(Well I's na ch ya avg., ya heard.) If ya fuk's wit me, then you never EVER have to wonder where you stand! If not, i bet en chances R.U. hardly know I exist anywayz......I'm a baller by heart, and a hustler by blood
Jus sum1 wit a kill-ah coo smv_'fly swag. Den mix an a-lil REAL, an extremely~ill style/originality..n-o yeah, gotta also LOVE music 2 + .......Anyone who could relate to the struggle, (either way i s chill) ~ one love!
My fav. movie, The Hustler (old black+white flick.) Look at Fast Eddy's mentality: "We call it a game when U say that's all." (Referring to the crown he was seeking to take from The Legendary Minnesota Fats in his own pool haul.) Saying this after drinkin a fifth of whiskey and playin more than 24 hours str. and being up almost 20 thousand (a lot for almost 50 years ago!) You see a real hustler is driven by more than just the money, cause money comes and goes but your name is developed by what you do! (That sticks with you always!) After 48 hours of play my boy Eddie lost everything he was up and everything else he had (which was close to the same thing). But u see even though he lost all his money right there a valuable lesson was learned. Min. Fats had just as much to drink as Eddy did,and played just as long without rest as Eddy did. In order for Eddy to rightfully take the money and the crown (respect) from Fats, he had to allow Fats to say no mas (or uncle basically!) Greatness is measured over the long run. Fats was well aware of this and had conditioned himself to soak in large quantity's of alcohol and to play long marathon sessions. After doing much soul searching about what kind of character he had inside of him, he finally managed to play his way back to Min. Fats. This time the stakes much greater than the last (one thousand a shot). Eddy said make it three thousand, and that's exactly everything I got so all u got to do is beat me here first just once. Of course he did not, and after a long while of playin, Fats say's to Eddy; "That's it Eddy. I can't beat you." After a very gratifying look of content comes across Eddy's face, the thug (or loan shark whatever u want to call him) says to him. "Eddy where do you think your going?! You owe me money Eddy! "See ol boy (loan shark) had stake-horsed (made bets for) him earlier when he was tryin 2 come back up. Though norm. 50/50 split he had 75/25 caused he reasoned he had 2 pay all expenses; That and unethical practices (he fucked Eddy's girl, then right after, she committed suicide) lead to their split. Now after seeing Eddy win all that paper - he still felt he was in-titled to his cut (now claiming 50/50), even though Eddy played on his own dime and their partnership had been resolved. A look from Fat's and Eddy is exchanged and he nods saying; "Eddy you better pay him." (Signaling that he owns Fat's just like he's tryin to own Eddy.) As 2 of ol boy's henchmen approach, Eddy grips a pool stick and yells, "then come and get some!" Ol boy then reminds Eddy of what happened to him (they broke both his thumbs) when he hustled the wrong people in the wrong pool hall. Eddy rubbed in the victory with his play, instantly turning from novice 2 master, because he got offended by an off brand {gamesmanship} comment made by his opponent; told the boy, "I don't rattle, and just for that I'm a beat you flat!" (Thus destroying the subtle con of the hustle.) Ol boy tells Eddy that if he don't pay him that'll just be the beginning of the pain he inflicts, and he'll make it... so he can never play again! Eddy responds, "then if u gonna do it you had better kill me, cause I promise if u leave me even a little bit breathin; After they put all the little pieces of me back together, I will hunt you down and kill you!" (Basically without being able to play again he feels he would have nothin left to loose.) Seeing the conviction behind his words and realizing that he really will have to kill him(sloppy), with all the witness's toward their conversation; He instead buckles and tells his muscle, "let him go." (On his way out the doe) Eddy turns to Fat's and says, "ya shoot one hell of a game fat man." (Fat's replies) "So do you Fast Eddy". Fast Eddy fo sho, (steppin out wit da crown) this was the TRUE def. of a HUSTLER!(R.I.P. ... Paul Newman!)...Great Man who once, (voluntarily) gave/(traded) his airline seat to my infant/n-older brother, (a very long time ago) just so that my family could all sit together on an international flight.
EL-Hajj Malik El Shabazz (Malcolm X), Tupac Amaru Shakur, father.. (z), n all da real underdogs !