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I was reading a thread about if you had to choose to be a gangsta with no worries and i ended up type my life story to give the kid some advice. I think it should have it own thread now that reread it, I'm gonna just copy and paste it below without editing the slang.
http://sythe.org/showthread.php?t=1314677
I live in pgh where wiz is from, I live in a part called Garfield. Coming up all i seen was drug dealers , shoot outs all that crazy shit, my dad was a even drug dealer. When me and my brother hit 8th grade/9th grade we started getting into the street aswell. i started off selling weed in school, my 8th grade year i got caught with 3 oz off 50 and got kicked out of my middle school. When i hit 9th grade me and my bro started robbing drug dealers and shit getting 2k bands from each lick. When i turned 15 about to turn 16 me and my brother caught a gun charge and was put on house arrest. we did a couple mouths of that cause we had some expensive ass lawyers and good grades they put us on home detention "catching calls". I remember this shit like it was yesterday. Me and my brother was suppose to go to the club. Next thing you know i got a call from my aunt talking about she was glad i answered the phone she thought i got shoot in the head up by her house. My brother live close to her so i calls his phone like 5 times got no answer. I didn't wanna live the house cause i had to catch one more call. Long story short my brother ended up getting arrested the next day and charged with murder execution style. They gave him life at 17 years old with no prole. This life style isn't what they hype it up to be bro, I wish i never done the shit i did. I'm lucky all my charges was juvenile none of it shows on my record for a job. I miss my bro to death it's fucked up tho cause i can't even go visit him because we caught charges together they said no old co defenders can visit. I haven't seen him in 3-4 years. This life style only leads to one road that's on some real shit. Don't grow up before you suppose to because when you are grown you'll be bitter as fuck with no feeling for life. Free my brother
http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/08220/902450-53.stm
Edit: We was young at the time and that's all we really knew, but if he seen how the are city was doing right now. i bet he would be a hole different person.
http://sythe.org/showthread.php?t=1314677
I live in pgh where wiz is from, I live in a part called Garfield. Coming up all i seen was drug dealers , shoot outs all that crazy shit, my dad was a even drug dealer. When me and my brother hit 8th grade/9th grade we started getting into the street aswell. i started off selling weed in school, my 8th grade year i got caught with 3 oz off 50 and got kicked out of my middle school. When i hit 9th grade me and my bro started robbing drug dealers and shit getting 2k bands from each lick. When i turned 15 about to turn 16 me and my brother caught a gun charge and was put on house arrest. we did a couple mouths of that cause we had some expensive ass lawyers and good grades they put us on home detention "catching calls". I remember this shit like it was yesterday. Me and my brother was suppose to go to the club. Next thing you know i got a call from my aunt talking about she was glad i answered the phone she thought i got shoot in the head up by her house. My brother live close to her so i calls his phone like 5 times got no answer. I didn't wanna live the house cause i had to catch one more call. Long story short my brother ended up getting arrested the next day and charged with murder execution style. They gave him life at 17 years old with no prole. This life style isn't what they hype it up to be bro, I wish i never done the shit i did. I'm lucky all my charges was juvenile none of it shows on my record for a job. I miss my bro to death it's fucked up tho cause i can't even go visit him because we caught charges together they said no old co defenders can visit. I haven't seen him in 3-4 years. This life style only leads to one road that's on some real shit. Don't grow up before you suppose to because when you are grown you'll be bitter as fuck with no feeling for life. Free my brother
http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/08220/902450-53.stm
Edit: We was young at the time and that's all we really knew, but if he seen how the are city was doing right now. i bet he would be a hole different person.










