“Mr. Simon had a big bad fuckin’ dog.” “And he treated that mutt like a piece of shit.” “Every day, in the blazin’ sun or the pissin’ rain, that dog …

“My mom used to be a church goin’ woman.” “Every Sunday in the hood, she’d drag us by the drug dealers, the hookers, and the gang bangers to go sit …

“Imagine one big mother fuckin’ field.” “That shit is overgrown as fuck.” “There’s giant fuckin’ weeds growin’ all over the place, the odd beautiful flower and there’s a dipshit ‘thinker’ …

“Attached to my right arm, a Black Hand used to reside.” “It was a big fuckin’ Black Hand with five beautiful fighting fingers.” “And when it came to losin’ that …

“I remember this one bitch.” “This girl stood in the middle of the street like her shit didn’t stink. She was wavin’ about a fuckin’ bible, shoutin’ about God, sinners …

At Up in Smoke, you could smell it. You could see it. You fuckin’ choked on it. The flames were barely ignited, and plumes of smoke converged over Old School …

“A group of taggers made a small town’s life miserable.” “Every week they’d make their way to the towns display wall and spray paint it with whatever the fuck they …

“The law once made me complete community service.” “And they saw fit to enter me into the Big Brother program.” “They gave me this snotty nose little white boy who …

“There’s this fucking dickhead called Wiz.” “And this was the best God damn day of his miserable pathetic little fuckin’ life.” “He woke up on a Monday morning feeling fresh …

“There ain’t a lot of parking outside my apartment.” “You gotta get in whilst the gettin’ is good.” “I’ve figured out that if I get home by a certain time, …