note: to gain a full understanding of the epic saga unfolding in this entry, it is neccessary to read the previous entry.

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so i called up the cash money millionaires a little while ago to inform them that i would like my benz in a glossy black. they weren't quite sure what i was talking about. it then occurred to me that perhaps they hadn't read my diary entry for today yet. being the patient soul that i am i gave them the url but they still didn't know what i was talking about. evidently they're not as big of patrons of my site as i had assumed. so i explained to them how i got the mad flow and how i'm a big money hussla and all that and then there was some yelling and talk of me being white and lacking ability to rap and also that before the sun set i would be dead or something like that. they're a pretty exclusive group. even more exclusive than the boy scouts. anyway, since i can't be a part of the cash money millionaires, i decided i would start my own northern reno ghetto thug posse called the "monopoly money millionaires." so if you down, let me know. mannequin molesting mike can't join cuz he told me my rap was weak. psh...suck on this mike:

freewayin

garage sale-in

free ballin, bitches

i'm callin bitches

but not from jesse's house

cuz he ain't go no phone

in his home

any more

cuz he's poor

livin on the parkway in the very same projects that got closed down

in north town

for sen-sat-ion-al health code

vi-o-la-tions oh no

whatcha gonna do when you just a fuckin cracker livin in the ghetto

when you walk outside

everybody look at you

like you were a fuckin jew

walkin down the streets of germany during world war II

grillin up chicken on the barbeque

sip-in al-bertson's brand orange-pop and gin and juice

bitch

yea...what up now. monopoly money millionaires up in this muthafukka. psh.

oh yea...this is an actual conversation that took place between me and d.j. laurie lau nutz a couple minutes ago:

DeathStarDriveBy: i fought the lau and the lau won

LA U11 2 1: huh

DeathStarDriveBy: yup

LA U11 2 1: ok!

DeathStarDriveBy: rad

LA U11 2 1: cool

DeathStarDriveBy: yes, i thought.

LA U11 2 1: me too

DeathStarDriveBy: i'm glad we had this talk.

LA U11 2 1: me too

DeathStarDriveBy: the end.

i guess.

rock the parcel.

uh huh.

word.