th following ill ass shit you are about to hear is based on actual events.........and shall not be reproduced without the express written consent of Damani-DaGrinch.....lol

black text= Damani-DaGrinch
blue text= mah concience

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all of us have our better half//thats me the concience//
but when we high and drunk cuz// we think thats nonsense//
so i cut the voice out// hey what are you doin//
cuz i gotta get my money now// screw it lets do it//

I never thought this shit could ever happen in my life// high speed chase with the wheel in my left and the blunt in my right// but ill start this tale off from the very begining// how it went from a normal day to crashing a car up in eppely// i started off skippin school gettin bent off da henney// tryin to get head from lori, precious, or that bitch jenny// but it took a turn fo da worst when the homey came through// talkin bout a convertible on 63rd and maple// we only 3 blocks away and the time is tickin// if we hurry the fuck up than we can make this car missin// but right then is when motha fuckin concience came in talkin bout// dont get yourself into this sticky situation// your lifes already fucked up// dont make it worse// locked up for 10 to life wishin for death and a hearse// just imagine your mother gettin that call on the cell// your son is in jail// damn son dont you think shell be hurt// thats when i cut the voice out and i fuckin ignored it// alcahol has my decision making distorted// well if you aint listenin than take this shit as a warnin//

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well why we wastin time// lets go right now// thats when kevin cracked a smile and said i knew youd be down// now we runnin down the block steady up on the sneak// tryin to creep on the car and be indescreet// jumped in the shit skirted out and smashed down the street// now we rollin 4 deep// stuntin in a new car drunk and sommore cronned// not knowin where the fuck we are// after that we tried to hit the weed spot but they was a little paranoid thinkin white ass kevin was a fuckin cop// by now its half past 11 o'clock// we was rollin tha strip and took a right on dodge when suddenly we caught sights of an undercover cop// he pulled up on my left and threw the blue light on top// but that just made me go faster than old dirty bastard after he stabbed her// then i heard a voice yell WHAT A DISASTER!!!// i tried to warn you bout this shit but my opinion dont matter// pull over, turn yourself in before it gets worse// before the motha fuckin pigs bullets disperse// i can see it in the daily paper tomorrow morning// car theif saw the officers and started stormin// within minutes 5 persuing officers were swarmin// shots were fired through his rear winshield cuz he failed to yield// officer davis stated that he had a weapon concieled// two bullets missed and one went through the back of his head// the car spun and crashed the passengers were instantly dead// do you really want that for you and your friends// whats it gonna take to fuckin shut you up// ima hit this blunt and run// cuz its my life and i aint gettin caught//

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now the chase is on/ i said i aint gettin caught and i fukin meant it/ runnin from the cops my concience and a 10 year sentance// exceeding speeds of 95 through residential benson// by now one more unit is involved in the chase// and i realized this aint driver or some video game// these motha fukin pigs aint that easy to shake// then....bitch in the back seat screamed and broke my concentra-tion/ i reached back to slap her motha fuckin face... when// i accidentally jerked the wheel heard the tires squeel and we started to spin//we slid a bit and almost wrapped it on a pole// but a moment before impact i regained control// than someone screamed WHOA!!!! THAT WAS FUCKIN CLOSE// i looked around the car and nobody had said a word than i realised it was my bitch ass concience that a nigga heard// just stop the car and make your fuckin hands raise// tyronne's cousin jenna works for the state and shell handle your case// shell say that the bud and liquor fucked up your mind state//you can plead insanity and get a lesser sentance// or have your face on a tshirt in loving remembrance// shit i should have listened to you before but its too late now// with this many charges a nigga aint gon never get out//

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by now we gained a couple blocks ground on the units// turned into a back alley and i just said screw it// slammed on the breaks but the dirt had me straight slidin// like it wasnt a car but instead a bobsled a nigga was ridin// we slid a little more and crashed through a wood fence// now the cars in the back yard smokin trailed by tire skids// we jumped out turned and dispersed in different directions and dipped// my nigga abel lived a couple blocks away so i hit him up on the cell//he picked up like i dont give a fuck unless this is satan calling from hell// i yelled in the phone its me hurry up get here quick// we runnin from the cops and on foot i dont know how far we can get// within a matter of seconds that nigga was there//plowed through the other fence but didnt even fuckin care// that nigga abel quickly rushed us to safety// after that adrenaline rush the rest was all kind of hazy// as for my concience i never again heard fom the bitch// i guess cuz i cotradicted him and my plan still went off without a hitch// that must have been what eventually killed it..


this short story was done for audio....but right now im stuck with a shitty ass computer and to broke to afford a mic... ima try and steal one from school though so look fo dis piece commin soon in audio

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