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Tantalizing street dreams

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"on a hot,humid day in the summer of 1999, a Federal indictment ceased the life of the Screw face cartel. The organized mob, specialize in monopolizing; drug manufacturing, extortion, bribery, prostitution, and money laundry. The cartel controlled the drug trade. During the execution of the indictment 2.3 million in United States currency will recover along with 4 kilos of cocaine, 72 lb of high-grade m*******a,14 portable firearms, for assault rifles and two police edition teflon vest", the news anchor pause,adjusting his thin gold-rimmed glasses. "Within the last 90 days the crime rate has increased significantly in the same area the Screw face cartel has once stabilized their foundation. Do we have a new generation repeating the same pattern?"the news anchor questioned as he continued. "what do you think about this sir?" "An unmet need is a powerful motivator. And everyday a sacrifice of some sort must be made in our day-to-day living. " Do we sacrifice immediate gains for long-term goals,or do we live day to day like the average live check the check? The decisions we made as an adolescent effected our future. But we can't judge the futures so we learn to live through trial and error.You live and you learn or you don't live long". A dark man said pulling the collar up on his mink coat. "You have to be a chameleon and adapt to your surroundings when you're engulfed in a drug infested community... where it's killed or be killed." The tall dark man Paused. "You must strive to be the puppet master. pull strings and push pawns, or you'll be the pawn being pushed." the tall dark man stated rubbing his hands together. " in the ghetto you must capitalize off mistake and create your own opportunities. nothing comes easy, anything free is worth what you pay for it". the tall dark man continued. "being born into the ghetto we come into this world with a strike against us, so we learn to turn the minus to a plus by getting it how we live. by choice or by force you become a jack of all trades. This how it is it's the tall dark man stated as he slid behind the wheel of his white 745i."so what's your point on this sir!" the news anchor said place in the microphone in front of a stocky black man with dreadlocks." Paradoxically to survive intact,we splinter,we create images to endure what we can't absorb,to have what we've been denied,and to challenge what we can't comprehend; which has turned us cold. Therefore we live life or hustler, we hungry trying to eat and by all means... the man paused. "we will not starve!" he snare flashing the mouth full of gold jewelry.

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Screee...the shrill high -pitch sound echoed as the white charger accelerated up Breton Lane making a sharp left turn,accelerating up 33rd. The charger darted out into traffic accelerating across Lexington."These b***h ass niggas tried to press me over that b***h Tonisha bro!" Paper screamed into the receiver. "where you at?" Stephon asked in concern. "I'm coming up the block now." Paper said as he slowed to a stop in front of the gray duplex on the corner of 33rd and Gladstone. He sprung from the vehicle, excited, irate,breathing hard. "what happened bro?" "you know that nigga Dank got a baby by Tonisha right?" Paper paused trying to catch his breath. "I'm standing in front of the store talking to her, this nigga pulled up and his guy jumped out and flashed pistol. I just walked off, jumped in the whip and smashed off." Paper phone vibrated. "Here that hoe go now." "Don't answer it f**k that hoe, it's a time for everything let's get money you hear me?" Stephon said with up slight smile as a slapped Paper on the back and walked in the house. buzz. buzz. buzz. Stephon's phone vibrated on the table as he stepped in the house " yeah who this?" "This Peso " "what's good my boi?" "man a nigga hungry as a hostage. Bring me a 9 piece chicken dinner." "yep I'll be there in a minute." Stephon said as he disconnected the call. He went into the pantry and grabbed the flour container then shuffle to the room and grabbed the scale from the shelf. 252 grams he weighed, then scooped it into a sandwich bag. Tucking his pistol in his waist before making his exit. " I'll be back bro,let me catch this money." Stephon screamed over his shoulder as he cautiously scanned the street before stepping off the porch. He chirped the alarm on his Lexus LX unlock the door then merge into the Gucci fabric. Honkk...honkk. a horn sounded as Stephon came to a stop at a red light on 27th and Van Buren." what's good ma?" Stephon yelled as he let the window down. "you tell me!" Rachel said flashing a radiant smile." " hit me up tonight." "don't stand me up Stephon!"she said with her serious face,making direct eye contact.Stephon flashed a smile then turned the corner heading south on 27th making a right turn up Webster, coming to a hault on 31st in front of a red brick apartment building. Paso was standing out front with two females when Stephon pulled up." what's good my boi?" Paso asked as Stephon emerged from the vehicle. The two females walked off as Stephon approached. "I know you going to plug me this time right?" Paso asked as they entered the apartment. "man bro it's rough out here it's a recession I need every crumb I can get it. I know you're bringing back at least 17 of every zip." " nigga get out of my pocket!" Paso said as they both laughed. Paso grabbed a scale from under the couch and put the coke on it. 252 grams the scale read. Peso counted out $6,500 and handed it to Stephon as he recounted it. "I like your money yo' s**t always crispy. what you iron your s**t or something? Stephon joked as they both laughed again. "who was o' girl nem?" a couple of lil'chicks I met at Untamed a coupla weeks ago." "which one you fuckin?" "The redbone." "They gon' be over here tonight?" "probably." "I'll be back my boi. I'm hitting that pussy." "yeah you ain't coming back." "if the lil chicks come back, I'm coming back!" "Nigga you can't get all the hoes,you ain't Don Juan or no mufucka!" "shitt... I can try. my mouth pieces serious you hear me? Stefan said rubbing his hands together. "imma catch you later my boy Stephan said that they shook hands Stefani Murray from the building is hurting this surrounded he twerked his alarm didn't slip behind the wheel and just in this mirror first he turned the key in the mission. the reviews that I pulled from the curb. Stefan's phone vibrate on his lap and startled him. "Hello!" "hey bro Spade said put some money on correctional billing." "Aight,tell him I need to holler at him too." "ok." Keisha said that she hung up. stop on dialing never did put the phones with ear. "Hello." "what it do sexy?" "Nothin', waiting on yo' call." "is that right?" "um hum " "so what's the plan for the night?" "I don't know, you tell me." "well in that case we going to get a bite to eat blow some bag then engage in some wild fuckin '." Rachel laughed. "I like that plan so what you waiting on?" "I'll be to get you about 5:00, we're going to make this a long night." "okay I'm prepared!" Rachel said as the line went dead.

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