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By Ronald Chatman aka O/G/B Madd Ronald1 N/H/B 20’s for Streetgangs.com
EXCUSE THE LONG LAPSE IN TIME BETWEEN MY WRITINGS. I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON MY DOCUMENTARY,
“ADAMS LIFE- THE WAR ON US FROM WITHIN US.”
MAKE SURE TO BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR MY BOOK ALSO ENTITLED, “NO MORE
BLOOD SHED,” AND BE SURE TO BUY MY D.V.D. I BANGED THE “B” ON MY ENEMIES BECAUSE THEY KNEW I WAS FROM
ROLLIN’ 20’S NEIGHBORHOOD BLOODS. THEY SAW ME COMIN.’ EVEN THOUGH I WAS THE AGGRESSOR BUT THEY
HAD THE DROP ON ME. THE FORMLESSNESS OF MY ADVERSARIES HAS NOW CHANGED MY
POSITION IN LIFE HAS NOW CHANGED FROM PREDATOR TO PREY AS I EXERCISE MY RIGHT
TO DIE. THE ART OF WAR NOW CONQUERS THE
STATE OF NATURE. 13 SHOTS BARKED FROM THEE BARREL OF A 9m.m. IN THE HANDS OF
A CRIP WHO IS WISHING DEATH ON ME AS HE OPENS FIRE ON ME. THE WINDOWS OF MY 1973 OLD’ CUTLASS SUPREME
WERE SHATTERING AS THEY WERE PENETRATED BY LIVE GUNFIRE. YOU KNOW, I HAD TO PAINT MY CAR RED, SO I WAS A BIG ASS
TARGET. THE REAR WINDOW EXPLODED AS BULLETS PENETRATED IT AND GLASS
FLEW FROM REAR TO FRONT WITH ALL OF THE FORCE OF A 9 m.m. BULLET. KRAZY KAY SAID, “BLOOD, I’M HIT IN THE NECK!” FORTUNATELY HE
ONLY GOT CUT BY FLYING GLASS AND NOT SHOT. 5 BULLETS CAME THROUGH THE BACK WINDOW. 3 BULLETS WERE LODGED INTO THE BACK OF THE
PASSENGER SEAT (WHERE KRAZY KAY WAS SITTING).
1 BULLET HAD PENETRATED THE SEAT AND WAS IN THE PASSENGER DOOR AND 1 HAD
GONE DIRECTLY INTO THE PASSENGER DOOR. DIVINE INTERVENTION WAS DEFINITELY MY SAVIOR ON THAT DAY. IT
IS NOW 16 ½ YEARS LATER AND SINCE THEN MY FIRST CHILD RONISHA WAS BORN. SHE IS
NOW 16 YEARS OLD AND I AM REMINDED OF HOW FORTUNATE I AM TO BE ALIVE, EVERYTIME
THAT I AM BLESSED ENOUGH TO HEAR HER SWEET VOICE. THE LYRICS OF “PIRU LOVE” ECHO IN MY EARS AS I WRITE. BLOOD LOVE FILLS THE SPACE THAT SURROUNDS
ME. I NOW KLOSE MY EYES AS I ALLOW MY ADVERSARIES TO TAKE THEIR
VENGANCE ON MY MORTAL SOUL. TAKE
REVENGE ON MY MORTAL SOUL ALLOW ME TO BLEED THE BLOOD OF THE GUILTY IN ORDER TO
PRESERVE AND PROTECT THE INNOCENT IN THE NAME OF O/G/B MADD RONALD1, I WISH FOR
NO MORE BLOODSHED IN THE GHETTOS OF THE WORLD. FOR ALL WHOM HAVE EVER ENTERED INTO MY PATH IN LIFE AND LEFT
FEELING ANIMOSITY AND MALICE TOWARD O/G/B MADD RONALD1 YOU CAN KILL ME ONCE. NO MATTER HOW MANY MY ENEMIES MAY BE, I WILL ONLY DIE ONCE. EVERYONE GATHER AROUND AND OBSERVE THE CRUCIFICION OF AN
L.A. GANG MEMBER. HISTORY AND EXPERIENCE HAS TAUGHT ME, “THOSE THAT WASTE
THEIR TIME IN HATE ARE SIMPLY WASTING TIME.”
NO ONE DIES UNTIL THE GREATER CREATOR (GOD) CALLS ON THEM. I SHALL NOW TRANSCEND LOWER WEST ADAMS INTO THE VALLEY OF
DEATH. MY FEAR SHALL NOT BE DEATH BY
THE WAYS OF MORTAL MAN OR THE DESTINY AND FATE OF MY MORTAL SOUL ONCE I HAVE
BEEN KILLED. NEVER FORGET THE TEACHINGS OF O/G/B MADD RONALD1 BECAUSE I
COME FROM AMONG YOU AND WHEN THE DAY COMES THAT YOU HEAR I HAVE BEEN
MERCILESSLY MURDERED IN THE STREETS THEY WILL HAVE MURDERED ONE OF YOU, SO NOW
REFLECT IN THE MIRRORED IMAGES OFF YOURSELF WITHIN THE WORDS THAT YOU ARE
READING FROM. I NOW STAND 1 FOOT FROM THE PENITENTIARY AND 6 FEET FROM MY
GRAVE. I AM FACED WITH THE LESSER OF 2
EVILS: IF I AM TO BE IN CARCERATED AS A POLITICAL PRISONER OR ASSINATED AS A
MARTYR, BLOOD WILL STILL BE THE REASON.
SO BE PREPARED TO MEET WITH THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA. I HAVE NOW FALLEN 6 FEET TO MY DEATH. MY CONSCIOUS SELF OBSERVES MY MORTAL STATE
AS I NOW LAY IN THE DEPARTED STATE OF DEATH. I DROP A 20-FOOT RED FLAG UPON MY DEAD BODY AS I LAY IN MY
GRAVE. I STAND AT ATTENTION AND SALUTE
MYSELF IN DEATH. IT WAS A BLOODY DEATH AND IT WAS WHAT HAD TO HAPPEN
OTHERWISE GOD WOULD NOT HAVE ALLOWED IT TO HAPPEN. IN LIFE I NEVER PRAYED, SO I AM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO
HEAVEN. NOW THAT I AM DEAD AS A RESULT ALL OF THE HARM THAT I HAVE
CAUSED TO HUMANITY, YOU SHALL TAKE LESSONS AS YOU LEARN THROUGH THE VISIONS OF
MY BULLET RIDDLED BLOODY BODY. IT MIGHT BE MEANT FOR ME TO DIE ON A STREET CORNER OVER A
DRUG DEAL GONE BAD, IN ORDER TO TEACH YOUR KIDS TO STAY AWAY FROM DRUGS. I COULD DIE A VIOLENT GANG RELATED DEATH IN ORDER TO
TEACH YOUR KIDS TO STAY AWAY FROM
GANGS. WHEN YOU HEAR OF MY DEMISE TAKE
IT AS ANOTHER OF LIFES LESSONS AND SAVE YOUR SELVES. I SHALL NOW TRANSCEND AS I TRADE PLACES WITH THE INNOCENT
VICTIMS OF GANG VIOLENCE FROM THE PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE AND FROM THIS DAY
ON THERE WILL BE NO MORE BLOOD SHED IN THE NAME OF HATE, IGNORANCE, GENOCIDE OR
RACISM. I NOW FEEL THEIR PAIN I NOW SEE THEIR VISIONS. I AM SUFFERING THEIR AGONY. I RESURRECT THE YOUNG PERSON WHOSE BODY HAS
BEEN LAYING IN THE STREET COVERED BY THE HOMICIDE DETECTIVES WHITE SHEET. “RISE NOW FORE, MADD RONALD1 SHALL TAKE YOUR
PLACE.” I RESURRECT ALL OF THE INNOCENT CHILDREN THAT HAVE BEEN
KILLED AS THE RESULT OF GANG VIOLENCE “RISE
NOW FORE, MADD RONALD1 SHALL TAKE YOUR PLACE.” I SHALL RESURRECT ALL OF THE MOTHERS THAT HAVE DIED OF
BROKEN HEARTS FROM THE LOSS OF THEIR CHILDREN.
“RISE NOW FORE MADD RONALD1 SHALL TAKE YOUR PLACE.” UPON THE RESURRECTION OF THE INNOCENT, THERE SHALL BE NO
MORE BLOOD SHED IN THE NAME OF BLOODS AND CRIPS BECAUSE ALL POINTS WILL BE
BROUGHT TO THE TABLE AND PEACEFUL RESOLUTION WILL BE WORKED OUT AND SOLVED IN
THE NAME OF O/G/B MADD RONALD1. I SHALL LAY IN REPLACEMENT OF ALL THOSE MENTIONED SO THAT
DEATH DOES NOT STRIKE SO HARD SO MANY TIMES AND TAKE SO LONG. UPON THE CRUCIFICION OF I THERE SHALL BE NO MORE BLOOD SHED
OR SUFFERING. WHAT IS THE VALUE OF MY LIFE AS ONE MAN IF THE VALUE OF MY
DEATH IS THE RESURECTION OF A NATION. IT
WILL NOT BE THE GANG MEMBERS OF L.A. THAT KILL ME. IT WILL NOT BE THE POLICE OF L.A. THAT KILL ME. UPON THE RESURRECTION OF THE INNOCENT, IT WILL BE GOD WHO
KILLS ME. NO MATTER WHAT “B” THE
MULTITUDES THAT WISH ME DEAD, I WILL ONLY DIE ONCE AND NO MAN SHALL BE SUCCESSFUL
IN THE TAKING OF MY LIFE. ONLY GOD CAN
TOUCH ME, ONLY GOD CAN TAKE ME. MY FATHER NEVER PRAYED IN LIFE EITHER, SO I KNOW HE WAS NOT
LOOKING FORWARD TO HEAVEN WHEN HE DIED.
IF HE DID NOT MAKE IT TO HEAVEN, THERE IS A CHANCE THAT WE MAY MEET IN
HELL, THEN I AM SUDDENLY REMINDED WE WERE IN HELL ON EARTH TOGETHER FOR 36
YEARS. JUDGE ME NOT FOR ALL WHO HAVE VIOLATED MY WAY OF LIFE (AS A
BLOOD) AND WERE DEALT WITH TO THE GREATEST EXTENT FOR ATTEMPTING TO DESECRATE
ANYTHING RELATED TO NEIGHBORHOOD ROLLIN’ 20’s BLOODS. PASS JUDGEMENT ON O/G/B MADD RONALD1 AS A SOLDIER IN THE
ARMAGEDON OF LIFE, SO FOR NOW I MUST CONTINUE FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE. I MUST ADMIT TO BEING INVOLVED IN A FUCKED UP WAY OF LIFE,
BUT I SWEAR ON THE “N/H/B” TATTOOED ACROSS MY BACK, “AS BAD AS THINGS ARE THEY
CAN’T GET ANY WORSE, SO I AM LIVING FOR GREATER DAYS. NOW THAT I HAVE GIVEN MY LIFE SO THAT WHOMEVER HAS BEEN
VICTIMS OF GANG VIOLENCE SHALL LIVE, I SHALL TRANSCEND FROM MY DECAESED MORTAL
STATE TO MY NOW IMMORTAL CONSCIOUS STATE. I NOW RESURRECT THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF O/G/B MADD RONALD1 FROM
ROLLIN’ 20’s NEIGHBORHOOD BLOODS. MY
ENEMIES SHALL REMEMBER ME AS THE GREAT ADVERSARY THEY THOUGHT THEY MURDERED AN
INFINITE AMOUNT OF TIMES. MY FRIENDS FAMILY AND ALLIES WILL REMEMBER THE MANY LESSONS
TAUGHT BY ME FROM THE STREET CORNER OF ADAMS BOULEVARD AND NORMANDIE
AVENUE. THEY WILL ALWAYS LOVE ME FOR
BRINGING THEM THE DAY OF PEACE FROM YEAR TO YEAR. MY WORDS OF SELF PRESERVATION, SELF HATRED, AND SOCIAL
CHANGE WILL ECHO THROUGH THE MINDS OF YOU ALL. HOPEFULLY THE FUTURE GENERATIONS WILL LEARN FROM ITS SELF
DESTRUCTIVE PASTAND SEEK PEACEFUL MEANS OF DEALING WITH DIFFICULT SITUATIONS. SHED NOT A TEAR FOR ME IN DEATH. MY DESTINY IN LIFE WAS TO FINALIZE THE WORLDS GANG CRISIS BY
BEING THE MARTYR THAT ENDS IT ALL SO THAT THE INNOCENT MAY LIVE. WHAT IS MY ONE LIFE WORTH WHEN THE MURDER RATE IN LOS
ANGELES KEEPS RISING AS THE RESULT OF US ALL KILLING ONE ANOTHER. I AM ONCE AGAIN FACED WITH THE LESSER FATE OF 2 EVILS. SHALL I ALLOW MYSELF LIFE AND DEATH TO HUMANITY? I SHALL CHOOSE LIFE OVER DEATH ACCEPT THE LIFE THAT I
PRESERVE WILL NOT BE MY OWN. MY FATE IS TO DIE A MORTAL DEATH ANYWAY, SO MY ONE DEATH
MEANS NOTHING TO THE FATE OF HUMANITY. RED SUN RAYS AWAKEN ME FROM MY UNCONSCIOUS STATE OF SLEEP AS
IT SHINES THROUGH MY WINDOW, IT SHALL BE THE BEGINNING OF ANOTHER DAY. THE ABSTRACT COMPLEXTITIES WITHIN MY WORDS ARE MEANT TO
IGNITE THE THOUGHT PROCESS WITHIN YOUR OWN MIND OR EVEN BECOME A GREAT
CONVERSATION TOPIC. WASN’T THAT WHAT WAS SOCRATES GOAL? WASN’T THAT SUN TZU’s GOAL? EVEN BETTER YET
WASN’T THAT THE GOALS OF THE WRITTEN TALENTS OF GEORGE JACKSON OR THE GOALS OF
2PAC SHAKUR? THE UNIVERSAL GOAL IS KEEPING YOUR HEAD SO FAR ABOV THE
BULLSHIT THAT YOUR FEET CAN’T TOUCH THE GROUND. THE ONLY WAY OUT OF THE BULLSHIT IS TO RISE ABOVE IT. (ELEVATE YOUR MIND). THERE ARE THOSE THAT OPPOSE ALL THAT I REPRESENT, BUT IT IS
TRULY FROM THEM THAT I CAPTURE MY TRUE POWER. FOR EVERY FORCE THERE MUST BE RESISTANCE, UPON CONTACT WILL
EQUAL POWER. I CALLED INTO THE FRONT PAGE RADIO SHOW ON KJLH RADIO
STATION IN L.A. I VOICED A CLEAR POSITIVE OPINION TO THE LISTENERS ON THE
SUBJECT OF L.A. GANGS, ANOTHER CALLER CALLED IN AND CALLED ME A TERRORIST
BECAUSE I AM A BLOOD. I WAS NOT OFFENDED BECAUSE I COULD HEAR FEAR IN HIS VOICE. THAT IS UNDERSTANDABLE TO ME, “THEY HAVE GOT TO POINT THE
FINGER AT SOMEBODY, SO I GUESS I HAVE TO BE THE BAD GUY. HE WAS JUST AS IGNORANT AS ANY GANG MEMBER FOR PASSING
JUDGEMENT ON ME, FOR BEING WHO I AM, FROM WHERE I AM FROM, WITHOUT KNOWING ME. MY PERSONAL FEELINGS ARE, NO ONE HAS TO LIKE ME OR ANYTHING
RELATED TO ME. IN MY WORDS TO ALL OF MY HATERS, “FUCK YOU ALL.” DON’T LIKE MY SHIT THAT IS YOUR RIGHT, BUT YOU STILL GOTTA
RESPECT MY SHIT. BEWARE OF FAMILY AND FRIENDS THEY ARE THE ONLY PEOPLE
CAPABLE OF BETRAYING YOU. TREASON CAN ONLY BE COMMITTED BY OFFICIAL MEMBERS AND LIES
ARE ONLY LIES IF THE TELLER IS AWARE THAT HE IS TELLING A FALSE TRUTH. A LIE IS NOT MISINFORMATION BECAUSE ALL THAT WE ARE TAUGHT
IS TRUE UNTIL PROVEN FALSE. LIFE IS THE BITCH THAT KICKS YOU IN THE ASS WITH A STEEL TOE
BOOT, WHILE IT HAS ITS OTHER FOOT ON YOUR NECK. LIFE IS MEANT TO BE PLAYED OUT IN CHAPTERS. THE CLOSING OF THE LAST CHAPTER IS NATURALLY THE OPENING OF
THE NEXT CHAPTER. MY LIFE IS A CONSTANT BALL OF CONFUSION ANTAGONIZED BY
COMBUSTIBLE ENERGY. SOMETIMES MY ENERGY RISES AND SOMETIMES MY ENERGY DROPS. ONLY MY “B” LOVED MAY ENTER MY CIRCLE AND ONLY MY “B”LOVED MAY BETRAY ME. ONLY THAT WHICH IS A PART OF ME MAY RISE UP AND DESTROY ME. THE WEEDS IN YOUR OWN GARDEN ARE THE ONLY ONES THAT WILL
GROW WITH THE PURPOSE OF STRANGLING THE LIFE OUT OF ALL THAT IS GREEN, FERTILE,
OR BEAUTIFUL IN ITS NATURAL ENVIROMENT. INSTILL A STRONG MORAL FOUNDATION AND WEED OUT INFILTRATION
AND BETRAYAL “DEATH TO ALL WHO COMMIT TREASON.” L.A.P.D. SIRENS ARE STILL SCREAMING DOWN ADAMS BOULEVARD. THE BIRD IS STILL HOVERING OVERHEAD AS IT CHOPS UP THE SMOG. THE OVERCAST OF JUNE GLOOM HAS NOW BEEN PENETRATED BY THE
RED SUN RAYS. JUNE 13TH WAS THE DATE TO BE EXACT THE YEAR IS
2004. I SIT IN THE PARKING LOT OF THE OLD GOLDENBIRD ON ADAMS
SMOKIN’ A BLUNT AS I WRITE. ONE YEAR AGO WAS FRIDAY 13TH IN THIS MONTH WE
LOST ISEMAN ON THAT DAY. IT IS KRAZY WHEN YOUR HOMIES GET KILLED AND YOU GET TO SEE
ALL THAT HE LEFT BEHIND. I SEE ISEMANS SEEDS EVERYDAY AS I ROLL UP AND DOWN ADAMS
BOULEVARD. HE WOULD BE PROUD TO SEE HOW MUCH HIS SPIRIT HAS BEEN CAPTURED AS HE
LIVES ON THROUGH HIS CHILDREN. I USE TO EAT AT LOUISIANA FRIED CHICKEN ON ADAMS BL.
EVERYDAY JUST THE SAME AS ISEMAN AND HIS NEWBORN SON DID. ISEMAN WOULD ALWAYS MAKE ME LAUGH BECAUSE THE SWEET POTATO
PIES AT THE CHICKEN SHACK. I REMEMBER ASKING HIS SONS NAME AND HE HAD TOLD ME, HE THEN
TURNED TO HIS NEWBORN INFANT SON AND SAID, “THAT’S YOUR HOMEBOY.” I LOST A LOT OF HOMEBOYS LAST YEAR AND THEY ALL LEFT A LOT
BEHIND. I WENT TO THE TATTOO SHOP ON ADAMS AND HAD N/H/B TATTOOED
ACROSS MY BACK IN OLD ENGLISH IN MEMORY OF ALL OF THAT HAVE DIED IN THE NAME OF
NEIGHBORHOOD BLOOD. I AM COMMITTED TO MY “B”LOVED NEIGHBORHOOD ROLLIN’ 20’S
BLOODS FOR LIFE. WHAT IS MY ONE LIFE WORTH WHEN COMPARED TO ALL OF MY
“B’LOVED THAT LOST THEIR LIVES LAST YEAR? MY FATHER WAS AMONG THOSE MOST “B”LOVED THAT I LOST LAST
YEAR. THE MOST “B”LOVED BY MADD RONALD1 ARE THOSE THAT MOST LOYAL
TO MADD RONALD1. WHAT IS THE VALUE OF LIFE WHEN WE ARE ALL LIVING TO DIE? COMBUSTIBLE ENERGY BUILDS UP SO MUCH NEGATIVITY FROM
CONFLICT, CONTRAVERSY, AND BACK BITING FROM THOSE CLOSEST TO ME THAT SOMETIMES
I WISH, I COULD JUST EXPLODE. I’VE HAD DAYS THAT WERE SO FUCKED UP, I WOULD WISH DEATH OR
JAIL UPON MYSELF THEN REALITY WOULD COME INTO PLAY BECAUSE THAT IS TAKING THE
EASY WAY OUT, SO O/G/B MADD RONALD1 SHALL REMAIN TO BE THE VOICE THAT IS
CARRYING OUR MESSAGE STRAIGHT FROM THE ROLLIN’ 20’S OF WEST ADAMS-LOS ANGELES
TO THE WORLD. KNOW OUR STORY AND FEEL THE PAIN FROM DEEP WITHIN THE SOULS
OF THOSE THAT HAVE BEEN CHOSEN IN THE NATURAL ORDER OF LIFE TO
FIGHT. THE REALITY OF THESE STREETS IS, “DYING CAN’T BE HALF THE HELL
THAT LIVING IS.” WE ARE AMONG THE DOOMED AND IT WILL BE THE FATE OF US ALL TO
PAY WITH OUR LIVES. THE STATE OF NATURE DICTATES, “SOME WILL NATURALLY BE CHOSEN
FOR BATTLE FROM WITHIN THE SOCIAL ORDER OR BE ENSLAVED. I AM COMPLIMENTED FROM MANY DIFFERENT PEOPLE WHEN I AM
CIRCULATING IN TH4E GENERAL POPULATION. UPON REALIZATION OF O/G/B MADD RONALD1 FROM THE 20’S THE
CONVERSATION STARTS. MY WRITING IS SPOKEN ON EVERYWHERE FROM AROUND THE
WATERCOOLER AT WORK, TO THE CURBSIDE OUT IN FRONT OF THE LIQUOR STORES. ADOLESCENTS ARE DISCUSSING ME IN JR. HIGH SCHOOL AND COLLEGE
GRADS ARE DISCUSSING ME IN SOCIOLOGY CLASSES EVERYWHERE. Y/G’s STOP ME IN THE HOOD TO SAY THEY FELT SOMETHING THEY
READ ON THE WEB THAT I HAD WRITTEN. I WRITE TO GIVE THOSE THAT WOULD OTHERWISE NOT BE READING
ANYTHING, A REASON TO READ. UPON THE DAY OF MY BLOODY DEMISE, SAY NOT A PRAYER FOR MY
LOST SOUL. I AM ACCOUNTABLE FOR MY TIME ON EARTH AND ALL OF THE
OFFENSES THAT I HAVE COMMITTED AGAINST HUMANITY. IF MY FATE IS DEATH ALLOW ME THAT FATE. SHOULD MY FATE BE TO BURN IN AN ETERNAL HELL, SO “B” IT. THE ONLY WAY FOR ME TO END UP IN HELL IS IF GOD MEANT THAT
TO BE MY DESTINY FROM BIRTH. I CAN TRY SINGING THE GOSPEL IN CHURCH OR RECITING THE BIBLE
FROM COVER TO COVER BUT THE TRUTH IS, IF MY DESTINY IS HELL IT WAS WRITTEN INTO
MY PLAN OF LIFE AT BIRTH. THE ETERNAL FIRE OF HELL CAN’T BE HALF AS BAD AS THE MORTAL
PAIN OF LIFE AND I PUT THAT ON THE “B.” NOW FEEL MY CONFUSION, IF I AM DESTINED TO DIE, I CAN’T BE
WORRIED ABOUT AN ETERNAL LIFE IN HELL, I HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT MY MORTAL LIFE ON EARTH AND I KNOW THAT I HAVE BEEN
CAST INTO HELL ON EARTH BECAUSE ALL THAT I EXIST AMONG ARE SUFFERING. MY FATHER DIED AND HE NEVER PRAYED. HE TOLD ME NOT TO WORRY
ABOUT, “HELL” COMING AFTER DEATH BECAUSE BLACK PEOPLE HAVE BEEN CATCHIN’ HELL
ON EARTH FOR AN ETERNITY. HE NEVER WORRIED ABOUT HIS SOUL AND NOT PRAYING DID NOT
DELAY HIS DEPARTURE, IF THAT WAS GOOD ENOUGH FOR THE MAN THAT MADE ME, IT IS
GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME. UPON MY FATHERS BIRTH HE EVEIDENTLY HAD SPECIAL ARRANGEMENTS
WITH HIS GREATER CREATOR. DON’T FALL TO YOUR KNEES PRAYING FOR MY SOUL, SHED NOT A
TEAR AT THE SITE OF MY BURIAL. ALLOW MY FINAL CHAPTER TO BE PEACEFUL AND MEMORABLE. PAY YOUR RESPECTS AND IMMORTALIZE THIS MOMENT IN TIME. IN THE NAME OF O/G/B MADD RONALD1 LET US NOW PRAY FOR PEACE. O/G/B MADD RONALD1 NEVER SURRENDERED HIS SOUL BY WAY OF
PRAYER OR PRACTICE TO JESUS, JEHOVA, ALLAH OR ANY OTHER MEANS OF ORGANIZED
RELIGIOUS DENOMINATION. HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD WAS SPIRITUALLY INFINITE AND HE
REFUSED TO LEAVE UNTIL HIS PURPOSE WAS SERVED ON EARTH. HE MADE NO PROMISES TO MAN BUT HE WAS COMMITTED TO THE
PRESERVATION OF HUMANITY. HIS DREAM WAS THE FUTURE EVEN THOUGH HE IS NO LONGER A PART
OF IT. LET US NOW TAKE INTO CONSIDERATION THAT THERE HAS BEEN A LOT
OF BLOOD SHED IN THE NAMES OF ALL THAT WE BELIEVE TO BE “B”LOVED TO OUR SACRED
NEIGHBORHOODS. THE HOMELAND IS RIGHT OUTSIDE OUR FRONT DOORS AND WE ARE
LOYAL TO THE NEIGHBORHOODS THAT WE COME OUT OF. DANGER, DEATH, AND DESTRUCTION ALSO EXIST OUTSIDE OUR
FRONTDOORS. WE CAN’T EVEN RAISE OUR CHILDREN IN THE PLACES THAT WE GREW
UP IN BECAUSE WE MADE IT SO DANGEROUS, SO WE MUST BE IN SEARCH OF PEACEFUL
RESOLUTION. ASK YOURSELF, SHALL WE BE LOYAL TO THE DANGER THAT WE
CREATED IN OUR COMMUNTIES OR SHALL WE BE LOYAL TO THE SAFETY OF OUR CHILDREN. I LEAVE YOU IN PEACE IN A WORLD OF NO MORE BLOOD SHED. STAY
SAFE! 20 MINUTES! O/G/B
MADD RONALD1 ROLLIN’20’s N/HOOD BLOODS A
MOMENT OF PHILOSOPHY: I WAS BORN TO THE DAMNED,
DESTINED TO BE DOOMED BORN INTO A HELL THAT I HAVE NO UNDERSTANDING OF. I WAS DEFINITELY CAST INTO A
MORTAL HELL TO DIE AND IMMORTAL INFINITE AND ETERNAL DEATH. THE TITLE OF MY BOOK IS, “NO MORE
BLOOD SHED,” SO BE ON THE LOOK OUT IT WILL BE DROPPING SOON, ALSO BE ON THE
LOOK OUT FOR MY D.V.D. DOCUMENTARY, “ADAMS LIFE-THE WAR ON US FROM WITHIN US.”
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