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Beef In The Streets - ft Dekay - Prod Jsantana and Errol Beats - (Mastered)

from APPRENTICE TO THE WORD (Episode 2) - (2010) by Rukas

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Plot;


The sun sets over the city, a sense of unease settles over the streets. Tensions have been simmering for weeks, and the air is thick with the threat of violence. Suddenly, the calm is shattered by the sound of gunfire and screams.


Rival gangs, armed with automatic weapons and a desire for revenge, clash in the streets. The sound of gunfire echoes through the city, as bullets fly back and forth like deadly rain. The once-busy streets are now a battleground, with gang members and innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire.


Police officers, dressed in riot gear, rush to the scene, trying to restore order and protect the citizens. But the situation is dire, and the gangs are determined to fight to the death. The sound of sirens fills the air, as ambulances race to the scene to tend to the wounded.


Mothers weep for their sons, as they watch the chaos unfold before their eyes. Children cower in fear, hiding behind their parents as the violence rages on. The streets are slick with blood, and the smell of gunpowder hangs heavy in the air.


Despite the efforts of the police, the violence continues to escalate. The gangs are well-armed and well-organized, and they will stop at nothing to gain control of the city. The situation is spiraling out of control, and the future looks bleak.


As the night wears on, the body count rises, and the city is plunged into darkness and despair. The streets are filled with the sounds of gunfire and screams, and the once-thriving city is now a battleground. The future of the city and its citizens hangs in the balance, as the gang warfare rages on, with no end in sight...

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BEEF IN THE STREETS

Too much friction on road...always has been...alas at this rate...always will be.

Verse 1 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 aint forgot’em, guns are firing
Police want answers none supply'em, 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 neighbour’s 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!

Hook

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

Verse 2 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 c.d 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
It’s evident, we need some more facilities
Divided gangs are making war like they’re the fucking military
Undercover sinners be, spilling blood invisibly
And kids don’t wanna be doctors they wanna grow up to be killers see!

Hook

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

Verse 3 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
My mate Kenneth had heart his fake tenner’s 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?

Hook

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!

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