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Originally Posted by MR 2 GUN UN
* a bloody jungle returns to the QB apartment/crakk house they live at and see's nas watchin tv*
jungle: ayo nas why you aint help me son
nas: what you talkin bout i had a rhyme i had to right down real quick, i was just comin down to fight
jungle: nicca that was an hour ago
nas: i was comin now
jungle: so were's the pen & paper then
nas: er...what?
jungle: let me see what you wrote
nas: its private
jungle: nas get the book
nas: *trembling* its private
*jungle slaps nas with the remote and grabs the book of rhymes from down the side of the chair*
jingle: *reading* hi in the sky i see the birds fly
qb bullies i hate you die die die
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anne jones walks in the kitchen and sees jungle standing there bloodied with no shoes on
anne jone: sonny boy wheres your shoes
jungle: these kids jumped me and took them and threw them on the telephone wire
anne jones: they did WHAT.... i told you not to go outside alone you no its dangerous out there
jungle: but i wasnt outside alone mommy .....
anne jones: .....so you was out side with another person and they let this happen too my baby... give me the number to that cowards parents so i can call them and tell them how much a wangsta they are ...
jungle: ok... the number is (212) 989 - 7135
anne jone: jungle stop playing around thats our number
jungle:

i know........ i was with nas but he ran like the wind and left me to fight both of them
anne jones : nasir get your b1tch ass in here ,....
nas (aka carl lewis)- yes mamma
anne jones : is what jungle is telling me true.......did you really leave your brother out there to become a "vic"
nas: what had happenened is ...... i