Originally Posted by
Dukey B
Taken from a track called Koncept, Please submit any comments, good or bad, thanks
Dukey B is not me,
I am Just a Koncept,
a Visionary of all omissions,
and/now* thats Hard to accept,
When I leave this life and Find a Higher Place to Dwell
all I could Ever say*... I did it all for the Hard Sell.
Soft Cell...only mere Mortal,
So I sit back and wait for this all ta,
blow over, Duck and Cover,
I made this shell a Shelter.
Cos inside burned the fire
so hot it could melt ya
my soul began to swelter,
In a Concrete Jungle,
It'd make all hell Break loose,
Stampede to the flow
and I spared the Abuse
But whats a Rope with No noose?
Hang ya head in shame,
We be pointing fingers,
but who's really to Blame?