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I have a lot to learn...
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IP:
..well…….
“Well, it all started back in high school… in the prime a my life
I was a good kid, just tryna do right.. straight grades, an honourable tyke
Loved my friends n’ family, but you know how shit gets worse, man..
My parents broke up.. but by the looks of ya, you’d know that shit first hand
Anyway, they broke up right.. wanted to stay wit mom, but I lost her
She got a new man straight away… Forgot all about me n’ my father
We moved up coast, pretty shabby place… but meh.. life was peaceful
First day a school… But now I realize I made friends with the wrong kind a people..
The closest one of which his name was eric.. Ignored the blue he was reppin
As we became brothers, he introduced me to thugs, drugs, then moved onto weapons..
A new way of life…. They taught me how to thug n’ I learnt it
Changed from straight a’s at school to carryin guns without permits..
A few years down the wrong track…
A couple years after we all dropped outta school, still we gangster
Notorious, livin us against the world just like big n’ pac was
Hussle to survive, we depended on eachother so fam not gon’ be leavin’ me
No other choice… We livin’ lean, everything we gain, get, or got was illegally
One time, one of my homies, sparked some beef with a cat tryna rep his crew
Badmouthin’ us, callin us pussy.. ya know.. just ya all round aggressive dude
But the rest of my fam aint take it so lightly… a peaceful crew was good while it lasted
But cos a some hard headed bastard that cracked em.. Some shit talking dudes’ll get blasted
So that night, unwillingly I was taken to an abode, where we was ready to brawl n’ bust
Prayed to god fa luck.. but our big heads prevented visions of what we had in store for us..
Maybe if I wasn’t there…….
Pistol was cocked.. we were ready to jump in from the porch, my homie kicked in the door
Straight away them cats went from sittin on couches playin cards n puffin dope to hittin the floor
I regretted getting involved, these cats were not to be fucked with, killin, bustin n gunnin
All out gat fight.. laughin till one of our own copped two in the ribs n’ one in the stomach
They all was yellin “Yo, simms!?! grab the shotty, its down tha hall, up in a cupboard?!”
We all had pistols.. shit.. Me n eric ducked under some cover.. “Cmon man we gotta do sumthin?!”
I peeped round the corner, looked back n Erics in the front doorway, “YO, man why you runnin?!”
He turned, looked me in the eyes… then sprinted off like the word “family” was nothing
I was like shit.. Alone in this house, men from both clicks dead, feelin played n abused
We was erased as a crew.. n im fucked.. hearin sirens, but im shocked here betrayed n confused
If I try makin a move for the door them other dudes’d leave my sprayed, so im screwed n’ defenceless
As the cops entered, the enemies escaped by overly measures.. out the back door, n over some fences..
So yeah..
And that’s how I got here .. now im jus sittin here talking to ya.. youre telling me ya story next though..”
“nah.. trust me, you wouldn’t like it.. yours is way worse.. bein betrayed n put on death row”
“Its not as bad as ya think.. My dad OD’d soon after I left school.. Maybe ill see him again..”
“Yeah a lotta cats I knew got killed too.. lookin forward to seen old fam, n seein my friends”
“yeah word.. after the shit that happened to my LOYAL bros, it hurt to pass the aftermath, n bodies..”
“I know how ya feel.. wasn’t gonna tell ya… but… im Simms.. the cat they asked to grab the shotty”
“DAMN.. you serious?? Shit.. you aint as bad a guy as my homies told me ya whole crew was..”
“He told ya we was bad??? Haha.. you got no idea how much shit that dude talked..”
“Fuck.. so here we are, on death row for nothing.. cos of some bitch with an itchy trigger n gun under his belt..”
“ah well… we cool.. some peeps on death row go to heaven.. But I know that cats goin to hell..”
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