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               but you ain’t sayin shit, if ya wordz ain’t strong                                      if u ain’t kickin dat Hard2daKore, u ain’t sayin jack                        I saw ya CD in da record store--on dat cheap rack-unh!              now peep that, ya big mouth--stop screamin’ so loud            ICU still --don’t know what da the fuck u talkin about                                                                                 I heard dey still -throwin’ shit at u from outta da crowd             I heard ya shit was so bad--they wound up throwin u out                                                                                  now ya ass just got kicked 2 da curb---u fuckin herb          ‘cause you ain’t forrr, ( what? ) DA WAR OF DA WORDS!” 
    Mike was nodding his head to the beat, as I waited for his response. “Yo Kore, that shit right there was dope as hell son! I didn’t know you had skills like that word up! Nigga, you’d be a fuckin’ fool if you didn’t do somethin’ with that talent. Ok, shit all them papers you got right there. I know you got some more so go ‘head rip some more of that shit my nigga!” Mike yelled excitedly as the beat continued to play. So I continued.
    O.k. now gimme your best shot nigga, I can take it               like Betty Crocker, whippin shit up, so I can bake it                                                                                     and eat it too--you tryina play me--but I played you             since yall already know who Da Mann, I’ma see it through                                                                        dem trick niggas love to bite, and hog up the mic                                                                                 like Jimmy Walker you’ll be callin me Kid--Dy-No-Miiite                                                                                   I shine like dat bright light shiiit, I’m outta siiight                    and I ignite like gunpowder, about to blow up this site                                                                                  late at night--I pack heat when I creep                                   leave you dead like raw meat nigga, aint nothin sweet                                                                          about me--u done fucked around an took the wrong route--see? Now watch me… “Whoooa that’s it my nikka!” Mike interrupted abruptly. I stopped quickly. “What’s the matter, what happened, did you like it?” I asked.
    “What! Did I like it? Word up Kore, that shit right there is fire water baby!” Mike cheered. Yo, you should definitely listen to your cousin and try to get some type of deal or somethin. You gotta be mad careful though, because a lotta them music industry mafuc…” Mike’s sentence was broken by the sound of the door unlocking. It must be Sinnimin. I thought. We both got quiet as the door slowly opened.      
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    8
    SINNIMIN’S HOME         
    (Korey)
     
    The door opened slowly and in walked my girl. She was carrying a couple of shopping bags