It's like at first you like, yo this aint that bad. Than like a couple days pass and you ain't been inside except the occasional trip to your boys house or in a store, and you just like damn this shit is real. The day time aint that bad, but once night fall hits you all by yourself, ain't nobody outside except the niggaz you don't want to see outside. What could somebody possibly be doin up at fuckin 3 o' clock in the morning in the heart of the beast?? But the hunger is the worst, once that shit kicks in you just like, WOW THIS SHIT IS REAL IM NOT GONNA FUCKIN EAT UNLESS I GET SOME MONEY. After a while you turn into a wolf, instinct kicks in, you just find a prey, zero in, and take em down. The streets is just like the jungle, don't let a nigga tell you otherwise.
Big Pimpin Power Ranger Slappin Hoes Since 1986
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