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09-27-2011, 05:48 AM
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| Newb Member  Join Date: Sep 2011
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|  penitentiary chances III i was thirteen years old i just me and my mama surrounded by chaos and mayhem caused by drama dont get it twisted....my pops supported but made it no secret that he wished my ass was aborted BUT MONEY ISN'T EVERYTHING so like a typical kid i did okay in school ~ a little more than just passin no honor roll or nuthin, just didnt want moms to bust my ass......and i did my little dirt, smoked weed and sipped some brew kicked it with my niggaz it was only just a few..........of us that hung hard we didnt flag or sport colors but i must admit we did tag ourselves and threw up signs for our clique but you know how it is....yup, they started hatin' an' it was only so much trash talk that me an' my boys would keep toleratin' and then IT happened.......... my boy Izzy got shot and was listed in critical condition in addition my best friend Damien was killed so imagine my heart flowin' devestation and hate and still left unfilled we shoulda just chilled but........ i was thirteen years old sittin' on the passengers side in the back of a stolen, unplated old school Caprice it was ME, Rizza, Big D and Trice Trice was in the front on the passengers side both our windows down....eyes open wide targets in veiw we hit the corner and the picture got bigger checked the safety on both guns and put my fingers on the triggers Trice leaned out first but i wasnt far behind "This is for Dame and Iz" was the only thing on my mind my fingers flexed...... i heard shot after shot as i spit them out i heard people cry and children shout it only lasted all of 53 seconds they only had that long to count their blessings i knew we got the suspects cuz they were on the porch them bitch ass niggaz Andre, Zeek and Torch we deaded them............ as we rolled back to the hood it sunk in what we did i had committed murder and im still just a kid i was thirteen years old as i stared down at the invisible blood on my hands smiled to myself and thought, " I'm tha muthafuckin MAN!" i had life FUCKED UP now at twenty three i FUCKED MY LIFE UP i BECAME the chaos and mayhem where me and moms rested ....and still vow that no one would come near my residence UNCONTESTED i committed murder.....got arrested now i'm doin L.I.F.E................ chances taken lead to the penitentiary |
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09-27-2011, 12:41 PM
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| formerly known as DA BIGGEST  Join Date: Jun 2001 Location: Igloo Projects
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| Another decent story piece, but the same advice I gave you in the first one applies here aswell. Keep writin  KOS
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09-27-2011, 01:45 PM
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| Newb Member Join Date: Sep 2011
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again thanx!
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