More than just a man with good looks!!!!!

A Prisoners Story!

Please use your discretion. Some of these lyrics are not suitable for children under the age of 18. Proceed with caution!!!!

Its just another late night in the hood and fresh from doing a 5 year bid in the feds (Federal Penitentiary) Dee steps out of one of his shorties apartments in one of the hardest neighborhoods in Baltimore Maryland and even though Dee is from New York city he’s respected like a King and is feared by every one on the entire east coast.

The word on the streets was that Dee was supposed to be away for the next 20 years but I guess the word on the streets seems to always be missing a few details.

Ladies and gentle men don’t be fooled by your suburban homes and you’re all so seeming safe neighborhoods because this is also a part of the American way!!!!

It’s a summer time Monday night. The weather is perfect Knowledge pulls up in front of 1125 Reisterstown Rd in an all black 2004 G5 wagon with black and chrome spinners. This is definitely the kind of neighborhood you would not expect to see a 150 thousand dollar vehicle coming threw and pulling up any where. Dressed in an all black Cardhart suite and all black Nike leather gloves he gives his crews signature honk of the horn. Dee is inside telling his shorty Angie who’s a caramel complexioned with the tightest body ghetto beauty that he will be back later which is a lie because Dee has already sleighed her for the night so now its time to go handle the reason why he’s in Baltimore in the first place. Dee also dressed in all black and leather gloves cocks back his chrome 45 automatic and slides off the safety. Angie turns to him and says baby please be careful I wanna be able to suck that dick when you get back. Dee smirks and gives her a kiss on the forehead and says Ill be back in a few I just gotto go handle some business. Angie says in a loving and caring voice so what do you need that for? Referring to the heavy artillery. Dee says come on girl this is like American Express you know I don’t leave home with out it. Angie not knowing what he is on his way to do gives Dee a deep loving smile and almost faints when she feels Dees kiss on her head. Dee palming her perfectly round ass hugs her deeply and says Ill be back baby. Angie watches him from the window as he hops in the truck with Knowledge. Angie is confident that Dee is her man and she is his girl even though she has seen him with several different women throughout the years but she trust her man because all of those other women are just business. Or are they?

The streets is a jungle and it is no place for a beautiful, soft and vivaciouse beauty like Angie. Dee manage to keep her away from all of the chaotic affairs which occured througout his street life. He doesnt even allow any of his freinds, well I wouldnt call them freinds lets call them associates, any where near her. Dee is so secretive about his private life that unless you work for the CIA then you would never know exactly where he lived.

Angie is not his only sweet heart but his main sweet heart in Baltimore. He makes it perfectly clear to any other woman that he has encounters with not to cross that line and he would go to any extreme to keep it that way no matter what.

In front of the VIP night club. One of Baltimore’s known hot spots for all the ballers, playas and pimps. Cory Terry Banks or as known to the folks on the streets as Richey Rich is standing with two of his home girls from High School. It’s a beautiful night out. The stars are lighting up the sky and tonight he’s celebrating his 29^th birthday. It’s approximately 2am and the DJ has announced last call for alcohol because unlike the clubs in NYC where Mr. Rich is from the night ends early. Richey is yelling at the top of his lungs I’m that Nigga. Sheryl and Keisha his two friends from high school are just as drunk as he is and are telling him that’s right you sexy mother fucker you that nigga and Keisha in a very seductive voice whispers in his ear and yes I want you to fuck us tonight. Rich very surprised because she said us turns to Keisha and says what the fuck you talking bout girl stop playing. Keisha a dark chocolate beauty with shoulder length hair, hazel eyes and a body that will wake the dead has been around Rich ever since high school and has always wanted not a relationship but just a night of passion with him. Rich also had these deep fantasies about her but never pursued them because Keisha although a chocolate beauty she had a lot of grime and grit in her. It has been rumored that she has robbed several cats on the streets by using her beauty to lure them into a night of passion and maybe a short romance and every guy she has dealt with ended up being killed or wounded for life. Keisha responds to Rich’s surprise to her statement saying mmm hmmmm heel yeah me and Sheryl wanna rock your world daddy. Rich gives a drunk/sexy look and pulls Keisha closer to him and says well what the hell we standing in front, and before he could get the rest of the words out 6 shots rang out hitting Rich twice in the head knocking him back away from Keisha and once in the midsection of his body. The few people that were still in front of the club making their way to their cars started screaming and trying to get out of the line of fire. Keisha and Sheryl screaming hysterically dived onto the hard cement to avoid being shot them selves. After the bullets stopped flying Keisha ran over to Rich yelling rich, get up, Rich come on baby please get up baby. And as she picked him up and put him in her arms she felt a hot piece of steel touching the left side if her temple. As she trembled with great fear she heard a deep voice tell her bitch what I told you about being in the wrong place at the wrong time and with no hesitation the voice pulled the trigger and splattered Keisha’s brains all over the concrete. Sheryl took off running and was met by a shot gun being pointed at her face. Sheryle a half Chinese and half Trinidadian woman who is very seductive was also into the street life always found herself being caught up in the wrong places. She has escaped death on more than one occasion and she had a history of setting men up who were into the street life weather they were stick up kids, drug dealers or pimps it didn’t matter as long as the prize on the other end was hard cold cash she was down with whatever. She is also the one who turned Keisha onto a bisexual lifestyle. Sheryl pleaded wit the gun man. She yelled oh my god I have two kids please don’t kill me, please ill do anything. The gun man looked at her with so much hate and anger and said remember me bitch. Sheryl with tears running down her face was looking at the ground not wanting to make eye contact with the person who is possibly about to take her life. The gun man shouted look at me bitch I want you to remember who the fuck you fucked with. All kinds of thoughts went threw her mind. Was it the nigga in Philly she sucked his dick and then robbed him for 200 dollars? Was it her son’s father who she already had an order of protection against? Or was it just some insane mass murderers who just so happened to want to take her life as well. The gun man said in a heavy but in a way in which he was almost whispering, I said look at me bitch. She raised her head slowly and when she saw the face that was holding her life in a suspended state her eyes became blood shot red with fear as though she had seen the devil him self and before she could say another word, BANG BANG he blew her head off her shoulders and into her next life.

This story may be true you decide. Once again some of the lyrics in this story is not suitable for children under the age of 18.

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