vader line I just loved it mate
Janice Alex Cristina round mine just the other day
Reminiscing yeah we laughed and cried Pete played us some hits
Half the night Dekay was in bits
Heaven is what we make of it trust upon it
If that’s official maybe your
Back in Bristol eighty four
Where the Drugs are stronger
Angel dust upon ya blonde with ambition to us Madonna
The glamour sluts a bomber
Christina’s crying these hugs are from her
And Jerry’s here no one loves ya stronger
Plus I wanna say that knowing you was such an honour
This is just a song but trust we’re gonna
All meet again, that mansion in the sky where thugs’ve gone to
My god we took this song to let’em know
Although Hollywood is gone we aint letting go, no!
HOOK
Although Hollywood is gone, gone we aint letting go
My God we took this song to let'em know although
Hollywood is gone we aint never letting go, No!
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I aint got time
Verse 1 - Rukas
So sit tight on the adventure train and
See that boy Rukas reinvent the game and
He got the whole agenda changing
Remember that when ya playing him
Can’t even keep his temper reined in
Too late evil then became him
Ooh then people then proclaim him
A masterpiece you were meant to paint him
They sent many men to tame him
A renegading angel they sent to chain him
Then came Kane tryna bend my brain in
I aint ya brother, friend I aint him!
But I’m able to tend the flame in
My membrane till none of them remaining
I end ya pain when I’m entertaining
I then remain king!
I aint got time
For no clubbing with girls
And I aint got time
For loving myself
And I don’t have the time
I’m stuck in a spell
Oh yeah and I aint got the time for nothing else
So I just give’em hell!
Verse 2 – Dekay
I'm too crazy to leave the house
Even the mad voodoo lady screams "Leave it out!"
I don't breathe I shout obscene and proud
They tried to seal my mouth but syllables keep on seeping out!\
I cause scenes in crowds type of chick to beat my spouse
Like "Stop freaking out we'll see who's fucking bleeding now!"
And my ex-boyfriends a cheating cow\
I'll cut his feet off stick them in his lying mouth and leave him kneeling down\
Its Dekay bitch look at my face
Causing Rukas motherfuckers came to pick up the pace
Other rappers too basic I'm sick of this place
I might be short but you'll still get a kick in the face,
Mate!\ Blad I ain’t got time
Angry like my mum when she ain’t got wine
All that's on my mind is writing rhymes
And I ain’t gonna stop till the world is MINE!!\
Verse 3 – Rukas
A liar is spawned
In the eye of the storm
Savage fire is drawn
A rap messiah is born
The sky it gets torn
When I perform on the stage
Born and raised in the dawning age
Storming the gates, with dormant traits
Born crazed like motherfucking Norman Bates
Down in the lakes look a Haunting takes
Place, from the grave I was formed in rage
Yeah No time for no warm embrace
Yeah No time for no morning grace
When I’m busy tryna shake off the morning shakes
Hitman! Rukas! Dekay! Born in space!
Look out the Celestial Swarm invades
It’s a warning mate!
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Life’s graphic
Life’s graphic, psychopathic type characters
Guys that live inside attics, mad because
Prized habits make’em cry savage, ice addicts,
Hide stashes in the streets? Fights clashes
Innocently disguised madness besides average
Subliminally price captures eyes lavish
Hypnotised masses on the rise fascists
Strike Catholics, white hoods with eye patches
Knife slashes what size? Massive
Six inch wide gashes life flashes he dies tragic
Wife scatters Mike’s ashes outside Paris
Nice Parish despised marriage to dry Sabbath
Jesus Christ raptures on its way Skies black as
Nights as is Wise magicks, recognise that is
Science backwards Assumptions of life crashes,
The lie shatters what the fuck? Life’s graphic
Ayo lifes graphic, like a novel thats been animated
Quite tragic living in a hovel thats contaminated
I light matches as I'm sitting on my white mattress
I might vanish and all that you'll ever find's ashes/
Im stuck in this part like a stereotyped actress,
But I'm savage I damage lives on the right passage
As I write passages these hard guys are quite flacid
My heart aint bitter its alkali like acid/
I grew up, in the place with the knife clashes
Where little boys just grow up to be some wife bashers,
And women spread their legs like rashes,
If you ask em why you can see it in their eyes just how tight cash is,/
I'm an alcoholic I dont give a fuck,
Even though it's killing me still I know that I wont give it up,
You tell me lifes graphic, yeah is it fuck
If you looked into my mind you would see that I aint living bruv/.
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END OF THE LINE
HOOK
Can’t go thru me… what to dooo…
Welcome toooo the end of the line
VERSE 1 (Rukas)
(Where?) The end of the line, (When?) December the 9th I remember the time
Got a 10 minute rime an event what a climb with a friend of mine 10th pint then what I find?
Once again I’m in trouble with the pen what a crime! Man I struggle with this temper of mine,
Then what I find when they enter the mind? Nutin coz them that are blind can’t sense the divine I’m a…
Flashy bastard though… packs sweet bars I know…
Has he mastered flow? WOULDN’T YA KNOW HE HAS
At each aftershow…Black ski mask I roll…
That’s disaster Yo! LOOK AT HIM GO WE SMASH
Thru these weak motherfuckers on the night the one that raps to the beat fuck with Rukas wanna die?
Don’t wanna rap and they go in the bag in a the moment of madness showing’em that…
That’s who to beat but the brothers gonna try
Ha Ha Ha Ha you can’t be serious bruv and I’m on another level of serious stuff
And here he gives a… fuck clearly this shit is tuff!
Haters and critics enough I’m bout ready to snap! The heaviest track the deadliest rap
Heard ya stuff I was like who in the fuck was it that fed me this crap!?
Filling fellas with jealousy they’re unable to tell it as well as me
Fell asleep on a little bit of LSD and woke up in the land where they let us speak
Without hating you… that’s all they can do…
Shits now breaking thru… and it didn’t really matter what I made in the booth
They forsaking the truth and the land
That I’m taking’em too they don’t really understand!
What a day what to do what to plan
That’s the way that it truly began and I’m hated and I do what I can!
HOOK
Can’t go thru me… what to dooo…
Welcome toooo the end of the line
Repeat
VERSE 2 (Dekay)
HOOK
Can’t go thru me… what to dooo…
Welcome toooo the end of the line
Repeat
VERSE 3 (Rukas)
Me and Dekay we can win it we see infinity
Mc’s leaving timidly they don’t want no beef with (INFINITY)
And the minute I’m seeing the target it’s all she wrote I’m bleeding an artist and the walls we coat/
Wit’cha blood enter thee inner darkness and it’s your CO. I’m above…
All these sloppy acts… falsely jockey raps…
All these copycats thinking of names and then I’m in the lobby
All sleep properly as…You’ll see body bags…
Course he probably has ink in my veins and venom in the body
Winning I’m ahead of them and nothing gonna touch us
Thin and I’m intelligent enough I wanna cut this
The thing is I’m a veteran there been a big development
Thinking that their better but nothing on the Rukas
KEEPING IT MOVING AND THEN WITH THE PACE eager to do it and them get a taste/
and I’m leaving a clue at the end of the maze
And I’m deeper than you till the end of ya days hmm
SEE? WHAT I DO WITH THE PEN YOUR AMAZED!/
Since the age of ten a great contender, centre stager then I
Made the men afraid to enter the cage I’m a beast with pen and paper the penetrator
What are you friend or hater? I take ya to the end of the page
End of the line, Hey! End of the days agenda end of an age!
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“SO UNDERRATED is the brain Child of Rukas & Dekay. Written and recorded over a 4 year period, Rukas & Dekay have worked on many songs together. It was only until a fan suggested it would be cool to have them both do a collab album that the project happened. Rukas & Dekay, being very forward thinking and generally excellent examples of perfection and the ultimate pinnacle of mankind's every fondest yearnings, decided that this was actually their idea first, and so stole...err.. That is to say...took the idea back from said fan...and proceeded to execute this dashing, masterful plan of action, with utmost panache and supreme confidence in their superhuman otherworldly rapping abilities. As a intense connoisseur of hip Hop for 20 years now, I can honestly say hand on heart, and without an inkling of a shadow of a doubt, that these 2 London Lyricists are, well...quite frankly the bloody best there is at what they do dash it all! And if I say it, then people had better pay attention or...or...err...or, or they will have missed what I have said. Yes, yes that's it. But I digress...In the entire world, what other rapper can bring it raw like that young Dekay? yet at the same time with delivery of such delicacy and control... and in terms of coaxing emotion from the pen she grips so manically, none can touch her. Look at her go, the plucky young Skamp! I say, good show dear, jolly good show, what what. Rukas also brings his own to the table, with his much vaunted mirror writing, a style of rap named by Dekay on a cold dark...Autumn’s morning. Rukas liked the name and decided to take it. And he did. Yes, Rukas take's it. Ahem.. With his over the top borderline psychotic obsession with making more and more syllables rhyme in a sentence, it beggars the questions..."WHY?...and WHEN will he STOP? And most importantly, did he (as rumours from reliable sources state) make a deal with some Demon from some long lost archaic Nether-World to become this skilled? These and such others are questions we hope this much anticipated album will answer…”
“I have had the...experience of meeting these 2 pen smiths myself. Dekay I met while minding my own business walking through Camden Market with my 2 and a half illegitimate children, trying to find a suitably large pot and hardy scrubber for my stay at home mail order bride whom I purchased from Thailand one...hot sunny night. Her words to me were “BUY MY CD MATE” when I realised who it was, as I am a keen avid follower of Don’t Flop Battle League, I know I know, and what would the boys in the country club say eh? Hah! My little guilty secret, it makes me feel like I am “one with the cool kids you know? Really down with…err..streety stuff….cough…ahem yes well, as I was saying, I said to her, “Oh hello Dekay, yes, I’ve actually gone to a number of your performances, and have gladly purchased all your albums. I have them at home and in the car and I play them all the time” As I said this to her, I could not help but notice that although she was looking right at me in the eyes…she seemed to be…looking through me? I can’t describe it…She didn’t seem….regular is the only way I can put it. Some time passed. And then some more. She was…shaking her bag of CDS and..well..for lack of a better word, brandishing one of them at me. A little frantically I might add also. Just as I was about to ask if she was….okay, she said to me in a very friendly tone “BUY MY CDS MATE” Okaay…I thought it possible perhaps she did not hear me the first time, as it was in the middle of the market and a lot of noise going on. So I repeated loudly for her benefit, that I had indeed fortuitously actually already purchased her albums, and that they had a place of pride at my abode. She was silent for about 37 seconds, and as I was about to break this rather…intense uncomfortable silence with some placating innocuous comment or other, she again said “BUY MY CDS MATE! …at this point I realised there was indeed something very, very wrong with this young lady. I slowly, slowly backed away. Her eyes never left mine…not once. In fact on recall, I did not actually see her blink once at all in the 5 minutes I spent…conversing with..err…at her. I turned around when I was a good safe 30 yards away and nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw that she was still staring at me…right in the eyes…and repeating the mantra “BUY MY CDS MATE, BUY MY CDS MATE, BUY MY CDS MATE,” I looked around to see if anyone else had noticed this extremely…odd behaviour, and improbable as it sounds, it was like they were all used to her!Upon closer inspection, I saw to my utter astonishment, that every single person, had a Dekay album in their shopping bags or hands! I felt…something very fundamentally wrong change in me that one fateful encounter. I no longer go to concerts. I no longer go out at all now. I have Tesco deliver… Everything. Still, there are times when one cannot help but to go out on some important errand or another, and On the many, many times I have encountered Dekay over the years…no words on my part are needed now. I am now the…proud owner of 87 copies of her albums. Yes that’s right. 87 COPIES. OF. EVERY. SINGLE. ALBUM. SHE. HAS. OUT… sigh…I don’t really listen music any more…
Rukas I met while I was helping an old lady down the escalators. He seemed to just abruptly ‘Appear’ in front of me! As I was assisting sweet old Miss Mavis and trying not to stare at her rather disconcerting and oversized wart, which by some ill luck was located bang smack in the middle of her eyes… I mean mathematically right in the middle. How can you NOT look at it? oh, sorry I do go off on my little tangents do I not? (Titter) (Snort) Now where was I? oh that's right. One minute I was staring, I mean looking at sweet old Miss Mavis from number 23, when suddenly this desperate (and frankly quite peculiar) character was in front of me. I was about to ask him to kindly move aside as I was helping sweet old....well, Mavis to get down the escalators, when I glanced over the tanned oiled shoulders of this young ruffian, and with alarm realised poor old Miss Mavis was crashing down the (dangerous sharp made of metal lot of edges) escalators in free-fall, head over heels. To this day I still do not understand how that could have occurred, as she was at least 10 foot from the stairs. Ah well. It was at that point that this fellow, well...aggressively invaded my personal space, and shouted in my face "GIVE ME A WORD THAT RHYMES WITH ORANGES!!!!!!!!!!!" I was...a little bemused, not to mention alarmed at the ferocity of what was just a simple question., And wondered why the answer was so important that it would render the asker like unto a blood crazed raving lunatic…I told him that I wasn’t aware of any words that rhymed with ‘Oranges’ and at that point he completely flipped out. He came up to me nose to nose, all purple faced literally frothing at the mouth eyes bulging and shouted “YES! THERE! IS! WARRANT THIS, FOREIGN KIDS, POLLEN IS, TORRENT PISS, SOLEMN AS! GOD YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME SICK!!! SICK!!! USE YOUR F*UCKING BRAINS NEXT TIME OKAY? F*UCKING BACKWARDS INBRED TWO BOB C*UNT!”
…I was…a little perturbed at this point. He started walking away from me…backwards…and he seemed to be making peculiar noises as he did so…noises akin to…well…a baby lamb? I don’t know what to make of it to this day. But before I could ask why he was walking and making noises in such…a weird off key manner, he promptly lost his footing and fell. All the way down the escalators and landed on top of sweet old Miss Mavis! Last glimpse I ever got of this complete an utter raving lunatic was him shaking her viciously and shouting “GIVE ME A F*CKING GOOD PUNCHLINE! RIGHT! F*CKING! NOW!! GRANNY!!! THAT HAS 11 LETTERS IN AND HAS 23 SYLLABLE’S IN, AND YOU’RE ONLY ALLOWED TO USE SOUNDS THAT HAVE THE ‘S’ SOUND IN THEM! OH, AND IT HAS TO BE ABOUT THE COLOUR BURGUNDY. YOU HAVE 6 SECONDS! DO! IT! NOW! GO!!!!!”…I can say with the utmost confidence that I have never encountered him again. And My last closing word would be to avoid him at all possible costs. Ignore anything he has to say. He’s… not all there if ya catch my drift.
Yours faithfully,
Rukas ‘2013
