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To all those who stand tall through it all! This one for yall. In life there's a start and finish to everything, but what counts the most are the things one does while going through it, such as having morals and principles that detour even the thought of indulging in activities that put your beliefs at question. I'm a firm believer in the Game God and the rules and codes of the "jungle" we call the streets, and when one violates the Laws of the Game, there will be various forms of consequences and repercussions. Times have changed true indeed, but what hasn't changed is the definition and understanding of what defines a man, a stand up man at that. There once was a time when men carried their own weight, no matter what threats or tactics law enforcement used on them; but due to all the real thoroughbred soldiers and their lengthy prison bits, the younger generation haven't been receiving the guidance and discipline us true soldiers had to endure. So in turn, many are bred to be something all real men despise-rats and snitches. With all this being said, the Game hasn't changed, it's the individual who's playing that has changed, along with the help from the government who is guiding and molding them to their specifications to be less than the strong men they're meant to be. They're not only the worst of the worst, they're lost! So to all the real "G's" who refuse to bend or fold, my hats off to you because believe it when I tell you- we're the last of a dying breed.

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In every city of every state you will find an urban ghetto full of drugs and guns, both of which breed hate and pain; in the eyes of many this is a cocktail of death and destruction, but for those who reside there it's home. Prior to the government's crackdown on all of the alleged gang leaders, there was organizational structure within the various gangs. The collapse of the organization structure caused chaos and lawlessness, thus creating smaller versions of the previous gangs forming what we know as clicks. This story tells how one man named Dig a Hole combined a click of hustlers and killers to lay down any and everything that wasn't from Murderapolis. Willing to meet every challenge put in front of them, Dig a Hole and his crew relentlessly pursue out of town rivals. Laying them down was his main course of action. That was until he encounters a crew that doesn't know how to bend and refuses to fold. Follow me as I take you into the heart and soul of the North America's Vietnam where you either Get Down or Lay Down.