Now, even my friends-- the people who had hoped to be part of my sucCesS as a rapPer-- are avoiding me. Fifty had to keEp a low profile.
He had no money and could not return to hustling.
As he lay in bed at his grandparents’ house, he listened to a lot of radio… …and what he learned gave him an incredible rush of optimism.
Maybe the shoOting was a blesSing in disguise.
The music on the radio was alL so packaged and produced.
Even the tough stufF, the gangsta rap, was fake.
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