The beat is my life part 2.
Part Four: Later.
Carlo$ continued his freshly prepared snack, each bite seemed to explode in his mouth,
and sent his mind farther away from the drama, Sandra parked her smooth legs on the plush
leather couch. She wore two pouty lips when Carlo$ glanced at her, but when he wasn't looking,
she just stared at him as if he was her drug.
Nicole could still be heard rustling around in the backroom.
Carlo$ decided it was time to disappear. He turned in slow motion, like he was in a !@#$ing
rap video and pointed to Sandra and said:
"Let's Bounce" (cues Some Zapp and Roger in his mind)
Sandra knew if Nicole found out she took Carlo$ home it'd be a problem,
With out thinking the two ran out and slid down the stairs.
Part Five: The Car.
Sleek, White, and as Sexy as Horsepower can be.
The Car.
Now I could describe the car to you but I might drool on my keybroad.
Sandra slammed it in gear but mashed the pedal down real easy so the 285 ponies would quietly
scoot the two down the street.
Carlo$ played with the dails on the Pioneer Deck, to his dis comfrot he felt a buzzin' in his jeans.
The flipphone displayed Nicole's Picture.
"Hello?"
"Where did you go?"
"Um, I uh, My homeboy just scooped me up."
"Who?"
"Money..-"
"Who the fuck is Money"
"You know, G$ that kid we met at Underground Haven a few weeks ago?"
"Oh, yea.. Why did you leave me? I was going to take you home, and I wanted some lovin"
"Gots to get back on the grind, sweet heart."
"Whateva, baller.. Am I going to see you tonight?"
"(Fuck) Um, sure I guess."
Carlo$ knew he wanted to creep around with Sandra tonight but the plan seemed too risky.
The phone lost signal and to Sandra's surprise, Nicole was calling. She didn't bother to answer.
Females were smart.
After a short trip Carlo$ was dropped off at his crib. Don't worry, The car plays a Significant Roll in this story.
Part Six: The Pad or Crib, whatever floats yours.
The bright sunlight stabbed thru the thin membranes in his eyelids.
Money or Gimini (pronouned Jim- Mini which was sayin gmoney really fast and ghetto)
was awaken as he slept on the couch. He opened his eyes but couldn't see who was comining in.
It was Carlo$.
"Carlo$, whassup my brothren"
"Just got back from niki's"
"MMm"
"Who's the girl on the floor?"
"I don't remember, I got pretty toasted last night, we had the Jose Q"
"She's cute"
Money, still very drunk began piecing his night together, ..gizoogle.. then orlando bars..
then I looked up a placed called Milanty. I drove there. Where I met this girl who impressed me more than
I could imagine. Her name is um um, ...(10 minutes pass)... Ashleigha but she goes by Layla.
Carlo$ and money sat on the couch munchin on crushed fireballs and cornbread. They stared at a television with no
sound and a bad picture. No one really cared what was on, they just needed some flickering. They talked for hours about
people who had $ in their names, it was really retarded. Almost as retared as enduring pain to get to the sweet juicy center of a
tootsie roll pop. Carlo$ went on about the Sandra - Nicloe situation. And Gimini told him he really liked the girl still sleeping on the floor.
Part Seven: Way Better than Chapter Two.
Carlo$ continued his freshly prepared snack, each bite seemed to explode in his mouth,
and sent his mind farther away from the drama, Sandra parked her smooth legs on the plush
leather couch. She wore two pouty lips when Carlo$ glanced at her, but when he wasn't looking,
she just stared at him as if he was her drug.
Nicole could still be heard rustling around in the backroom.
Carlo$ decided it was time to disappear. He turned in slow motion, like he was in a !@#$ing
rap video and pointed to Sandra and said:
"Let's Bounce" (cues Some Zapp and Roger in his mind)
Sandra knew if Nicole found out she took Carlo$ home it'd be a problem,
With out thinking the two ran out and slid down the stairs.
Part Five: The Car.
Sleek, White, and as Sexy as Horsepower can be.
The Car.
Now I could describe the car to you but I might drool on my keybroad.
Sandra slammed it in gear but mashed the pedal down real easy so the 285 ponies would quietly
scoot the two down the street.
Carlo$ played with the dails on the Pioneer Deck, to his dis comfrot he felt a buzzin' in his jeans.
The flipphone displayed Nicole's Picture.
"Hello?"
"Where did you go?"
"Um, I uh, My homeboy just scooped me up."
"Who?"
"Money..-"
"Who the fuck is Money"
"You know, G$ that kid we met at Underground Haven a few weeks ago?"
"Oh, yea.. Why did you leave me? I was going to take you home, and I wanted some lovin"
"Gots to get back on the grind, sweet heart."
"Whateva, baller.. Am I going to see you tonight?"
"(Fuck) Um, sure I guess."
Carlo$ knew he wanted to creep around with Sandra tonight but the plan seemed too risky.
The phone lost signal and to Sandra's surprise, Nicole was calling. She didn't bother to answer.
Females were smart.
After a short trip Carlo$ was dropped off at his crib. Don't worry, The car plays a Significant Roll in this story.
Part Six: The Pad or Crib, whatever floats yours.
The bright sunlight stabbed thru the thin membranes in his eyelids.
Money or Gimini (pronouned Jim- Mini which was sayin gmoney really fast and ghetto)
was awaken as he slept on the couch. He opened his eyes but couldn't see who was comining in.
It was Carlo$.
"Carlo$, whassup my brothren"
"Just got back from niki's"
"MMm"
"Who's the girl on the floor?"
"I don't remember, I got pretty toasted last night, we had the Jose Q"
"She's cute"
Money, still very drunk began piecing his night together, ..gizoogle.. then orlando bars..
then I looked up a placed called Milanty. I drove there. Where I met this girl who impressed me more than
I could imagine. Her name is um um, ...(10 minutes pass)... Ashleigha but she goes by Layla.
Carlo$ and money sat on the couch munchin on crushed fireballs and cornbread. They stared at a television with no
sound and a bad picture. No one really cared what was on, they just needed some flickering. They talked for hours about
people who had $ in their names, it was really retarded. Almost as retared as enduring pain to get to the sweet juicy center of a
tootsie roll pop. Carlo$ went on about the Sandra - Nicloe situation. And Gimini told him he really liked the girl still sleeping on the floor.
Part Seven: Way Better than Chapter Two.