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      𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗦 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗥

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𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗦 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗥


      The streets, they move fast.

      The dope game, it move fast.

      Once a young boy jumped off that porch, feet touching that unloving pavement, he was stuck. There was no going back to a regular boy. Drugs threw into his hands and bullets firing that he had to dodge. But the fast money, it was like velcro—hard to pull apart. The life and death situations start to be worth it for those green bills.

      That young boy turning into the one holding the gun and not in front of it.

      The life makes a person grow up quicker and forces you to ice your heart. It also forces the boy to get his hands bloody. A rival person shoots at you, it's up to the boy on rather he wants to punk out—risk continuing to dodge bullets from the same individual—or put on those big boy boxers and retaliate.

      𝙳𝚎'𝙰𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚛 chose up. It was naturally in him.

      As many people as he shot at, done drive-bys on, he would've never guessed his first body would be his own father.

      The world gotta way of putting one through hoops and that's been his whole life. Unlike the first and last born's of the Booker household, D didn't have a outlet that people would put under "getting his family out the hood", or even pull him out the house to not hear his Mother getting abused in the next room.

      All he had was something to drown out the noise—a vinyl record player blasting 80s Hip-Hop. Although the household was in shambles, that led to De'Aundre developing a talent with turntables and mixing records.

      De's love for music grew and he would sneak into a after dark club that allowed DJs and rappers to perform live at just twelve years old.

      His talent was doubted for a while. But the night he went up against a all-time winner twice his age in a turntable competition, De's mix with 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗙𝗔𝗛 Dance for Me, that won him two hundred dollars right before his Halloween birthday and gained him respect around that after dark spot, even with him being underage.

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