Crackers brag about how it was a slum, but its a community now. Even the dog has a matching designer sweater…wow. This place has changed, hard to recognize. Frizzo got killed right there over two pies, he was just trying to get a piece. Rest In Peace young brother, they put a frozen yogurt shop right in the heart of the gutter. Stopped calling it what we know it to be, privitized the middle school and elementary. Formed a neighborhood watch to keep an eye on the neighborhood blocks we own, call the cops because we had a celebration at our home. What right do we have to play in the park officer theres a group of them and their skin is dark 10-4…brake it up fellas, parties over new rules, no crews doing there thang, a group of three or more considered to be a gang. Shiny new popo station across the street from the Quiggs, flood the hood with pigs and lock up all the kids. How am I not supposed to have a criminal record? deeming me a criminal was your first effort. Top priority, drive down the price of the property, buy low, sell high, gentrify and multiply…Man we should of thought of that, if only we could have organized to combat..never that though, cash low, slacks low, wont hire, need not apply. Maybe Frank was right in chasing that pie, just a lil startup money. Something to get me on my feet. I got no trust fund, or investors to compete for property on these streets. I wanna own somethin, have a right to say where my children play. If its worth it, take that risk, this game is fixed. Just remember, cheese and crackers weigh a hell of a lot more than bricks.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 18:56:45 +0000
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