August 8th '96
Dame was let go from that prison cell and back on the New York streets! The night of his release, he didn't want to party, he wanted to eat at his favorite restaurant with his best friend. Chinos burger stand in 178th and Merman Blvd. The guy messed up my order, he and dame argued for a while then Dame went crazy. He drug him out the stands window and pistol whipped him. I took the charge since Dame just got out and I was done with community service. I admitted to it and got 2 month in prison.
August 23rd '96
This some ol bullshit, prison sucks! When I get out I'll never get on this side on the law again! In here I picked up on old beef I had in high school. Brayden Howie is the biggest bitch I know. He's mad still because in high school, I stole his girl and his spot in the talent show. So he and his gang jumped me on the yard. He was let go before I was, oh well. Forgive and forget. But the rest of my sentence I kept writing my songs. On my parole hearing, I got shanked and sent to the infirmary. They thought I didn't want to be paroled, so they gave me another 3 months. The man who shanked me was found beat, a gashed forehead and 3 broken ribs in the shower with a bar of soap in his mouth. Not saying I did it but, keep your hands to yourself and don't get mad when the person you hit, hits you back.
January 9th '97
They let me free after 5 months. Dame took me to a warehouse on my first day out with a special "surprise". It was Brayden tied up with a gash in his head. I told Dame to get rid of him and do it now. He thought I meant kill him, so he shot him in the heart twice. I told him that's NOT what I meant at all! I told him to stop being so crazy so unnecessarily.
I figured out pac died while I was locked away, I felt so sad because he was my idol. Stacy also had my son Andre Lee Smith. She middle named him Lee because she felt sorrow of the whole situation. The baby looks more so like Lee than me, Not saying it's not mine. He moved from California to Florida and never contacted Stacy after being let free from prison. I asked Dame to find out where Lee was to get him to at least hear out Stacy. Dames crazy ass sent 30 killers to find Lee. When they did, they hogtied him and sent him to New York in a pine box half dead. I took him to the hospital and got him the care he needed for his life. I told Dame to take a walk before it got ugly in this hospital. Lee apologized for stabbing me, and I apologized for impregnating his wife. We talked about doing more music but he needs to recover first.
When I left the hospital, Dame was sitting on my car with a bottle of Cola he asked what that stint I did in the hospital was. I told him he was getting out of control and needs to control himself or keep his distance from me. He said he'd control himself.
Fast forward to the recovery. Lee made a full recovery by May 3rd '97 by then they had talked about Pretty Boys 2 and a soundtrack for a movie. Our plans were going good as planned.
Somebody booked me for a house show in The Bronx. Nasir Brooks was having a birthday party for his son Sincere. When I showed up, Nasir told me straight up, if Dame was on any bullshit, he would be shot down. And I said I comprehend. Dame showed up drunk and got smart with Nasir. It ended with dame shooting Nasir's best friend Sinclaire in the face, Killing him instantly. Dame fled in my car! Fucking asshole! Nasir told me we were still coo it's just Dame. Nasir offered me and Lee a deal, 5.3 million for a tour around the world, dude has connects with bigger labels than biggie and pac could ever be, so we took it. On our first show, I told Dame to be cool! Nasir already wants his head in a platter and eaten by a bear. So he kept cool, until our last show in Georgia. He seen Nasir and opened fire! He missed but he got the message though.
So now it's Nasir vs Dame. This is bad, our promoter vs my best friend. I chose not to get involved since I'm just the singer. Me and Lee dropped Pretty Boys 2 the weekend before thanksgiving and it went QUADRUPLE PLATINUM!!!! Oooouuuuhhh SHHHIT! That's a lot of money! Nasir said he'd sign off our checks for 51 million! Man life is good! But we had to wait since it's about thanksgiving time. Witch is understandable.
The day after thanksgiving, I see in the news a big kingpin was murdered. He was 6'3 a light skin man. Wait..... THATS NASIR! Oh HELL! Our money! It's obvious who did it. Dame! I confronted him about it and he got pissy at me so I punched him in the jaw and said if I seen him again I'd kill him.
December 4th '97
We buried Nasir. Later that day, me and Lee had a show in Brooklyn dedicated to him. It was a rock out show! That was the show everybody HAD to see. If you missed it, you missed a whole era and good entertainment. Lee even stage dived and rapped unreleased songs. Rapped, Not sung, So did I. Stacy even busted a couple tunes! It was live! When I left, I went and visited my mom a visit, It was her birthday. But Dame was in the shadows of my street. He shot me 6 times in my head, neck,chest, and fist. He shot my mom too when she looked out her window to see what the noise was. I died on the spot.
Andre Smith
1976-1997
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