XXXTENTACION - Don't Test Me
Hello blazers, NFKRZ here.
How are you guys doing welcome to a brand new video.
If you guys were wondering how I am doing today,
well, um, two days ago I got jumped and I got my nose broken.
Yes, I wish that this was clickbait.
You guys can probably see it pretty well right now.
Honestly like half of my face is swollen as fuck.
I got a black eye and shit. And my nose is fucked up my life is literally over right now.
But yeah guys a lot of you are probably very very confused to what happened and, well, I'm going to get into details.
I'm gonna explain everything, and I just want to say this before we get into this:
I did not act very smart in this situation.
Not in the sense that I created or instigated the conflict, but I could have avoided it.
So basically this happened two days ago. Here, guys, you can see some pictures,
which I took right after I came home after I got hit. This basically happened across the street from my house.
This is why I got home and took these pictures immediately. As you guys can see in those pictures
my nose is even more fucked up than it is right now.
It's completely sideways. The doctors had it, you know, put in place for me, however,
it's still not perfect, and I'm really insecure that it might never come back to what it was before.
Today I'm just gonna get into it. I'm not gonna lie about anything, I'm gonna tell you the inside story.
Okay, so basically it was the late evening of Saturday.
I invited some of my friends over because
I had a— my house was free at the moment, and so two of my friends came to my house and the majority
people hadn't come yet, so we decided that we're gonna hit the liquor store.
We're gonna come out there, buy something, and then come back, and it's literally— it's literally, like, across the street from my house.
I'm looking at it right now, where it all happened.
So basically there's three of us and we walk into a liquor store, and in the liquor store,
we see there are two dudes that are like in their early or mid 40s, like, 40-45 years old, or something like that.
Just to give a bit of a context, one of the guys was average height and the other guy
was like an absolute fucking giant. You can understand right, I'm a Pareto guy.
I'm 6'4", okay. This dude was not only taller than me, but he was like three times wider than me.
He was fucking scary, okay.
So basically we walk into the store, we decide what we wanna buy, and one of the dudes—the smaller one—comes up to us.
And he looks drunk. He looks funny, or something like that.
He starts going something like, uh, he basically started talking to my friend.
I did not even hear what he was saying. So basically, apparently, from what my friend told me later,
is that he was asking us to buy them a bottle of beer, or something like that.
Apparently there's some broke-ass niggas who trying to get YouTuber money.
I did not even hear what he was saying and he was just, you know, he was just standing like this.
He was drunk, and I just looked at him like that.
You know, with like a little smirk on my face or whatever. And the giant guy said to the smaller guy like,
"Yeah fuck off. Let's just go and—"
Well, that's it. We we bought our shit,
and we went outside the liquor store. And as soon as we walk out the liquor store those two dudes
they start screaming at us. Shit like, "Yeah, what bitch-asses. Why are they trying to laugh at us?
Why're they smiling at us? There, you think we're funny bitch? You think we're funny?"
And the way they talked was a lot like a jail, like prison-inmate jargon that Russians use.
Like, Russian inmates. And honestly, I would not be surprised if these guys were inmates. Like, ex-inmates.
And at this point I started acting stupid, because we should have just started running.
But instead of that I tried talking to him, and I was like,
"Yo, no, brah. We weren't laughing at anybody. You got us— you guys are confused, dude.
We're not we're not laughing at anybody."
And so it happened that my friends and me, we got sort of separated from each other because
the huge guy was basically holding my friends.
And he was like scaring them or whatever, and the smaller guy was talking to me.
It basically just happened in a split second.
First he hit me in my side, and then he hit me like that in my face.
*stutters in Russian*
The hit was pretty good, because I fell on my ass.
And at that point it was basically over.
Now you might say, "Why didn't your friends basically start fighting them because they, you know, because the guy punched you?"
Well because honestly, neither me nor my friends are really, like, boxing match geniuses or some shit like that.
Like honestly I've never been in a proper fight in my fucking life, and I'm trying— I'm not trying to act like [???] here,
or I'm not trying to lie to you guys and say that I killed them both right after I got punched.
That was not the case.
So basically he hit me, I fell on my ass, and my nose started bleeding really really badly.
To me, at that point, it was obvious he broke my nose because I was literally washing my face with blood.
It was it was insane. So the big guy was still, like, holding my friends or doing something to them, I don't know.
Apparently they also got hit a little bit, but not as hard as me.
And so I stood up, I'm literally watching my face with my own blood, and the big guy—who is who's a giant,
who's actually fucking scary, who's a giant even to me, and I'm 6'4", okay.
Keep in mind all of us were like 18-20 and these guys were like 40-45. What the fuck.
So I'm literally holding my nose hair and the guy walks up to me and he's like,
"So, you know, what're we gonna do about the situation, brah?"
And I'm like, what? Okay, what the fuck do you want from me?
Because at this point I already got hit pretty badly. Like, my nose is fucking broken.
You know I didn't want to also get punched by the big-ass dude because, like, already—
my nose is already broken and that guy's punch could actually unironically fucking kill me at this point.
A lot of you guys probably judge me here, and say that if you were in my place
you'd probably kill them all with your bare hands, and you would destroy these dudes.
Well, I don't know. Honestly, a lot of you, if you were in my place, you'd probably shit your pants just like me.
I'm not trying to be hard right now, I'm just saying how it is.
Like, we were discussing this with Pyrocynical after this happened and Pyrocynical said that
Yeah, exactly.
So basically what it all boiled down to was that the big guy's guy— basically he asked me to buy them vodka.
So that was pretty much the entire premise of this.
We did not do anything to trigger them to
just start, you know, just start jumping on us. We do not do shit.
They just wanted to get a profit from us or shit because they just seemed— we're just some kids.
There's some grown-ass men who are taking literal kids— with just 18-20 year-old kids.
It's fucking ridiculous to me.
So basically I had no choice: either I'm getting killed on the spot,
or I'm going into the store and buying this dude's vodka, which is what I did. I went into the store,
and I'm literally bleeding all over the place, and the people in the store like,
"Uh, yeah, do you maybe need to call the police?" And you know, at that point,
I thought maybe I should stay in the store and call the police and, you know, the police could handle this
But then I thought that two of my friends are outside right now and lord knows
what could happen to them.
And I'll be inside the store this entire time waiting for the police to come. I don't know, it kind of felt shitty—
shitty thing to do, right. And, as well, if you call the Russian police in such cases
they usually just take everybody who participated in the event, like, they just take them to, like, a police station
and they just start interrogating you for, like, inside a night long.
So I didn't want that shit to happen, so I was like, "No don't call the police, I'm just gonna buy this shit, and I'm gonna fuck off."
So basically I bought a bottle of, like, the cheapest vodka, I came out and gave them one and then
they were like, "Yeah now fuck out of here." And so, like, I was at that point already shit my pants.
Well, not literally, but, you know, figuratively speaking. And so we ran off, okay. So then I came home,
I washed away the blood and shit like that, took a couple of pictures to make it a thumbnail later, and basically
I just noticed that my nose was completely fucked up, and I didn't know what to do, honestly.
A lot of people who— because I had invited people over to come to my house, a lot of them were saying like,
"Oh, it's not a big deal, it's not that bad."
But then my girlfriend actually convinced me into actually going to the doctors immediately and
getting it fixed, which I ended up doing. So big thanks to her for actually convincing me to do it.
Otherwise I probably— my nose would be even more fucked up right now.
In the middle of the night, so basically, I went to the doctors and they kind of fix my nose a little bit
literally using fingers. It became a bit more straight because after the punch it was actually ridiculously crooked.
Like, I was looking like Stephen Fry at that point.
And yeah, so basically that is what happened. And now, guys, you probably have a lot of questions.
You probably guys have a lot of questions regarding "am I going to report this to the police?"
And on that, I'm still not sure,
but I'm thinking that I would not because, actually, my uncle is, like, a really big—
he has a really big position in the police and he said that—well, he's not in my city, he's another region of the country.
However, he said that in a lot of those situations that are similar to this,
The cops just don't really want to investigate and they just never find these kinds of people. And even if they do find them them,
there is a possibility that those guys would be just let off and they will actually find out about my whereabouts
and who I am. And you know I don't really want these fuckers watching me outside of my fucking house.
I don't want— I don't want myself to go out and go to my university and get my ass beat
or get kill or some shit like that, you know. It's pretty scary.
And you gotta understand that the Russian police are this time [???] It's just pretty fucking bad.
And I'm not really sure that reporting this to the police could even do anything that's beneficial for me.
I think it's gonna only do me more damage.
And it's just gonna waste a shit ton of my time which I already don't have because I have to study,
I have to make YouTube videos, I have to do all sorts of shit.
And I really have no time to report to the police and visit the police station and file reports or whatever or some shit like that.
It is gonna take so much time.
And then the next question I have is just: why? Okay, first of all yes, I understand
we didn't do shit to these guys, and they just wanted to get something from us.
That's why they attacked us. And I was basically the one who got hit the hardest. My nose is fucked up.
I understand that these people are just retarded gopniks and it doesn't matter to them.
They would just, you know, fuck with you, whatever you do. But it still boggles me.
They're literally grown-ass, like, 45-year-old men
and they're attacking some fucking 18-19-20-year-old kids. Is that— is that like— is that cool?
Is that cool by the rules of the jailhouse or whatever?
I really think so. What I'm saying is that they saw that we're younger,
and they assume that we don't really have any chance of beating them.
And maybe we would have had if any of us were, like, KSI boxing fighters.
However, I've never been in a fight in my life. Well, I've been in one, but in that fight as well,
it kind of— other people did all of the job for me, and I genuinely just try to avoid situations like this.
I'm not a really conflicting person. So yeah, there's just so many questions in my mind
and it really annoys me that the fact that they're basically got fuck— they got away with it.
Not only they bit my ass, and they they broke my nose, they also got free vodka from me.
I'm a complete bitch-ass after that, okay.
But at that point it was actually about saving my life, because I was not sure who these guys were.
They were old as fuck, they could have been, like, ex-inmates or something like that.
They could just not give a fuck and they could murder you on the spot and just go back to jail and come out, like,
ten years later, and do the same shit all over again.
Maybe, like, they're so fucked in the head that it doesn't even matter to them that would kill a person for a bottle of vodka.
It's fucking ridiculous. And you know, thinking about it now, I actually got off quite easily.
It could have been a lot worse, but... You know, the only thing I'm praying now is that, you know, I have really bad, like,
swelling here, as you can see. And, you know, my skin is extra greasy because of the ointment
I put in it to sort of, you know, remove it. And as you can see as well, my lips are fucked up because he hit me sort of like this.
So yeah, it's pretty fucked up and I guess if my nose doesn't come back like it was before,
I guess I have to get, like, plastic surgery or something. Or I just have to learn and live with it and
maybe not make such a big deal out of it.
But I can feel, honestly, that this will be a pretty big insecurity for me because, you know,
I always thought that "I have an okay face" and now that shit has been destroyed because my nose is way different.
And I just cannot ignore it every time, even when I'm looking, now, in the viewfinder of the camera.
I cannot ignore it and it annoys me so much.
So yeah guys, that was pretty much the story of how I got jumped.
Honestly, I'd never wish all this on anyone to happen and I would try to avoid situations like this as much as possible in the future.
I'll probably buy something for self-defense like pepper spray some shit like that.
Well, you cannot— I could have bought a gun, but you cannot legally own guns in Russia.
I mean, you can, but it's very very hard. But yeah, you know, I decided to be edgy on Instagram
and I posted a picture of myself being, you know, with my bloody face. And a lot of people were very concerned.
They were like, "What the fuck is going on?" So, I felt like I had to make this video because, you know, also I
got all the shit on my face, and if I just made a video not explaining anything,
and I just made a video with this on my face with my nose fucked up.
And, you know, people will be like, "What the fuck happened to you brah?"
So you know I just had to make this video otherwise people be very confused.
But yeah guys I guess that's going to pretty much do it for today's video if you guys did enjoy it
please make sure to slap the motherfucking like button on it and I will see you guys in the next one.
Peeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaacccce.