I got into a fight with this dude who was like 6 3. I'm 5'10. dude played basketball so he's kind of buff. We were having a fight. Then he got white man angry because I kept dodging all his loopy ass punches and was taunting him.
I was letting him get tired. I knew dude wasn't built for a boxing match. so I wasn't going to fukk him up. I wasn't mad lol. he was furious.
Anyway, he went white man on me and kept trying to power bomb me through a table. I stopped it a couple times, but he got me off balance and had control of my body. All I heard was, "put him down now!"
My boy had a bat in his hand and was in his swing ready to clock dude in the back of the head.
That's how we were raised. If dude would have put me through that table I'd probably be dead. My friend was ready to cave is head in because shyt got real.
Last week me and my boys almost got into a rumble with security guards. four of them rolled up on me talking about I look menacing. My boys were in the car and got involved real fast. security calmed down real fast.
If you don't have hitters, good luck in life. I always show certain people love because I know when it comes down to it if I fight they're fighting with me. That's real loyalty. right or wrong you stick with your team.