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LOL, so I went swing dancing last night.....I was totally out of place. But when two hot girls, 'dimes' if you will, invite you to go to a dance then you can't really refuse.Comment
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Alright, alright.
Check it though, I'm currently dating this fine girl from the corner store out there in my hood. Everybody wants this chick. They want her even more cause she's such a challenge at a young age. (19) Yea, I know I dont really have any business messing with somebody that young but we connected from the start. Now I'm pretty sure some dudes may have put in some work but failed miserably at getting her attention. Here I come, some new dude...and I come and sweep the chick off her feet. Cant help it, I'm just diffrent from everybody. While cats steady throwing weak game at her, I came at her on some real ish and she chose me.
Now, there was never a problem. I go up to her store to chat a few times a day, pick her up from work and I'm sure those dudes on the block are jealous so thats where the hate stems from. There is this one older dude, probably close to 30, been in and out of jail a few times, sell crack, hangs with all the youngins' on the block cause they probably look up to his, lowlife, non-educated ***. He sells hot merch as well cause he sold me a watch just last monday. He obviously wants the chick from the store cause when I first meet the dude, besides him tryna sell me that watch, he asked me in these exact words: "You tryna nail shorty in there". On some real talk, I'm like "Yea". He was like "I tried to get with her but I could'nt never get her up to my crib". "You get her up to your crib yet"? I'm like "Naw, I'm still working on it". I'm lying cause she's been up there plenty of times, hell, her grandma stays in my building. I knew where he was going from jump though, if I told him I tapped her off already, the hate would of started from there. But I lied and made it seem like me and shorty aint even close like that so she's still available.
Obviously the guy must of been watching me for a while cause in order to get to the corner store, I gotta go past his crib and I'm sure he's seen on a few occasions, us walking past and me taking her into my building. He must not know that she has family there. Anyway, I came to that conclusion based off him asking me those questions like he was testing me and whatnot.
Now to the good part, its friday...the 13th of all days and I leave out around 11pm to go grab some food from shorty job. I get there, order up and he walks in. He must of already been feeling a little murderous because he was talking bout killing some chick he was on the payphone with. (The guy still rocks a beeper) So he ask me if I'm interested in some black Air 1s. I'm like yea, let me check it out. He wants me to follow him to his crib. I get my food and walk out with him.
Now he takes me to this back alley and he's heading up this dark back porch and he wants me to follow. First thing crosses my mind is that this dude is bout to stick me up so I stop, tell him I got the money at home and start to turn around. As I head the other way, the dude sucker punches me. My specs flew off and he pushes me up against this garage. He starts running off at the mouth like "You tried to rape my little sister". "She only 15 and you tried to rape her". I'm like "slow up dude, I dont know you sister and I dont know what the hell you talking bout". He like "you tried to take her to your building and take he upstairs". At this point, I look and see the switchblade in his hand. I had to react quick cause dude was seriously getting more angry by the second. I did'nt feel like getting my throat slit and I'm to pretty to live with a buck 50 so I pushed the dude off of me, swung and tried to make a break for it. I hear him chase me then I hear him stop. So I stopped. In order to not look guilty of whatever this dude was talking about, I had to go and set the record straight. It took some balls but I gotta walk around that hood, I dont need something like that hanging over my head.
So I walk back towards him. He like "Alright man, I'll put this up, talk to me". I head back to towards the store so I can be under nice bright lights and cameras. I swear, every dude that walked in or around the store, he kept telling them I raped his sister. Tryna escalate the situation and also so somebody can do his dirt for him. We go to the payphone, he tries to call her up....voicemail, just my luck. Next time I call and I leave a message. I keep explaining to dude that I have no clue what he's talking about. He thinks I'm lying. He said she pointed me out or something like that. So he's like he gonna kill me, I aint leaving out here alive, he finna get somebody to come up here and pop me, etc, etc. I'm steady tryna talk my way out the situation but he was'nt hearing it. We step outside, I offered the dude a square to calm his nerves. He was obviously high off something. His eyes were yellow and buck which suggest to me that he's been smoking his own supply. Thats not rare.
Anyway, some dude comes up, he flashes the gun. He took it from him and I told him "you aint gone shoot me with all this traffic in front of the damn store, are you"? He puts the pistol in his pocket, I go back in under lights and cameras. I'm tryna think quick. No escape route. The girl that works there was concerned, she like "you want me to call the police" I'm like "Nope, I'm gonna make it out of here alive". Even though in the back of my mind, I seriously thought I was gonna die. He still outside the store talking ish. His man who gave him the gun came in. He ordered some food a while ago and came in to pick up his order. He told me to "bounce". I'm looking dumbfounded. He said it again, "Bounce, fore it get crazy". So I leave out the store. Dude spots me, he like "hold up". To late, I was already on Jesse Owens mode.
I was so spooked saturday, I did'nt even eat. I slept about 15 hours. I could'nt think straight and I refused to leave the crib. Shorty came through and did'nt make a big deal about it. She says he's always talking crazy. I'm like "B!tch, did you see the dude had a gun"? Well I did'nt say that but thats what I was thinking. She told me that everybody already thinks he's crazy, thats why he hangs with little shortys now. Turns out that he has no sister and it must of been some 15 year chick that he knows. Still, she was'nt the one with her life threatened, I was. Now I gotta lay low to this whole thing blows over, if it ever blows over. No late night steet venturing for me for quite some time. After dwelling on it for most of the day saturday, I think that ultimately, dude is just hating on me. It happens, I've seen worse scenarios where dudes fight, beef and die over a chick. I aint the one. I'm still tryna decide if I wanna mess with her now. I dont even know. I should'nt let nothing like hate get between us but the situation is just F'ed up.
And to think, I was just talking about putting a Kobe jersey on when shorty came over last thursday. LOL. I guess thats karma. BTW, no I did'nt rape anybody. My game and even close to being that weak. Thinking deeper on it, I think I know the shorty he was talking bout. She was a nutcase. I would'nt be suprisded if she said I raped her for some attention. I tell you, tales from the hood.http://neverfollow.biz (Independent Music Group)Comment
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What a weekend.
I found and confronted the dude who raped my 15 year old friend, he played it off like he didn't know what I was talking about. He was really asking for a beat down when I cornered him in this alley. He tried to fight back at first but when I threatened him at gun point he was begging for mercy. Eventually I let him run off like a little girl, but four eyes left his glasses behind. I'll get him good next time.
Umm...normally I would laugh but this is some serious sh!t. I tried multiple times to find the humor in it but I just cant. I wish it was you, I'd give you a neutral place we can meet and fight to the death.http://neverfollow.biz (Independent Music Group)Comment
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wow Graphik, that's pretty f'ed up bro... I'm so glad I grew up in "the Good" as the Visionaries call it. I really don't think I can handle any of that. I hope it blows over for your sake man. Scary stuff foreal.SAN ANTONIO SPURSComment
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Had 2 exams today. Needless to say I was nervous but I think I did well on both. Can't wait to get the grades back. Now I have an essay due tomorrow.Comment
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Wow, tough story Graphik. It's a good thing you got out of there ok.Comment
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Damn dude, that's some jacked up ****. I say you just leave that chick alone, she aint worth getting shot over... unless you were looking for some street cred. (just playing)Comment
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Man Graphik that's some scary crap right there. I'd be thinking about moving out of that area if I could....then again I don't really like confrontation unless i really have to confront people.
Stay safe, this is the dangers of the 'hood sometimes. I'm glad I ddn't have to live close to any seedy areas in my life.Member of the Official OS Bills Backers Club
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