[JUSWESTCOASTIN]

It was the local shitbag everyone knew, he went by the streetname CUSTOM IMPALA. He was your typical EMO type kid, you know the tight girl pants, wallet chain, and bad black dye job on top of his head. "Oh shit dawg you got yourself a pimpin ass cane right there." Custom spoke. "If you let me hold that I can get you atleast $150 bones for it." "I'm about to go hit Walmart up, I'm crossin out everyone on the wall, why don't you come tag with me?''

[mr64magic]

Then almost as if it was an ecplipse the sun was gone. I looked over to see what had blocked the sun light. It was the biggest damn Mf of a guy I'd ever seen. He stood about 7 or 8 feet tall I swear. He was huge it was like a white incedible Hulk. He was so big he just blocked out the sun and cast a shadow what seemed a mile long. To the side of him I could see outta the corner of my eye a sliver 63. I knew exactly who it was.....It was BIG HARLEY. He grabbed custom right up off the ground like the big machines and the junk car yards that load the cars into the crusher. His hand seemed to wrap all the way around customs body as the fingers were almost touching each other. He raised him and walked off as he was yelling at him somthing about Scaming people nad something about some guys at LAYITLOW that were lookinbg to kick his ass after he was finished kicking his ass. That was the last anyone had ever heard of Custom. I learned that day to never cross the man known as Big Harley. It was getting late and I had to be getting back. I was thankful the entire way home that Harley didn't know the bike I had a wasn't mine. Or I would have gotten a close up look at his fist and boots. We had chili dogs for dinner for some strange reason I didn't feel like eating mine. I fell asleep with surprizing great ease but it was short only to be suddenly woken up a few hours later in the middle of the night by...........

[1lowcut]

A huge weight on my back and a hand over my mouth. When I gathered the strength to turn my head I saw it was the kid who called himself 1lowcut. The same kid I jacked for some shoes earlier was now in my house holding me down. I knew why he was here and what he wanted. What I didn’t know was just how crazy this guy was. As I was squirming and tossing trying to get him off he pulled out a blade and said “shut your mouth you little bitch”. Not knowing what this guy would do I stopped tossing and fighting. In a quite and crazed voice he said to me, “I told you I would find you. Now I’m gonna take back my shoes and your gonna be my little bitch, one day I will call on you again and you will follow my command as if it was given by god himself. Or you could take this blade in your ass right now and we’ll call it even.” I knew I didn’t want to die that night and I didn’t have a blade of my own near to fight so I agreed by just shaking my head. By this time the one they call slammed had already gotten the shoes back and was headed back out the window. For just a split second 1lowcut took his hand off my mouth and as soon as I could turn around his fist was about two inches from my face and all I remember was seeing that Oldsmobile ring right before it collided with my face. Next thing I know I was opening my eyes and it was pure daylight out and my whole body was aching. That first hit must have put me out and by the pain in my body I could tell that he whopped my ass even after I was knocked out. Right then I knew that 1lowcut was no joke. If he would beat me so bad while I was already knocked out I would never want to know what he would do to me if I crossed him again. As I was picking my self up off the floor……….

[mr64magic]

Lil D noticed the room was still kinda dark but there was daylight coming through the window. The curtain flapping in the breeze from last nights escape by lowcut. He had no idea what the hell time it was, must have been out for several hours. Lil D noticed a gold gleem coming from the corner shining in the sun but it was also dark. My eyes focused and he saw someone sitting in the chair in corner. He must have noticed and the shadowy figure with a gold smile stood upand walked toward the window. He eclipsed the light coming through the window and I could only see the outline of the figure. he had on a long fur coat and a large hat. No matter how dark it was his golden smile could be seen even from under the hat. Just then D felt a cane come forward as it poked him in the chest. He came closer and in a low raspy voice asked, "who did this to ya boy?" Lil d's mouth was still bloody and hurt like hell, inside he wanted to ask "who the hell are you?" but all D could do was mumble and it came out like hmmmmmsmmsmm sss. Then man replied and just said. "Nevermind, I'm Justwest for your info." as he exited the room. D ran to the window and saw a White SUV parked out in front of the house. He got right in and was gone.

Chapter 2.

JustWEST was speeding down the street trying to figure out why D-rugs and Magic had sent him over there to check on him. Probably cause it was 3 in the afternoon and no one had heard from lil D all day. Justwest's cell phone began ringing. it was the ringtone of souljah boy. Who the hell could it have been?..........