‘Please tell me what goes on in my head,
I think it’s high time that I talked to Ted,
When smashed talk trash or depraved in bed,
With a brass just met now bobbing her head,
See red every time I seem to get ahead,
Feels like water, forever I tread,
My mind leaves orbit when can afford it,
Sordid and on the sly I record it,
Pay to degrade until I’m exhausted,
Don’t do home-grown, only imported,
Ideally sweet petite blonde and Nordic,
Briefly good, now I’ll reward it,
Don’t seek praise nor to be applauded,
Simply sick, name a bug and I’ve caught it,
Anything that I can crush I’ll snort it.
Love to go abroad just to get deported.’
‘I’m an angry pole cat to poke at,
Want to retreat to hills which are snow-capped,
48 straight’s the rate I might slow at,
I’m unconcerned at what time you close at,
Unaware nor care when and where we spoke at,
Remember nowhere yet everywhere known at,’
‘Shadily eyes meet with the neighbour,
As random ladies leave my bed chamber,
In tandem counting cash I just gave her,
She’s unamused by my lewd behaviour,
Should feel ashamed yet tickles me pink,
Hate to be blamed, yet kick up a stink,
Light up a flare as I’m watching you sink,
Walk past a Nun and give her a wink,
When had a drink couldn’t care what you think,
Only sating innate craving’s important,
Working my way through my drug assortment,
If anything is wet I become an absorbent,
So quick to forget a volcano dormant,
I can’t reason with nightclub doormen,
How one’s lifespan can radically shorten,
I can’t fly if my wingspan won’t broaden.’
‘I’m an angry pole cat to poke at,
Want to retreat to hills which are snow-capped,
48 straight’s the rate I might slow at,
I’m unconcerned at what time you close at,
Unaware nor care when and where we spoke at,
Remember nowhere yet everywhere known at.’
‘Avoid backmarkers, only do lapping,
Utter contempt for those I see slacking,
Utter contempt for those I sent packing,
With a broken nose for lip, shit chatting,
Resent won’t repent, leave head scratching,
Deceitful to people like tits in padding,
We’re not equal, your share I’m having,
Not unaccustomed to a spot of bother,
Not unaccustomed to a felt collar,
All I encounter out are cannon fodder,
No will, to become an old codger,
Scoff down a donor quicker than Rick Wallah,
Insatiable, need more like Roger,
Incurable like the warts on your todger,
No hits, yet throw hissy fits like Madonna,
Till a gonna, endeavour to come a cropper.’
‘I’m an angry pole cat to poke at,
Want to retreat to hills which are snow-capped,
48 straight’s the rate I might slow at,
I’m unconcerned at what time you close at,
Unaware nor care when and where we spoke at,
Remember nowhere yet everywhere known at.’
Raconteur is an independent Hip Hop artist from London who’s now being played regularly across many US radio stations, most
recently featuring twice on ChuckD’s radio show ‘AndYouDontStop’. He’s also been featured in various music magazines and blogs being touted as ‘An extraordinary artist ready to explode onto the scene.’...more
Soulful and funky, the Nottingham rapper's latest features guest appearances from CRIMEAPPLE, Vandal Savage and Yumah. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2024
