Monday, 4 August 2014

How MUCH MORE Stupid Can Some People GET?

If it was me, and I was trying to get into the good books of someone that is basically telling me that he is counting down the days till he kills me, I would at least try NOT to do the things that irritate him, but I have to say this, I have NEVER seen someone that is so... stupid... as this silly woman!
So, its raining, and I am stuck in kalk bay, under the building actually, and after I see red-breeches walking modelesque as she thinks that maybe I am somehow going to transfer my interest to her, I could have told anyone that cared to listen what would happen next. She would come out. Nothing's changed, and I wonder what makes the woman thinks she is so special that she is exempt from the simple rule that would, if it came to that, spare her life:- please me and live, otherwise, DIE.
I think she actually thinks me seeing her in that blasted office, associated STILL to the likes of mike, and her dressing so sluttishly, is NOTHING, I will find myself overwhelmed just by the mere sight of her. Never have I come as close to the conclusion that I would personally strangle her as today, when she comes out, and is talking to some guy and they are pointing to something either across the road or at the harbour house. Just like when she was showing off the etios, like I do not know the difference between wheel arches and a steering wheel. I wonder if she knows just what kind of danger she IS in by trying my patience like she does!
I think she deliberately overlooks the fact that, like it or not, I am the ONE person that one does NOT cross, because I hold even her pathetic life in my hands,  and right now, I am feeling particularly pissed off with her, because she persists in taking me for some unreasoning fool!
The song says it all

never dis the man
with the handle
the one who's got the title...

and if you ever dis the man with the handle
the one whose got the title
then you'll be someone he dont know



I find all those things that I had tried to chuck aside all coming to the fore, and by God, I feel like crushing the life out of that silly bitch! I was not even thinking much about what happened in the past, because that is very irritating to me, but now, I can think of nothing else, but the various humiliations I have suffered at the hands of this woman. And she probably thinks that everything will work out all right, that no one will die, that I will spare her miserable life, and I do not have to go anywhere, because she is appointed to make sure I am stuck here  by some deity that I know nothing about. Hell, this is one thing I will be glad to show her up with! I am getting upset! VERY upset.
still no love none of them whores...
nothing more need fir disclose
[prince] are the dapper blessed with the
best metaphors
them cant test all my inflows
thats why all the fake ones them getting exposed...
blow them up make them explode
out of the cosmos
make them know we are the utmost

coz we be keeping it live
and we dont be talking that jive
dutty blazing it over jive
we nuh  backslide
coz we everyday pon the campaign
non stop we riding this train...


I did not ask to lord it over this world, but by God, I am the LORD, and only a very, very stupid fool persists in thinking that I am or can be anything else. Ha ha, maybe your eyes are glued shut and you can not read properly, but only a real fool keeps on carrying on like there is no immediate danger looming ahead.
I wanted to let God go ahead and do His bit, but fuck that, I am taking over. I am going to rain down my rage on you fools. I am not taking a backseat anymore. Oh, hell, NO!

Everybody answers to ME, and the funny thing is this, I am NOT going to question anyone about anything. I have already decided that everyone dies, and so, well, die!



Get it into your thick heads, that there does NOT exist anyone that is my equal, there does not exist anyone that is even LIKE me, and I am unique in a way that NONE of you will ever, ever comprehend, so never assume that I will ever be able to fit into any shoes you design for me. I am quite simply... different. I march to the beat of my own drum, and even if something I say seems unreasonable, if it is what I have decided, it is because that, to me, is the best choice, and like it or not, it is MY choice that stands.
Stupid me, I was at one time blaming God because it seemed I was putting someone through ... unnecessary pain, and I put my own life on hold because it seemed she was bothered that I had promised I would kill her brother for the stunt she and he pulled, but hell, nobody tied their hands to do it. I suppose the only  thing that she may regret if she regrets anything is that the plan, whatever it was, did NOT succeed. So, I make you pay. Simple. You dis me, you pay the price. Piss me off and feel my rage. NO exceptions. So, do not think I will shed tears or look twice when you look at me like I am some heartless person; I was happily living my life, blissfully unaware of you, till you decided to make yourself very obvious, and then started making my life a living misery. I wonder what you wanted;- to see if you could get the maverick to bow down to your whims? Well, you picked the wrong guy to mess with.
You will definitely pay, and trust me, when I say pay, I mean more than a million times what the actual damage was worth. You have not shed tears yet, the days are now starting when your voice will fade away because you can not wail anymore, as you grasp just how ruthless and how indifferent to any silly hypocritical appeals I am. 



...watch it make me show them how me do it
coz this is how the dutty get the true kicks
to school  them in the do-it
 year after year them cant dispute this
real dancehall its undiluted

so listen me
those who player-hate and keep on dissing me
tell em say them can not stop the synergy
them could are never limit me
matter how them mimic and them gimmic me
tell them say them can not stop me energy
I'm giving them the trinity

Of course, I never did like and I never will love fans, so, fuck it, lets just say that battle lines have been drawn and I am about to get very nasty. Is there a motherfucking song that can capture my mood and just send it out there as is?


Yeah, well, this comes close, but I feel something is definitely lacking>>>>


we nuh cos cos we nuh wear frock
... me nuh girl me nuh wear pretty finger
twelve gauge spell it bust fling them through window
i'm ready now
who did I chat
gully side we are action pak
no cos cos, no lip lip , no parade
I'm ready now
who did I chat
gully side we are action pak
no beat round the bush, no go away and come back
RIGHT now we are action pak

Let me see every light inna de air

from your born bad
bravery, bravery we bad
we crazy
big badness turn up
when time the alien them they step out
90's them no bad like we
what them talking about?

Ha ha ha, I had no idea that THIS is what He meant when He spoke of something happening this week, but then, I should have known. NOTHING but my anger is going to get me out of here, and hell, I may as well use it. Oh, yeah-ssss!I mean, on one hand, I face going home, and on the other, there is the re-opened wound that is making me so pissed off that I feel like exploding just holding it in, and I want for a change to have someone else feeling that pain.Come to think of it, nobody actually SEES that I am serious about any of this, because if they DID, they would not even try to get anywhere NEAR me, but I see some people ... ha ha ha, keep it up, and you will see just how... DEADLY... serious I am. Anyway, it is to be somehow... soon, so I am not that worried.
God still has me tied up to something here, and I am not so sure I am fully extricated from everything, so, I am not going to try to explode till I am sure of my ground. BUT explode I WILL, and this is gonna be spectacular, believe you me.




Crazy!
Oh, yes, well, it would not be fitting to bring on spragga benz and not his friend, would it, and on the same riddim?



the one who have fir holla who no want fir see we nice

the one who have fir holla who no want we fir rejoice
... but you are never gon see we giving up we gonna fight...

when you see a ghetto youth become a champion
if are have the music you be safe inna your mansion...

we never used to rob them
we never see your handbag and your jean
and feel we have fir grab them
so whatdis?
***********

Ja man!
This a AK

we ready fir play it
this a AK
follow make me sway it...

we are the ruffest
our style them are the tuffest...
we bust it up, yes
we shed no tears, nuff said

...all are who try make mention of me name
word is wind
you are talking in vain
assassin and a sniper is one and the same
coz when me are sniper me nuh miss where aim...

OK, some damian marley and I am done, "see it den how the innocent going up in vapours...."