A teenage boy wrote sickening raps saying how he felt no remorse after the brutal murder of a factory worker.
Kiyran Earnshaw, 18, and Luke Gaukroger, 16, who previously could not be named for legal reasons,appeared in Leeds Crown Court today after admitting murdering Robert Wilson.
Earnshaw, 18, and Luke Gaukroger, 16, have been sentenced to life with minimum terms of 22 years and 16 years, eight months respectively, for murdering factory supervisor Robert Wilson with more than 100
blows from a samurai sword in Huddersfield.
Mr Wilson, 53, from Birstall, was stabbed to death outside the Thornton & Ross factory in Linthwaite on Thursday, January 16 this year.
During sentencing the judge noted how Gaukroger wrote sickening raps showing him "revelling in the offences".
Mr Justice Lavender quoted the following excerpt: “The last sound he made is a croak, I heard him struggling for his last breath . . .Still stabbing up the guy’s chest, laughing cos my Knife work the best”.
The judge added: “You congratulated yourself on what you call your knife work”.
Another from a rap called "No Remorse" said: "Sitting in the dock, tryna”Show remorse but I don’t feel it”.
Representing Gaukroger, Paul Greaney QC said his client’s ‘dreadful’ lyrics ‘may appear to glorify the murder’ but he has expressed remorse to a probation officer and in a letter to his instructing solicitors, reports Yorkshire Live.
Mr Greaney said the lyrics were a way of ‘working through his immature feelings’ and there was no evidence he had published the lyrics, which he would have tried to do if he was trying to glorify the murder.
The court heard Earnshaw kicked Mr Wilson in the chest then stamped on his head five to six times then stabbed him in the chest ‘with full force’.
Gaukroger, then aged 15, took the sword and stabbed Mr Wilson with 11 full force blows, starting on his back and moving towards his head.
Earnshaw tried to sever his head again before stabbing him multiple times again.
Mr Wilson's colleague John Badejo was also stabbed during the same incident.
Earnshaw also admitted possession of a sword, possession of knife and wounding with intent in relation to Mr Badejo.
Gaukroger's rap lyrics in full:
A detention officer seized seven pieces of paper from the killer's room in May containing rap lyrics.
"Sitting in the dock, tryna
Show remorse but I don’t feel
It an’ I can’t even talk, can’t
Chat ot the judge like ‘I’m
Sorry, I was too f***ed, didn’t
Mean to catch a body’. In all
Honesty I wouldn’t mean it though
Fake apology just to be at home
It wouldn’t work though, cos I killed
A guy with a big long Sammy,
Not a kitchen knife. My Codee
Sat up in Doncaster, FREE MY
GUY KIYRAN, HE AIN’T NO ACTOR
He got nicked with class As
As well. Both bagged on the scene
But we won’t tell. Na, we
Never will snitch on each other. To
You he’s a pyscho. To me, he’s my
brudda And truss me, it worked the
Other way round. If I heard
He had beef I’d put a paigon
In the ground. But now I’m just
Sitting in the pen looking at 15, won’t
See him again or I might get
Hit with less but still 10 years is
A f***ing stress. If it gets droped Down to manslaughter, get get wid a 10."
Another of Gaukroger's raps, which was found on the back of a flyer in his room, said:
"Dip him, leave him drippin’, now my shoes floating in a pool
Burn my kicks, burn my Calvins after, burn that fool
Get round there tryin to turn man ghost
Ya, I’m trying to turn man to a ghost
How’s he 18 and still f**king girls that go to school that night?
I was chillin with Ky, we was tryna bill it but we had to kill it
Big man tried beefin’ so we had to kill it
We was wetting my man up for like 10 whole minute
Cheffin’ him and feds turn up so we had to turn
Yeah, we tried to toe but we got nicked on the scene with a big full of chco
Pepper spray and Taser twice for Ky
F**k the po-po
Free me and the guys, before we wet man up we won’t think twice
In the jail house I’m nice
Can’t wait ‘til I’m free, drinking Henny wid ice"
Two further raps read:
"Why do they talk, I ain’t on violence
Interview, no words, that’s silence
Only ever said two words to the trident: no comment
They’re asking about knifings
Got bagged for a setion 18 but not long after bagged
For a M now I’m just sat wi the lifers
Leg in Weatherby pen pissed off sat
In my cell, I’m still on remand me I got
On the scene I know I ain’t got no chance
I ain’t gonna beat this case you
Shoulda seen my dad’s face watching
CCTV he didn’t wanna believe it
Was me but he knows it was, he knows
It was his son. Feds say I show no remorse
I show no emtion, it was I that got
Him fried it was me that got him bun
Got roun’ there for fun stepped with a
But I wished for a ... yeah, I wished for liv
Sweets so I could burst at these necks
So I could get them down from a range
Call of Duty, taking aim, saying that
Ting and inflict pain, swing that ting and
Inflict damage. Watch them run and lose the
Balance on the floor. There’s red all
Splattered, I mean it looks more like a
[Pod?] had blood all up my guy’s tool. Please
Don’t make me lose my cool. I can’t possibly
Feel cruel. My duty I will inject, I
Don’t give a f**k abouts the feds now your mum’s
Feeling stressed cos her son’s looking all wet"
"Now I’m sitting in jail forgetting ‘bout all you
Necks on the road all of you think you’re bad but you
Ain’t bad on your own. Step up into my zone, I’ll
Show you that I’m on smoke. I’ll be dishing out
Multiple pokes, you won’t like me when I’m mad like
Hulk bro, I’ll show you my maximum smoke blade
Went in and out, made him choke
Pupils dilate like he’s on coke
The last sound he made is a croak
I heard him struggling for his last breath when
He gave up, said wag warn to death I was
Still stabbing up the guy’s chest, laughing cos my
Knife work the best
Sammy made the Don hit the deck, no cap man.
Was chopping at his neck, us man almost detatched his
Head. Can only imagine how much he bleed over
100 wounds up his body, that’s what fed told me n My Donny. OML I’m spitting the truth I don’t
Tell no lies in the booth"