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I said-a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie

To the hip hip hop-a you don't stop the rock

It to the bang-bang boogie, say up jump the boogie

To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat











𝕴 LISTEN TO THE SONG THAT'S playing from the car's radio, I'm in the car with Darius as we drive towards Ma's salon, his eyes are glued onto the road as he drives the car hands stuck on the steering wheel.


"Why you playing this old school goofy stuff?" I turn to ask him with a raised brow upon hearing Rapper's Delight that begins to play from the car's radio.


Darius only shrugs his shoulders, still focused solely on driving, "Change it then." He simply mumbles, way too simple of a response that I sigh bored and slouch in my seat.


He looks at me through the rear mirror and I see his eyes brighten before I notice that he's laughing; I turn to look at him completely confused and he glances at me before his eyes are back onto the road.


"What's funny?" I question him.


He makes a sigh sound affect after he's done laughing, "You should've seen your face."


"Shut the fuck up." I mumble as a joke to which he smiles.


I turn to look towards the window as I watch us pass by familiar numerous shops and stores that I've seen over a million times as we head over towards the salon.


It's dull outside and life looks dead due to the clouds that block the sunlight, it's winter after all and it's getting colder by day by day.


Suddenly a thought comes upon my mind.


"How's things going on with your carrer." I ask him my eyes glancing over towards him as I notice him sigh before slightly grinning.


I haven't asked my brother about his carrer in ages, not wanting to make myself seem more suspicious. But I'm curious after he recently told me that he's working on getting a record deal.


Especially when that record deal is for ruthless.


Darius rests his hands off the steering wheel for a moment as the car approaches a red light, looking at me for a moment, "I do shows and shit, but I'm finna release my own shit." He insists reducing the song that's playing off the radio to hear me better.


I excitedly hum in response.


I begin to feel a wave of guilt flow over me, he doesn't know that I decided to be the nosey sister and follow him to his job even though he told me not to. I know that if he finds out this, he's not going to be pleased.


"You know I got a record deal with Ruthless, I'm boutta finish it up in the studio today." He smiles looking at me to which I return.


His hands go back to their hands on usual position on the steering wheel as he accelerates the car once the traffic lights turn a bright green.


"You really going to the studio today?" I question him with a surprised bright voice, leaning forwards in my seat upon surprisal and excitement.


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