The Neighborhood Hope Dealer

2).

LA Confidential ... 

Oh not the Illuminati Deck     

Nip and Sam get into it. Their Moma and Grandmoma putting away their luggage

"You back home right man? I mean the hood boys keep coming over here off Hoover Street wanting beef. Like they know I got a tough ass bruh, but you gone off into some other type energy. So what I fight them hard ankles all myself? I can! I can get some of them tear drops and stripes for my dirty deeds too, need be"

"Shut up, Sam, shit! They bag bodies everyday round chere! We good! I'm Nip Nigga! My favorite word, Niggah, huh? Looking up with his sad puppy dog eyes! I anit let no drugged or laced up niggah come fo me. Imma beat these hood rats at their own game. That's why Imma start studying the Illuminati right now. Open my duffle bag. I didn't let Moma know I bought these myself. Last time I checked, she did not have this deck. Called 'All Seeing Eye'"

"All Money In No Money Out"

Sam be knowin

"We not there yet Blac Sam"

"Blac Who?"

He thought all that name calling was unnecessary. Like Nip on some militant shit too from the sound of it

"Turn up that volume. I need to get pumped. You can ask questions and take notes"

"Fuck I thought I was the smart one" Sam looked for those deck of Tarot Cards

"Niggah, you Helleva smarts! What the fuck I say huh" Nip just taller Sam anit gone never grow

"This black deck with that third eye on each card? You fucking with this shit? Moma and Grand Maw they just do readings, but this shit confidential mane. What if just by opening this deck breaking 'The Great Seal' we not be knowin and then we mo fucked up in here than over on Hoover a Street fo sho" 

"I am studying these cards. Anit got shit to do with 'The Fosters or The Henly's or 'The Lathans' or 'The Douglass uglass" hoping he did not leave out nobody else's family dramas

"You left out, ' The Hussles' " Sam been getting called Blac Sam Hussle in the hood. Mainly, because they know Blac Sam is Nip's shooter

"Oh yeah , The Tollers, some of the OG Uncles are related by marriage not by blood"

"When you find that shit out Blac Sam Hussle?" Than Nip The Great felt that he would confront those who thought to give his humble brother that warrior name. Sam thinks he can live up to it though. 

Nip shuffles the deck and re-shuffles. Making sure he see's every card and pulls every card. Sam needs a good ole Illuminati reading from his warrior brother

"Oh meanwhile, Sam print me off some flyers"

"There you go multitasking and doing fourteen jobs at one time. Where you from Jamaica?" Knowin good and hell well they both not for that matter

Sam working up a sweat "what you want these mutha-suckas to say and anit much ink so you might want to re- think the amount for anotha day dawg"

"You right, but we gon take a ride thru Hoover Street and address them niggahs ova there late tonight"

Sam thought "oh I'm printing our obituary huh?" Sam anit you a gangsta or not nigga

"First Card I pulled from deck, Evening Star Card "

"What it mean?" Sam feels Nip gon crack that spell if he takes him the next twenty years. Nip be done grew facial hair and might change his total look. Their culture they take on a very distinctive appearance.