from Flavor Flav's book
One night i went to the studio to meet up with the group. I was late, really late, naw mean? I might have smoked a bit, and im not talking about cigarettes, I'm talking about crack cocaine mixed with weed.
Ok, so id been out having a good time and im feeling good, but now im coming to the studio to get to work with my group. I had my boom box with me... everyone walked around with their boom box back then and i was playing music as i walked into the lobby of the studio.
Professor Griff yanked my box out of my hands and smashed it on the ground. Before i could say, "what the hell are you doing?" he kicked me in the ribs and in my shin bone, fracturing both.
Your boy went down. I mean, I went down hard.
Griff does martial arts and sh1t, and me, Flav, I'm a buck fifty soaking wet. A couple of the guys picked me up off the floor and somehow i got to my car and drove off.
That was just the beginning of how bad things got between me and Griff. As time went by they got worse. He even jumped on me again on the world tour we did with LL Cool J. It was Vienna, and once again, he did a roundhouse kick to my jaw, fracturing it. I hit the ground right in front of LL Cool J, then Griff jumped on top of me and started to finish me off. The S1Ws on that tour, stopped him.
Chuck D knew about these incidents, but he didnt do anything. Chuck D and Griff were tight. Instead of taking a stand against that sh1t, Chuck D let it go on. He let Griff do that to me to try to keep me under control.
Like they could beat the drugs out of me or something.
It was a power move on their part, thinking that if i was scared of Griff, they'd be able to keep control of me.
*salutes da realest members of Public Enemy* Professor Griff and Sister Souljah
"we are at War!"
One night i went to the studio to meet up with the group. I was late, really late, naw mean? I might have smoked a bit, and im not talking about cigarettes, I'm talking about crack cocaine mixed with weed.
Ok, so id been out having a good time and im feeling good, but now im coming to the studio to get to work with my group. I had my boom box with me... everyone walked around with their boom box back then and i was playing music as i walked into the lobby of the studio.
Professor Griff yanked my box out of my hands and smashed it on the ground. Before i could say, "what the hell are you doing?" he kicked me in the ribs and in my shin bone, fracturing both.
Your boy went down. I mean, I went down hard.
Griff does martial arts and sh1t, and me, Flav, I'm a buck fifty soaking wet. A couple of the guys picked me up off the floor and somehow i got to my car and drove off.
That was just the beginning of how bad things got between me and Griff. As time went by they got worse. He even jumped on me again on the world tour we did with LL Cool J. It was Vienna, and once again, he did a roundhouse kick to my jaw, fracturing it. I hit the ground right in front of LL Cool J, then Griff jumped on top of me and started to finish me off. The S1Ws on that tour, stopped him.
Chuck D knew about these incidents, but he didnt do anything. Chuck D and Griff were tight. Instead of taking a stand against that sh1t, Chuck D let it go on. He let Griff do that to me to try to keep me under control.
Like they could beat the drugs out of me or something.
It was a power move on their part, thinking that if i was scared of Griff, they'd be able to keep control of me.
*salutes da realest members of Public Enemy* Professor Griff and Sister Souljah
"we are at War!"
