TJ
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So me and my friend were out last night, in the playground was where we
spent most of our days, just shootin' some b-ball outside of the school, chillin'
out maxin' relaxin' all cool. It was about 6 o'clock, pretty hot outside, we
decided to go to the 711 and get a slurpee, as we were leaving a couple of
guys who were up to no good passed us with a backpack that really reaked of
a paint/primer smell and what looked to be the white filter masks around
there necks. We ignored it and went to the store, my friend got a call from his
dad [who was on his way home from work] about some punks making trouble
in my neighborhood. So we hop on our razors and scoot out butts over there,
we find them behind the water tower, my friend throws his helmet down and
goes up to one of the kids and pushes him down. I stand back watching, then
I make my move. I got in one little fight with one of the kids, we ran home,
explained to everyone, and my mom got scared. My friends mom came over
and said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'", he was already
involved in previous accidents with the law, they had to let him go. The next
morning [yesterday] at around 6 A.M, I took my friend to the airport, we
chatted for a bit while he was getting his ticket, his flight didn't leave for
another few hours. I have never been down to California, so I couldn't see
why I can't go now with my friend, so I ran outside. I whistled for a cab and
when it came near I could see the driver was one of my fathers friends. This
guy is cool, he used to give us rides everywhere, he worked for a small locally
owned taxi company, the license plate said 'fresh' and it had dice in the
mirror. Pimp mode. He asked if I wanted a ride back home so I can get my
stuff, But I thought 'Now forget it...' "Yo homes to Bel Air". Since I didn't have
a passport yet, I just asked if he could drive me down there and I could just
meet up with my friend and his auntie and uncle at their place. So we drive,
takes about 11 and a half hours. I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I
yelled to the cabbie "Yo homes smell ya later", I looked at my kingdom I was
finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.
spent most of our days, just shootin' some b-ball outside of the school, chillin'
out maxin' relaxin' all cool. It was about 6 o'clock, pretty hot outside, we
decided to go to the 711 and get a slurpee, as we were leaving a couple of
guys who were up to no good passed us with a backpack that really reaked of
a paint/primer smell and what looked to be the white filter masks around
there necks. We ignored it and went to the store, my friend got a call from his
dad [who was on his way home from work] about some punks making trouble
in my neighborhood. So we hop on our razors and scoot out butts over there,
we find them behind the water tower, my friend throws his helmet down and
goes up to one of the kids and pushes him down. I stand back watching, then
I make my move. I got in one little fight with one of the kids, we ran home,
explained to everyone, and my mom got scared. My friends mom came over
and said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'", he was already
involved in previous accidents with the law, they had to let him go. The next
morning [yesterday] at around 6 A.M, I took my friend to the airport, we
chatted for a bit while he was getting his ticket, his flight didn't leave for
another few hours. I have never been down to California, so I couldn't see
why I can't go now with my friend, so I ran outside. I whistled for a cab and
when it came near I could see the driver was one of my fathers friends. This
guy is cool, he used to give us rides everywhere, he worked for a small locally
owned taxi company, the license plate said 'fresh' and it had dice in the
mirror. Pimp mode. He asked if I wanted a ride back home so I can get my
stuff, But I thought 'Now forget it...' "Yo homes to Bel Air". Since I didn't have
a passport yet, I just asked if he could drive me down there and I could just
meet up with my friend and his auntie and uncle at their place. So we drive,
takes about 11 and a half hours. I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I
yelled to the cabbie "Yo homes smell ya later", I looked at my kingdom I was
finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.
