Cree's P.O.V.
Detriot, 1995
I walked with Clarence, his girlfriend, & the rest of the Free World into The Shelter. "Hey, Faggot." Clarence said. I rolled my eyes watching them walk off laughing from Future. "Hey, Future." I said. "Hey, Cree. What's up?" Future asked me. "Hey, Future. Nothin' just with my dumbass brother & his crew. I'm enjoying every minute of it." I said sarcastically.
"Why don't you hang out with us?" Future said. "I wish I could, I'll hang out later with the 313 crew. I promise." I told Future as the rest of the 313 crew pulled up. "Hey, Cheddar Bob, Iz, & Sol!" I said happily. "What up, Cree!" Cheddar Bob said. "Hey, girl!" Iz said. "Yo, Cee." Sol said. "Hey, Jimmy." I said. I looked at his face more clearly & saw he had a black eye.
"Cree, what are you doing here?" Jimmy asked. "I'm here with my brother." I said. "Oh, who's your brother?" Jimmy asked. I didn't know how long I could keep it inside that Clarence also known as Papa Doc is my brother. "I don't feel like this is a good conversation right now. Are you ready for the battle?" I asked Jimmy. "Yeah, I just had to come off of work tho." Jimmy said.
"Jimmy, can we talk?" I said pulling him aside. He nodded & the rest of the crew left seeing us by ourselves. "I didn't fuck Wink if that's what you're thinking." I started off. "But, I saw him & you in the studio." Jimmy said angrily. "He was drunk & he tried to rape me. I'm just glad you came in time, I would never betray you like that!" I nearly shouted.
"I'm sorry, baby girl. It's just with all the bullshit in my life, I feel like I can't really trust anyone." Jimmy sadly admitted. I hugged him & kissed him. I decided to let it out, I needed him to trust me.
"I have something else to tell you. Papa Doc is my brother." I sighed. Jimmy didn't say anything at first. "Your brother? Your brother, not only did his gang do this to me & he pulled a gun on me, if he finds out about us, we'll never see each other again." Jimmy was panicking.
"You leave Clarence to me. I should tell my parents about what he's been doing. But, that's my blood. I ain't no snitch." I said. "Now, I gotta win. Not just for me, but for us, Cree." Jimmy said. I smiled as the crowd roared as the battles began. "I gotta go." Jimmy ran off. 'I meant to tell him I'm pregnant.' I thought watching him go onstage.
I walked seeing my brother & his crew in their usual spot. I saw Jimmy on stage with Lyckety-Splyt ready to battle. Lyckety chose heads & Future said he goes first. The beat started with his 45 seconds & I waited.
This guy's a choke artist. You'll catch a bad one, you're better off shooting yourself with Papa Doc's handgun.
Climbin' up this mountain, you're weak. I leave you lost without a paddle floating shit's creek.
You ain't Detroit, I'm the "D". You the new kid on the block, bout' to get smacked back to the boondocks.
Fuckin' Nazi, this squad ain't your type. Take some real advice, & form a group with Vanilla Ice.
And what I tell you? You better use it, this guy's a hillbilly, this ain't Willie Nelson music.
Trailer trash, I'll choke you to your last breath & have you lookin' foolish like Cheddar Bob when he shot himself.
Silly Rabbit, I know why they call you that. Cuz, you follow Future, like he got carrots up his asscrack.
And when you acted up, that's when you got jacked up. And left stupid like Tina Turner when she got smacked up.
I'll crack your shoulder blade, you'll get dropped so hard that Elvis'll start turning in his grave.
"I don't know why they let you out in the dark. You need to take your white ass back across 8 mile to the trailer park." Lyckety finished.
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