...He heard the eleventh, "Make the call!" And what the twelfth motha fucka do?
"Well what's wrong?"
Usually My Dear Sweet Sistas and Brothas it is clean. No problems whatsoeva! Easy money. Yao Ming?
"Do yo job nigga ta the best of your abilities and they can't fire you. That's all Son!" Dick's Father's Rah-Rah Speech!
He had found out that's some rhetorical bullshit! His Father was speaking about Men, that had morals. Men, that their word was bond...I remember that Daddy! And a whole lot more! And...this ain't right! And you's a lie!
Now! Now?! You's a lyin motha fucka Daddy! For real! Things sho nuff change!
You didn't tell me bout that!?
You motha fucka! You said Daddy. "Rules are rules! The law is the law!" Ain't that what you said? He was thinking as he made the twelfth...
And when the motha fucka had the nerves ta let come out of his fuckin mouth: "Well what's wrong?"
And he repeated with a three count beat in between the numbers, he repeated himself, "Nine-One-One!" Then the twelfth motha fucka got it! Yes! You dirty motha fuckas! You!...
"Make the call please, Dick! Dick please make the call!" And Dick started singing an ol Michael Jackson hook, "She's outta my....life!" Fuck it! I'm Free!...
This is a cautionary tale fo sho! Shit ain't eva been that easy! Eva! But he and 'Young The Great', all the same, and sang right along with the motha fuckin song, "Superposition." Oh, yes he did My Dear Sweet Sistas and Brothas!
Before he had to make that one time call! Then he'd be free!...
(Peace! More to come...)
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