wandsworth/brixtonWhere you do that bird fam?
I spent half of 2013 up in pentonville
never seen the ville. Was you there when that guy escaped? something about he climbed ontop of the gym, some old guy too.
wandsworth/brixtonWhere you do that bird fam?
I spent half of 2013 up in pentonville
smh my last stint I was locked up out of town and had no one to put money on my books for commissary so I was stuck with the cheap toothpaste ironically called "Maximum Security" and the cheap soap and deodorant. So my breath smelled crazy and I was mad musty for 3 weeks.



No jail for civil court.

did 2 days in the county for a m1 assault charge took a year to get : felt like a statistic it expunged i always worked 2 jobs my main and a pt when i was looking to get a new pt job it kept showing on my record kept getting deniednever again felt like a statistic
keep your record clean coli brothers( or get it expunged asap)


u chris brown ya chick?![]()
I was in love with this girl (still kinda love her), I just wanted to show her that I am worthy of her... But she never accepted me back, no matter what I did... I did some stupid shyt out of hurt & animosity towards her.... which only made shyt worse... But nah I aint never hit the bytch.... never will put my hands on a woman. But she crushed my heart... she was my first love my nikka. 
Worst thing you can do brotha. My Lil homie had the same thing in CT. 5 years free until he got caught with a broken taillight in Oakland 5 minutes from the house. He spent 4 months back east and his family spent a gaup fighting the charges and flying his ass back home. Spend the G get a atty on retainer and have them appear for you.

But I dunno....wandsworth/brixton
never seen the ville. Was you there when that guy escaped? something about he climbed ontop of the gym, some old guy too.
Jail makes me scared, I've always been a goody two shoes, and for once in my life i wanna do something bad, break the rules so bad
maybe use a illegal substance or something or attack somebody with the tools in my bag for no reason at all 
Lol yoooo that happened just before I went in yea he was some white breddah in his 60's climbed out through the ceiling. I think they caught him after a couple days and shipped him to cat A. Man dem were pissed up in there we had no gym for the first 2months I was there cuz of this breddah. Plus there was staff shortages and snow that year so we were on some 23hr bang up shyt half the time. Peak times


. It was one of the most defining times of my life. will always continue to tell it.Did a few county stints on traffic tickets and shyt. one of the most memorable stories was seeing some Nikkas from Chicago get caught up in Detroit on some Dope charges. It's ironic because the week prior I had read the story of their arrest in the newspaper. They got pulled over on the highway. Them boys called the dogs out and they found; and I quote exactly (to my recollection) A ki, a half ki, an eigth of a ki, an oz. and an eightball of cooked cocaine. Them nikkas knew they was about to do some time. They was in there biting their nails and shyt. cursing that damn police dog. Having conversations with God out loud and shyt. I felt sorry for them. They seemed like good dudes... except they sold crack. this was during the disproportionate law times. So Them Nikkas was prolly looking at life. I never heard or found out what became of them... I hope they by now seen the light of day. Because it was obvious that they were pawns.
My worst stint was as a Juvenile. I was a runaway. Caught with about 10 rocks at 16. police twisted my arm until my shoulder dislocated. banged my head on a brick wall.Took me to the precinct, threatened to beat my ass if I was lying about my age. Some old Uncle tom ass cop sang a song seemingly to mock me while he was taking my prints booking me and shyt. when they took me to the cell house it was like a scene from the movies. everyone waving their hands through the bars trying to get the CO's attention. He put me in the first cell. everybody asking for a cigarette. the metal walls were rusted from inmates pissing in the corner.
later they brought in 2 kids my age that had beat a crackheads ass. a female CO came and told us that if you got a gun or drug charge You going to the Youth home. They both looked at Me with sorrow on their faces. They was like " You gonna have to fight for Your life up in there. I didn't really feel any type of way. I was just tired of the street life and missed the restrictive home that I ran away from. In my heart i knew I was ready for whatever. I remember being transported to the Juvenile. As I'm being processed in, there was a riot on the 4th floor. The intake "clerk" gave me pants that were so big that they would fall down if I didn't hold them up... And guess where they put me? On the 4th floor where they just squashed the uprising. I told the nurse there that I was suicidal so they gave me a mattress in the hallway. When day broke I just sat back and watched... Who was strong, who was weak etc. the next night they put me in my own room. And the nikka in the cell next to me would sing himself to sleep. I swear that nikka had a beautifull voice. Not on some gay r&b shyt. The nikka could just sing and I was in awe by that shyt.
After the first couple of days I was able to move about and scope the situation. There were killers there. Young rich nikkas on the phone talking about selling their benz's and shyt to try to make bond. In the Day room there was a table where all the "big" boys sat. right in front of the TV. They were the first to get lunch trays and shyt. I knew I had to make some type of power play. the next day, I was the first one out and I sat at the table. The dude that I presumed to be the leader. confronted me and said "That seat is already taken killa" had he came at me any other way I knew it would get ugly. but because he called me killer I was Just like "ok" and moved. None of them nikkas fukked with me after that. It was just a quiet unspoken respect. A few days later this young big nikka came in. didn't respect the pecking order. just grabbed a chair and took it and sat down in front of the TV. He was asked to move several times. but he was like "fukk that! I aint moving shyt." that night almost the whole pod beat his ass in the bathroom.
One of the things that stick out the most in my mind was all of the Young black males. I remember moving about the facility and You would just see hundrends maybe thousands of black teenagers of every hue, height,fat, skinny. many with battle scars, missing teeth, casts on limbs, black eyes, faces stitched up. It was surreal. because danger was always there. If God was in my life at that moment, He was definitely smiling at me. because I left unscathed.
Just spent 8 hours in holding as a 17 year old that was enough for me never again.
Bruh it's no longer civil when you violate the order of protection.... If a bytch get a restraining order on you, and you violate it, it turns criminal.
Bruh I got a straight up warrant for my arrest.
Bruh is m1 assault a felony or a misdemeanor? And is it hard getting that shyt expunged off your record?
To be real.. I figured this whole court shyt is about MONEY. If you got the money you can get out of anything.... except murder or some shyt.
nikka hell nah....I was in love with this girl (still kinda love her), I just wanted to show her that I am worthy of her... But she never accepted me back, no matter what I did... I did some stupid shyt out of hurt & animosity towards her.... which only made shyt worse... But nah I aint never hit the bytch.... never will put my hands on a woman. But she crushed my heart... she was my first love my nikka.
What kinda charge did he have? And bruh I'm just tryna graduate college.... I aint got time to spend a rack on a lawyer.. I gotta pay my credit cards off, and I gotta pay tuition cause financial aid aint fukkin with a nikka the strong way no more.
I've heard of people living with warrants for 10+ years, and it doesn't effect their lives cause it's just a misdemeanor warrant, and it be out of state.But I dunno....
I guess he don't mind the banana suit
Wandsworth was the same stiff bang up, Brixton was like butling without the gyal doe
The only thing I'm proud prison taught me, is the value of hard work, how we all are truly equal and how I don't want my life to be. So much pain, wasteman and more pain behind them walls. Before I went in I was on some dumb shyt, but it was a big wake up call.
Bruh it's no longer civil when you violate the order of protection.... If a bytch get a restraining order on you, and you violate it, it turns criminal.
Bruh I got a straight up warrant for my arrest.
Bruh is m1 assault a felony or a misdemeanor? And is it hard getting that shyt expunged off your record?
To be real.. I figured this whole court shyt is about MONEY. If you got the money you can get out of anything.... except murder or some shyt.
nikka hell nah....I was in love with this girl (still kinda love her), I just wanted to show her that I am worthy of her... But she never accepted me back, no matter what I did... I did some stupid shyt out of hurt & animosity towards her.... which only made shyt worse... But nah I aint never hit the bytch.... never will put my hands on a woman. But she crushed my heart... she was my first love my nikka.
What kinda charge did he have? And bruh I'm just tryna graduate college.... I aint got time to spend a rack on a lawyer.. I gotta pay my credit cards off, and I gotta pay tuition cause financial aid aint fukkin with a nikka the strong way no more.
I've heard of people living with warrants for 10+ years, and it doesn't effect their lives cause it's just a misdemeanor warrant, and it be out of state.But I dunno....