Living in fear of the cops?

[jaymie]

I get that "intensity" type feelin too when they're around. It's that stagger in your step, like "you better not fuck wit me." I didn't grow up in a bad neighborhood or anything, it's not like that. I've lived in places where you'd have the occasional bum chill on your lawn or peep through your trash cans, maybe look out the window as a kid and see my best friend's dad and grandfather fighting eachother wit milk crates on their lawns while cursing in spanish every so often, hear gunshots at night, the occasional crack fiend high speed chase crash into our corner and have the cops raid yr backyard lookin' for him(hahah, that was funny to witness), but hell I ain't complaining. I never had trouble with cops until my mom saved up enough money to move me, my sister, and my pa into the just barely suburbs. haha, it's funny because the cops were always coming to our corner house for a period of time. For me and my sister's stupid juvey shit mostly; truancy for both of us, (I dreaded that knock on the door in the mornings.) Other than that my Sister brought a lot of shit with who/what she was involved in. I think the neighborhood more or less thought we were dysfunctional white trash. Some uptight neighbor called the cops on us cause our lawn was too brown. "Oh god they are bringing down our property value!!!!!!!!!!!!!" We got cited for that bullshit. Stupid elitist bitches.

I never had problems with cops when I was living in inner san francisco. I felt more at ease because I wasnt singled out I guess. Gimme the bums chillin on my lawn and the corner crystal dealers anytime. I HATE, HATE, HATE rich flagrant whitey neighborhoods. Everyone is so so uptight and will cut you behind your back for such stupid shit. atleast being white in a mostly black or mexican neighborhood you know where you stand and you know who to not fuck with, or atleast that is how I always feel.

Ahaha, anyways, I don't know where I was going wit this story, but yea when a cop is ever in my current neighborhood I keep my eye on em'. Always. Just to let em' know they best keep ridin on through. Whenever I'm near a cop I always flash that awareness.... I don't like you, you don't like me, I ain't got a reason to fuck with you, but I'll never trust you and I don't give a shit what people say. There just ain't no fucking way. Not sayin' they're all bad, but I've met too many blood-thirsty biitch cops who had nothing better to do than fuck with innocent people.

 

[Khadijah]

^^straight up.

and yep

that BOOM BOOM BOOM . ....pause.....BOOM BOOM BOOM OPEN UP! POLICE!

shit could triggger a heart attack mang, boedenta, xactly. they always wait and knock again. if you hear the knock after a about 20 second pause, you fucked.

buddy of mine is real paranoid.. he has a buddy who lives on the corner who watchs the traffic coming into the street for him... if some 5-0s roll by he gets a beep on the nextel

good shit man. gotta love the nextel.

 

[ezbakeoven]

I have a question for anyone who might know the answer..... If youre in your house doing something illegal and a cop knocks on the door and you see that its a cop, what would happen if you just didnt answer it?

 

[dbighead2]

I HATE, HATE, HATE rich flagrant whitey neighborhoods. Everyone is so so uptight and will cut you behind your back for such stupid shit. atleast being white in a mostly black or mexican neighborhood you know where you stand and you know who to not fuck with, or atleast that is how I always feel.

exactly. I've always hated living in white neighborhoods because most of them are way too uptight and back stabbing. Atleast in a black neighborhood you know the worst you'll have to deal with is getting jumped or getting strong armed when you first move in. And even that goes away with respect. Just as long as you don't leave your bike outside, you're good to go.

I remember a few times on the weekend we had our music up, in most white neighborhoods they'd call the cops. But in our neighborhood the neighbors came knocking on the door to see if there was a party going on.

That's a good neighbor

 

[dbighead2]

I have a question for anyone who might know the answer..... If youre in your house doing something illegal and a cop knocks on the door and you see that its a cop, what would happen if you just didnt answer it?

as long as they can't tell you're home, I guess they'd leave after a while.

But if you have the TV on, music playing....they'll more than likely know something is up. But unless they have a very good reason to come in, I doubt they'll knock your door down to get in.

I just wouldn't answer it.

 

[Khadijah]

I had to laugh at your first post.

You know you live in a rough neighborhood when:

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some bitch broke the neighbors daughter ashley arm cuz she thought ashley took her basketball.
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then u might enjoy this part of the story

the girl whose ball got stolen (she just lost it nobody really took it)

her mom paid her 10 bucks to beat up ashley. lil 13 year old who never even talks shit

she said "ill give ten dollars to the first person who kicks her ass and 5 to the first person who comes back with the ball" so even tho she knew ashley didnt take it she beat her up to get the loot from her mom

its all good tho cuz ashley popped her in the face with her broken arm and kicked her down LOL

Sorry for goin off topic but that shit make me laugh

NOw if a pigs knockity knockin at my door, FUCK EM. got a warrant? then fuck off. they play, they front. they act like they can do what they want but they cant they just count on people not knowing what they can and cant do

its different in different hoods depending how nice it is, in the ghetto they dont give a fuck, in better areas they gotta follow the rules, and they be more or less demanding/kind depending on what they know or if they suspect u of something

 

[dbighead2]

hahaha that reminds me of a story

bball is serious shit in a poor neighborhood

I remember I was the only kid in the hood with a basketball goal, we'd come play ball in my yard.

There was this fat kid that always thought he was Mike, he'd try to dunk all the time. I remember one time his fat ass went up for a dunk (we couldn't guard him, he was too big), and he dunked and broke the goal down......he broke the whole shit down.

My mom saw it and came out and said.....well, looks like that's the end of the basketball goal, yall should thank cedric for breaking the goal.

Yeah, we thanked his ass.....we beat the SHIT out of his fat ass. I know he had to lose a good 5 pounds.

Then the next day we were all outside playing football. That's what friendship is about.