Posted by demario on Fri Jun 20 11:50:25 2003: IP Address: 209.175.47.253
In Reply to: homestead hoes posted by motownfolife on Sat Jan 18 20:41:47 2003:
: moberly sucks... but when you're a strapping young africam american lad with 20 dollars and a paint job... moberly starts lookin pretty good when the folks go to bed, you know what i'm sayin. when i roll my ride into homestead, i feel like a criminal sticking his dirty hands up a silk skirt. that's right, there's more hoes in homestead than there are housewives home, so when the lights go out and Tupac gets turned up... it don't take 10 minutes before 12 hot bitches come running out by their mailboxes lookin to fuck. and i say, "hey there sugar, wanna go get a limeade?" fuck, these girls are easier than them cairo hoes--at least they make you work, you know what i'm saying? in homestead, they just hop back there with the bags of dope and oregano and bat there abercrombie eyelashes at me till the impala crosses into the wrong side of morley. 30 minutes later i say "bitch, i'm droppin yo ass off at south texaco and goin to taco bell, so take your panties and don't tell your daddy the mayor or whatever the fuck he does that requires a suit at duvalls that you just got worked over by the kind of guy he pays taxes to lock up." and then the next day at school, i'll tell coach morris, "sorry coach.. flunked all my tests and got drunk this week. tell john gibbs to give me 30 bucks for some crack and don't tell the attendance office that i'm off to columbia to go dancing at Georges with Bubba's ID. Peeeace." And he'll shake his moustache and slap Jean Anderson.. and she'll go hit Whitney and pretty soon everybody's slappin eachother and carryin on and i'm peacin out witih a hennessey and coke sayin "i'm from motown motherfuckers! you know how to spell that shit?" yeah, it's all politics in moberly-- those motherfuckers sit around at the optimist suppers eatin sausage with plastic forks, talkin about how the "youth's gotta change round here. them boys are out causin no good." makes me wanna walk in there and holla "motherfuckers! your fatasses hang out at CC Sawyers readin the monitor index while we're out fightin for our lives in the trenches... i'm talkin west coates street motherfucker... where motherfuckers carry a switchblade. i've seen my life flash before me, man, and you're sittin there eatin your sausage talking about a soccer game and about how the school board voted. you wanna know about life on the streets, you just jump into this tinted impala with myself, dede, two pounds of dope and a mcdonalds cheesburger and see how long you survive. you'd end up pissin your pants and we'd have to drop you off at save more, you know what i'm sayin? shit. moberly's a hard world.... you jsut gots to be a hard man.
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