Dan Le Sac Vs Scroobius Pip: Angles

Things in life arent always quite what they seem,
theres more than one given angle to any one given scene.
So bare that in mind next time you try to intervene
on any one given angle
to any one given scene.

My names Mark, I go to Uni and College,
dont socialise that much,
I just revise and build knowledge.
At times I find that I become a virtual recluse
and let my belt of interruption hang decisively loose.
But I came here to learn, thats the life that I choose
and if people think Im boring then they can bring their abuse.
See, a lot of people think Im boring and say that maybe Im a weirdo and maybe Im gay but thats cool,
cause when I get a good job and good pay Ill get a house for just my brother and me some day.
Thats the reason Im here,
just to build for my future.
If it means better grades Ill even sleep with my tutor.

Things in life arent always quite what they seem,
theres more than one given angle to any one given scene.
So bare that in mind next time you try to intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene.

My names Paul, Ive been a guard for six months and the shop that I guard is better than most dumps and I like it here, my boss is a pro, hes taught me tricks of the trade other guards wouldnt know. Hes taught me in this game theres some rules you gotta bend and not to forget these thieving pricks aint your friends and appearance is key theres a message to send and above all its your fellow guards to defend. Today my boss was stabbed by some low-life psycho, Hes in hospital now so every night thats where I go, hes on the brink but hes showing no fear though cause if he dies there, hell be dieing a hero.

Things in life arent always quite what they seem, theres more than one given angle to any one given scene. So bare that in mind next time you try to intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene.

My names Keith, I aint so much a racist. But if one reached out their hand I'd decline their embrace. I work security in a shop, in charge of 5 other guards, I got all their respect cause I run this shit hard. I nicked one kid today, didnt show enough respect and attention. I grabbed him by his neck as my form of redemption. Didnt do no harm, just made sure that it hurt, it aint going by the book but believe me it works. Then I sent him on his way, this little shit knows the score now. I saw a little bit of fear, he wont darken my door now. Thats what I do, stop these kids from decline, do what their parents wont do. Put down some boundaries and lines.

Things in life arent always quite what they seem, theres more than one given angle to any one given scene. So bare that in mind next time you try to intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene.

My names Billy. Ive been beaten since I was three, Mum died when I was born and Dad takes it out on me. He aint a bad man, He just gets drunk and feels alone, I tend to go for walks and hope hes asleep when I get home. Dont like to talk about it though. As I said, it aint his fault, it only happens when hes drunk as a last resort. Wanted to get him a gift, to show my support, but had no money and I stole and I guess I got caught. At times like that, I tend to switch of my mind, stare blankly into space and let what happens unwind. I seemed to anger this guard, he put his hands around my neck, he said its time for me to learn some manners and respect. It hurt. But Ive had worse before, it made me realise life is just a series of wars. I went straight home that day and locked the bathroom door. Took a blade to both wrists, they wont hurt me no more.

Things in life arent always quite what they seem, theres more than one given angle to any one given scene. So bare that in mind next time you try to intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene.

My names Mark and today I was told my brother is dead. I returned home from university, tears on his bed. On his pillow I found his suicide note and read what had happened that day and what had fucked up his head! The anger I felt there are no words to express, I filled with so much rage there is no way to digest. I grabbed a knife, I went to town, it was time to regress. Back to an eye for an eye, last breath for last breath. I went straight up to the counter, I said Id like to speak to the guard who nicked my brother on Tuesday of this week. As the girl knocked on the door and disappeared out of sight, I put my hand in my pocket, gripped the knife tight. This was it, as she pointed me out to the guard, My hand began to shake I held the knife so hard. As he approached me, there was nothing to say. I stabbed that Fucker eight times, before they could take me away.

Things in life arent always quite what they seem, theres more than one given angle to any one given scene. So bare that in mind next time you try to intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene.