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Thursday, May 31, 2012

Intermission Scene 1 Chapter 23

Screw-U-Gov

Fade in to WENDALL WACK, 34 Janitor. The bright green glow, of his lime T-shirt, is reflecting off his newly replaced teeth. His smile is big and bright, against the complexion of his dark skin. He is also wearing, what looks to be a toupee, styled like the Otis Williams in 1965.

Wendall Wack

I should've though about what I was doing. Before 
I carelessly took steps to destroy my future. I used 
to work as a Janitor in a government test facility,
until I was laid off. But then I talked to Screw-U-
Gov, collections for you. They filed my claim within 
months and made me over eight point nine million nickels. 
Yes, thats almost half a million dollars paid over 50 years. 
I moved from my sleeping bag on the corner of Arizona 
and 4th, to a single, off of Manchester and Western. 
I now got a new bed, a new t.v. a new couch. I also 
got new teeth and hair to replace what fell out. 


Cut to:

DAVID S. JOHNSON, an Armani dressed attorney, proudly sporting his NAACP pin. His is dressed too perfect. His hair, his teeth, his shirt, tie and watch all reflect the light, distinctly as he gestures.


 David S. Johnson

Here at Screw-U-Gov we handle your case against the 
government and make sure that you receive twenty 
percent of the money you deserve, for the low, low cost 
of eighty percent of your return. Call me David S. Johnson 
for your complimentary fifty dollar consultation. That's 
David "Skruyew" Johnson at 1-900-Screw-U-2.
That's 1-900 Screw-U-2.

Announcer

All calls are $1.99 per minute for the first 2 minutes and five dollars
each additional minute. Long distance charges will apply.

Dissolve to:

To be continued in the next chapter folks. Thanks for reading ....


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Monday, May 21, 2012

Societal Indifference Chapter 22

Societal Indifference

In the essence of indifference,
patrons of prejudice, corrupt the even flow of society.
In fact,
we all know, 
there is nothing easy or fair in our existence.
Is there anyone here, who can voyage the full distance?
Next is the birth of monotonous justice.
Continuous, without common sense.
Making waves from the heart, 
is called belligerence.
Struggling everyday, to partake of that one pence.
Hence,
 you see why politics makes me vent?
What I say is relevant, about what is meant.
To control the mind of the masses, so that we can't, 
understand real life. 
They only want us to repent and just quit.
Quit?
So I can be part of the mindless droves.
Cut the bullshit!




Thanks

Thank you again for taking the time, to read some of my book. For all those asking, I will be sharing the other three volumes in the near future. But this is not yet the end of Volume 1.

You see I took a strange turn in this book. I call it Intermission. It was originally a bunch of skits or scenes I prepared to be filmed in a sketch series. I am not eve sure if I ever filmed any of them. Well, maybe one or two with Rolf Mendez and our SMPTE crew. Kinda strange, kinda weird, but still a part of this volume, as well as a part of the voyage.

The next Chapter, I muddled through in a YouTube video during Season 1. I was contemplating a time that I was still in GA, in the late 90's. During that time I was making plans to return to Cali. Well, I ran into a major snafu.

"Societal Indifference"

~ Doc Reo



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Saturday, May 19, 2012

Inferno Chapter 21

Inferno

What do you control, in this land called Liberty?
G-d prays, please help thee.
Putting men in cages and asylums.
Taking mothers away from their child.
Assaulting men of different ideals,
that you see.
Men who stood tall and lived in peace.
You cast them down in shallow graves,
with your masks over your faces.
Chasing Brothas, Latinos and Haitians.
The truth is what you envy,
 you destroy.
Men, Women,
Girls and Boys.
Now that we know,
 your getting paranoid. 
Not for long, as the Bureaucrat calms. 
Promising riches, awards and a ball. 
All in your favor,
it seems to be.
What you didn't realize, your death ceremony.






Friday, May 18, 2012

It Chapter 20

It

It's like the devil it's so simple to see.,
that my eyes grow wide, at the site of the enemy.
The bunnies wanna bone, they don't put up a fight.
 I'm always knowing, when it is ripe.
Like,
 Tonight.

Shaking her body like I'm Pac
Can't stop
Hitting switches, Switch positions,
Like I'm fixed with Hydraulics.
Hauling ass out of there,
with no care.
She's laid out drooling out her mouth.
No Doubt,
That I'll be knocking it down, making her sound.
It's all a part of the chorus,
I'm conducting right now.
And how,
I find these ones everywhere.
Who see me chillin'.
Showing up in their underwear.
Why they be coming?' Cause they after the cheese.
I promise good times and ecstasy.
But uh,
don't think I'm coming out my dividends.
Hookups, 
are just for family and friends.

It's like the devil it's so simple to see.,
that my eyes grow wide, at the site of the enemy.
The bunnies wanna bone, they don't put up a fight.
Yeah, I'm always knowing, when it is ripe.
Like
Tonight.







Thursday, May 17, 2012

What I Do Chapter 19

What I Do

Debuting in a movie,
Screwing.
While I'm always on the block.
Bitches are hot,
Why not.
Let's take it from the top.
'Cause gonna blow her box out, like a Title Bout.
I'm heading South.
The bodies bangin'
Got my mind contemplating, an oral examination.
Chasing dreams of a young man.
Digging deep into passion.
Fashion,
teasing my mind.
All warm inside.
'Cause when I see her legs 
I want to dive.
Climb and hide.
With my tongue in deep.
That's how I speak.
From the crease of her thighs.
Making her rise.
That's what I do to these dimes.
Getting high.




Smoke Chapter 18

Smoke

I'm gonna Pop, 
Smoke.
Get on out the door
and get this party started.
But you wont see me getting by.
I'll just be dancing through the night.
'Cause I can feel, 
this groove again.

Late at night,
I was thinking 'bout hitting the club.
That's in sight.
But my friends put up a fight.

Just stop to see. 
What it does to a man like me.
Sweat dripping,
On the Floor.
Bodies touching.
Love it, when she's gasping for more.
We making people stare.
Cause I freak her anywhere,
Can your soul feel the pressure?
Standing out like a Jester.
Just a gesture,
of your body Baby.
Tauntingly dancing, too the music with me.

Now I got ya, close in my sight.
I'm here to tantalize,
Mesmerize
and Hypnotize.
Does it make you wet?


I know it makes you shake, when I kiss your neck.


Ohh, so, now you feeling me?




Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Spoze 2 Do™ Chapter 17

Spoze 2 Do ™

What am I spoze to say?
When you make me feel this way.
What am I spoze to do?
When you make me think of you.

I sit at home all alone,
thinking about you by my side.
I lay awake, late at night.
But it hurts,
'casue I want you in my life.

I want to hold you.
And lay down next to you.
Squeeze ya, Tease ya, Please ya!
To make you feel.
Kiss you and lick ya.
Like you want me to do,
feel deep inside ya.

What am I spoze to do girl?
When you make me think of you.
What am I spoze to say?
When you make me feel this way.

Now it's late after midnight,
And all my friends are gone.
I'm still praying, you'll be my,
My Baby Girl.

'Cause I know that I,
I know I can, 
I can be your man.
And it's the plan.
I want you.
To keep you if I can.
In my hands.
But we once shared a love.
Now look what we become.
Fuck!
All we do is argue and fuss.
I've had it! I've had it!
I've had ENOUGH!

WHAT AM I SPOZE TO DO GIRL?

I need to stop.
It's plain to see.
That I,
I need to thank you Lord,
for saving me.
'Cause G-d
When I was with her,
I neglected my time, on bended knee.
I stopped.
I stopped praying, because of greed.
Because of greed.

What am I spoze to do girl?

Just think about these words, as you hear them from my mouth.

All I can do is what the Lord, tells me that I can.

Yes, you do, yes you do.
You make me think of you.

What am I Spoze 2 Do?™




Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Sidelines Chapter 16

Sidelines

All I know is that I'm a fool.
Standing on the sidelines, waiting for your love.
Got me feeling, oh so blue.
When I think about things. What went wrong?
The love I had for you is strong.
But now, your long gone.

Lost the tempo of life.
She got me going insane.
She's a nympho and she's playing her games.

Can the rules change?
Let me go!
Is it so?
Another mans, hands holding you close.
I want to walk away.
Can't stay.
Standing on the sidelines in misery.
You can't see.
Stop calling, let me be.
Another tragedy.

Cause when I turn to dust,
I can be sure you wouldn't show up.
I said when I turn to dust,
I know you won't show up.

Even though I told no lies.
That didn't change, what you felt inside.
So why punish me?
Let me be!
Standing on the sidelines in misery.





Pause

I decided to press pause for a day. Give you all a chance to let this craziness simmer.

Remember this is only Volume 1.  This year I have been working on Volume 4, as well as my fictional series called The Nasu Chronicles. Stay tuned for a blog with some exerts from the book.

Till then, it's time for me to press that play button and give you more of the Book of Ahmir.


~ Doc Reo


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Sunday, May 13, 2012

Truly Chapter 15

Truly

The Stars,
they never twinkled. 
'Till I laid my eyes on you.
The thrust as the wind breezes.
What it compelled my soul to do.
Speaking now, I should not regress things.
Changes like streams.
Beams and burst of energy,
 You send me.
They dance on the membrane of my minds eye.
I want You, in my life.
Now that I have stood, so long alone.
I realize the torments,
through which I have gone.
And now it is you I see.
Like the first day of Spring.
The glow and shimmer,
you lay across the seas.
Let this be real.
Please, not just a dream.
For I am truly starting,
 to believe.





Saturday, May 12, 2012

Jupiter Chapter 14

Jupiter

When I look up into the sky.
I see the sparkle of your gaseous vibe.
The energy that you beam away,
makes the path for a lucky day.

My Jupiter
Lucks a ray from blessings door.
My Jupiter
That's what G-d made you for.

Even when your greatest strife.
Has been so close to take my life.
No matter how much, I felt the pain.
The Lord spared me with a Jupiter stay.

My Jupiter
Lucks a ray from blessings door.
My Jupiter
That's what G-d made you for.

Now I 've grown as a Sagittarian. 
Gained the knowledge,  that a Centaur can.
I ask the Spirit, if I may.
Remain blessed, with every breath I take.

My Jupiter
Lucks a ray from blessings door.
My Jupiter
That's what G-d made you for.




Friday, May 11, 2012

Consequence Chapter 13

Consequence

Come with me.
As I journey onward. 
I panic as I speak of consequence.

I never thought that evil, would begin to live.
Can you see through my eyes, that I just want to give.

Just take me.
Just set me free.

Breathless, I look to the skies above.
Is this a choice to live,
with death and without love.

I don't believe. 
I can't believe, I won't believe.
 I JUST SCREAM!

You know, I will always be me.
So, what else would expect me to say or think?








Thursday, May 10, 2012

Hennessy & Jane Chapter 12

Hennessy & Jane

One day,
sippin' on some strong.
I had this,
funny feeling.
To smoke like
 Cheech and Chong.
And so I,
rolled a joint.
Was smoking all night.
Took the roaches and packed them in my pipe.
I had this funny feeling.
Like I was gonna die.
But all it was is that I was high.

Cindy Hennessy and Jane LaBeau,
They were these,
two girls.
That walked me to the store.
As I stumbled around
Tripping over my left feet.
The two ladies,
they actually carried me.
Now to the Cops at the store,
it was plain to see.
I was slurring and moving sloppily

So I ordered my Hennessy,
and Zig-Zags to go.
5-0, 5-0,
You know I had to go.
Then I said,
"Lets head to my spot,
so we can parlay."
You know they decided, to tail us on the way.
So when they stopped us,
what was I to say?
"You boys go home,
only the Doc can play..."




Wednesday, May 9, 2012

The Boss Chapter 11

The Boss

Am I a man?
Then why do you treat me like your pet.
Get up!
Sit!
Stay!
Next you'll be asking me to fetch.
Direction is one thing.
I only ask for respect.
Not for a cataclysmic change, in the Earth's climate.
The negative energy you emit,
out into the great wide open.
Is like heat, from a broken window.
Did you ever think of that?
Probably not, you just decided to yell out commands,
as a Sergeant does in rage.
Or is it just,
everyone you see you want caged or enslaved.
Remove yourself from our sight,
you egotistical beast.
Let our positive energy, culminate great things.
Inner peace is what you need.
From childhood memories.
The kids who,
Teased you,
Beat you,
Infected your Chi
You know
It's incomprehensible to see,
that you of all people, would be the one,
God put in charge of me.






Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Tung Passion Chapter 10

Tung Passion

Close your eyes and lay back.
Baby, I want to make you sweat.
Sticky and wet.
Got the passion of my tongue, to get you sprung.
Arousing senses,
arms locked to make you cum.
Wrap those legs around my head.
Say your sorry and let the screams out.
That's what you want no doubt.
As I take you on a level,
 you never been before.
Tung Passion got your brain cloudy,
 shaking the floor.

Tung Passion inside,
 got me feening for you dime.
I want to lick you and stick you.
Take my time, do it right.
It's more than sensational. 
What I dealt was incredible.
I drag it down your spine.
Make you rise, one more time.
My fingers pressing right behind, 
taking tension from your mind.
Easing your pain, is what I came to maintain.
Not making you fall asleep,
My fingers and my tongue just creep.
Yeah I'm unique.
That's why,
I got you wanting me deep inside.
Ready to ride.
Follow the line, as I slide to your neck.
To make you wet
Ohh My!
Now your rolling over, perking your chest.
I confess, the beauty that I see
has got me.
Just grazing your breast.
Using my teeth lightly. 
Don't lie, the tingle in your body, 
just let me know
Swear At Me
Tell me how you wanna to sit on my face.
Tung Passion is what I taste.

Close your eyes and lay back.
Baby, I want to make you sweat.
Sticky and wet.
Got the passion of my tongue, to get you sprung.
Arousing senses,
arms locked to make you cum.
Wrap those legs around my head.
Say your sorry and let the screams out.
That's what you want no doubt.
As I take you on a level,
 you never been before.
Tung Passion got your brain cloudy,
 shaking the floor.

Tung Passion on my mind,
got me underlining the facts,
of my aphrodisiac.
You see,
Imma beat you down, like a rabbit
Imma habit, look at you, that you
cant stop being with.
You want my stick up in..
Filing your chasm, exhaling anthems
of sexual passion.
That's what I do, when I'm coming to do you.
Screwing and never loosing my pace.
Lemme get another taste.
Of that gentle mass, pulsating fast.
Gasping for oxygen again,
Now your done in.
Docile, to the core.
no more is what your saying.
But I won't stop slaying.
Until your grievance grin, makes you,
come within an inch,
of having a heart attack.
Lie crack, you'll be coming back
Looking for Utopia
Like I put you in before.
And I won't leave you hanging.
Till your swaying out the door,
 on the floor from passing out.
Tung Passion put you out.

Close your eyes and lay back.
Baby, I want to make you sweat.
Sticky and wet.
Got the passion of my tongue, to get you sprung.
Arousing senses,
arms locked to make you cum.
Wrap those legs around my head.
Say your sorry and let the screams out.
That's what you want no doubt.
As I take you on a level,
 you never been before.
Tung Passion got your brain cloudy,
 shaking the floor.

Tung Passion to me.
Goes beyond, what I can see.
The flowing of your texture in pleasure,
It' can be.
An ultimate experience of true ecstasy
When a woman is body to body,
desire does not flee.
Got you saying hold me.
Kiss me, 
Tease me, 
Please me
Tickle your fantasy.
As I bring you to your knees.
Now your begging, please,
Don't stop me, while I am going for your spot.
 Imma make your body rock
As I am deep inside.
Apendage rising tapping your spot,
 It's tantalizing, I am dying to make you scream
Got you in the Buck as I dig into your guts.
Ripping the panties, from your waste as your taking the hit.
Now your shaking and twitching and moaning.
That's why I going to make you. 
Laid back crossed eyes, smiling
No Doubt
Music spasms in your legs.
Bout to pass out.
No Doubt
Pass out
Lights out
Tung Passion





Monday, May 7, 2012

Vital Labian Stitch Chapter 9

Vital Labian Stitch

Damn,
I long to be Free

The struggle in society, is one small step in life.
That begins with the basics, my friend.
The fight of wrong and right.
As little ones, the love for guns, is what we learned for fun.
But the poverty is starving me.

Damn, I long to be Free

Can I rest my mind, on a voyage to the unknown?
And get my story told.
Never thought I'd see so much shit unfold,
that I can't condone.
I see the pain, I walk the pain, I live the pain.
Receive the pain
Like fallen rain, in a quest for fame.
Makes me live more, restrained.

Would a stay make a difference, in this great existence?

Or

Would a stay make a great difference, in this existence?

Only time can tell, through resistance and continuance.

I long to be Free

Damn, I long to be Free

To be a man, in times of trial. I'm cognizant of my denial.
The dependence of survival,
Every breath I take is vital.
To maintain, refrain, from influential deviants.
Still they remain, contained in instrumental monuments.
Willed by the power of a government.
To pay the rent for the capitalists,
to fake and hint war.
Desiring a destiny of what I dream to be.
A lavish life of ecstasy,
but the truth is what I see.
Now a Queen by my side,
that I understand.
With a tender caress,
has given me no less, the will to be a man.
This is all part of the master plan,
I couldn't see.
Can't stop the essence of eternity.
Let me Flee!
The instinct of sanity.
Want to set myself straight consciously.


So I put a pen and pad in my hands, till I got raw.
On the page, a world of a man,
Slain from what he saw.
I will appropriate the viable skills,
that I need.
But it is ludicrous to believe, that I will lead a life of Liberty.
Instead
I'll associate, the photographic like verbal talents, of my creed.
To the Anarchist system, that CAN and WON'T
heed.
They're own
Ideology

I long to be free,
of this Vital Labian Stitch
I long to be free.






Sunday, May 6, 2012

Controversy Chapter 8

Controversy

Controversy

You know I,
Feel it everyday.
And I, feel it every night.
Every time I turn around, 
I see these Mutha Fuckas wanna fight!

It's just that...

Controversy.
Jealousy
A lack of understanding in all men.
Courtesy
The good will that men create.
Bureaucracy
The evil that men create through finance.
Ecstasy
Content that's within all men.


Controversy

Supremacy
Belief that one man is greater than all.
Virtuosity
The talent that's within all men.
Diplomacy
The lies that all men tell.
Hypocrisy
What men do that others cant!

What men do....


In autopsy, men desecrate men.
But the curiosity, 
the curiosity makes you wonder.
Why?
Ohh why, with everything that we create.
Why Can't We Have Peace.

Controversy is the life we live, day by day.
Controversy is the living space, to pave my way.

Controversy
O' say CAN'T you see.

Twilights Gleaming
O' say can you see.
Galant Streams
O' say can you see.

Controversy

You know I,
Feel it everyday.
And I, feel it every night.
Every time I turn around, 
I see these Mutha Fuckas wanna fight!

It's just that...

Controversy.













Saturday, May 5, 2012

40mm Chapter 7

40mm

Alfred's Eye of Glass
As fragile as it may be.
If captured in it,
you will have seconds on the screen.
The master himself, 
said the Eye sees life true.
But as a background artist, your lucky if it sees you.
On a bell!
Rolling!
Background!
Action!
Mouthing
Peas and Carrots
Asparagus and Rutabaga.
All without audience reaction.
Shuffle some props, 
give a smile of two.
Don't break continuity or an A.D. will get you.
After a 15 hour day,
your ready for the Martini shot.
Anticipating the words,
Cut!
Print!
Check the Gate!
That's when everyone hauls ass out.






Friday, May 4, 2012

Cannibas Chapter 6

Cannibas

As I take a hit of the Cannibas I miss.
So roll another one and twist!
So we can take a trip
inhale, cough well, as you try to exhale.
Blown back and you didn't even dent the sack. 
Mary Jane, all in my brain!
Without a daily dose, I would be insane.
Try to maintain, 
but these visions are flowing through my mind.
I 'm thinking Alice had a weak dime.
Indo, Seis,
NO STRESS!
I even smoke the Chronic,
Bionic.
No powder in it cause it will seize ya.
Have my nuts in a coma, with my dick with amnesia.
Just puffing on sativa. 
Thats all I smoke.
Take a toke of the boombastic.
Fantastic!
Laid back faded, like a heroin addict. 
Can you stand it?
Past out quick.



If it be; Seis, Mex.
Thai Stick, Donkey Dick, 
Kona Gold, Indo
Old Man Dagga!
Blueberry, Hydro, White Widow, Kush.
Do as you must. 
Or just,
smoke the Real McCoy. 
Grass, Hash, Northern Lights, 
Hawaiian,
Afghani, Purple Haze, Mendocino, Humboldt,
White Lighting, Skunk
Durban Poison, Buddha!
Four-Way-Flow,
Kola, Mango, Passion, Purple Star, Oasis.
Hollands Hope, Voodoo, Twilight, 
White Cloud, Crown Royal.
Golden Triangle, Cotton Candy, Titan, Romulan,
What about a Big Mac?
Manitoba, El Nino, B.C., G-13, Dutch,
Now I have said too much,
What's Up!



You know, I got more to say.
These damn politicians, want to fuck our minds anyway.
They smoking it
and that ain't bullshit. 
They fooling your mind.
Doctors, Lawyers, Stock Brokers, Presidents and Deans.
And that's just one of the things they be doing.
Teachers, Professors
are smoking it too.
If you had to deal with all those kids, wouldn't you? 
Bus Drivers, 
Councilmen and Executives.
Officers taking it from people and smoking it. 
Beating down folks saying,
"Give me a HIT!"
They took down Chong.
Cause he sold his bongs in 
America.
Now I'm daring ya, 
to keep this decree.
All I want you to do is 
Legalize it!






Thursday, May 3, 2012

Disclamer

Disclaimer


If your still reading, then you probably know the direction this book is about to go. Like I said before, I am not holding back anything. If anything, I may add a few corrections, to my previous work.

The next Chapter is called "Cannibas". Some of you, have already heard sections of work, in it's song format. Since this book is written as a quasi timeline, I will set this one up for ya.

It was December 17th, 1994. I was stationed at Ft. Benning, GA. and in traditional Cavalry Scout fashion, I was one of the last to return, from Operation Vigilante Warrior. (First in last out! First to kill Cav. Scout!)

Anyway, upon my return, my little Nissan Pulsar had been repossessed. Some kinda of allotment mix up, with an old girlfriend in finance. Yeah right! Well, I was upset and missing my Cali Coast. Then I starting having, what I call, Bay Watch Dreams. As most of you know, I like being in bodies of water; salt, fresh pool or jacuzzi.

Well that was one of the things I missed about the West Coast. Like parties at Jason's, with Colin and Chuckie and the rest of my HamiTown crew. So with all that said, standby for Chapter 6.

"Cannibas"

~ Doc Reo



Book of Ahmir Ⓒ 2004-2024 Ahmir Media Holdings Group. All Rights Reseved.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Die or Fold Chapter 5


Die or Fold

Thinking clearly,
What was meant by the destiny of mans content?
Walking through the fire.
Softly spoke the whispers of things that knew.
The new, the far, the fear.
Of each and every soul here.
Death brought so quick and yet we still forget.
Cause it is easier.
What we soon get, 
the last is regret.
Regret of all things, that we can not control.
Life is Poker.
Die or Fold.
Before darkness can just take you.
You have the choice,
 to break through.
The voices of many do speak.
Break the chains of societal belief.
Take to your heart,
 a spirit of gold.
Don't be consumed,
or your heart will turn cold.
But like I said before, 
it's your choice
Stand quietly still or be a voice.





Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Moses Miles Chapter 4

Moses Miles

My Brotha. I feel the need to give you a piece of my mind....
And I bet you want to know about what, huh?
Well it's simple.
It's about justice.
You see, most people think that justice is
Fairness or Reasonableness
especially in the way people are treated and decisions are made.
And some people think that, justice is:
The Legal System or the Act of Applying or Upholding the Law.
See that just ain't true.
'Cause there is only one justice, that is legal, in the eyes of a society.
And that's because the system has control of the way justice will be performed.
You still don't get what I am saying?
Do you?
And how old are you?
Maybe 22 ... 32?
Well, let me enlighten you young brotha.
Lets take a look at our wonderful country.
According to the Census Bureau,
the estimated population of the United States is 327 million people.
There are about 37 million Black people in America.
Over one third of the Black population is incarcerated.
We could say, 
that the Black male accounts for over half of the prison population.
Which would mean, in the next 20 years,
that number will probably double.
So continue to slang your rock, cane or heroin.
'Till one day, you're sitting alone, looking at the peeling olive drab walls of your future;
breathing in that stale odor of Federal rehabilitation.
What?
Do you think you will be able to obtain, a non-bios form of justice,
of which many of todays minorities, cannot refrain?
Well it's your life, young brotha.
It's your choice.