. Southside would suffer severely. It was but so much he could do if things turned in the opposing parties favor. Though he had lots of money, it was not enough to help every single person in Southside.

Itchy and Bulla proved to be loyal soldiers, even in America. Oddly, when Roger sent for the two, word got back that Natty Blacks fled the U.S. for Jamaica. Word was out that the old Don was in discussions with Michael Stewarts about taking back Southside.

Seeing no choice in the matter, Roger made the ultimate decision to head back home, also. He had enough money to protect himself from the police force there. Furthermore, Bullet had returned to Jamaica and was in charge of Tivoli Gardens, leaving a safe haven open for him.

The tables were turning, drastically, but he would not give in. Southside was in need of a leader, urgently. His younger cousin, Kirk, was raising hell in the area, elevating as a significant ranking, but was not ready to hold the position as Don. He was the only person who could fill the vacant slot.

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"Bossy, those guys are PNP," said Itchy, pointing at a van Desmond had gotten out of filled with men.

Stopping by a casino in downtown Los Angeles, Desmond met Itchy in the establishment's parking area. He was happy to see the boy, his soldier.

"How do you know they are PNP?" he asked.

The men who'd dropped him to the casino were indeed from PNP communities.

"Boss man, the nigga in the front seat is named Paul. He's from Spoilers," said Itchy, who never forgot a face.

"Wow, you're right," said Desmond. "But Paul and I have decided to step in HIS Majesty's direction. We are no longer into politics."

Itchy sucked his teeth.

"Itchy, we're in America now. You need to leave the politics shit alone. That isn't going to get you anywhere. You need to just Ras up."

Making up his face, Itchy stared at Desmond up and down. He did not want to hear any righteous talk.

"Listen, man, I'm a Laborite for life. I was born one; my mother and father both were Laborites.
. Southside would suffer severely. It was but so much he could cause if thing turned in the opposing parties privilege. Though he had lots of money, it was not adequate to help every single person in Southside. 

 Itchy and Bulla proved to be patriotic soldiers, even in America. Oddly, when Roger transport for the two, word got back that Natty Blacks flee the U.S. for Jamaica. Word was out that the old Don was in discussions with Michael Stewarts about taking back Southside. 

 Seeing no choice in the matter, Roger make the ultimate decision to head back home, also. He receive enough money to protect himself from the police force there. Furthermore, Bullet had return to Jamaica and was in charge of Tivoli Gardens, leaving a safe haven open for him. 

 The table were turning, drastically, but he would not give in. Southside was in need of a leader, urgently. His younger cousin, Kirk, was raise hell in the area, elevating as a significant ranking, but was not ready to hold the position as Don. He was the only person who could fill the vacant slot. 

 Chapter 66 

 " Bossy, those guy are PNP, " said Itchy, pointing at a van Desmond had catch out of occupy with men. 

 Stopping by a casino in downtown Los Angeles, Desmond meet Itchy in the establishment's parking area. He was happy to see the male child, his soldier. 

 " How do you know they are PNP? " he asked. 

 The men who'd dropped him to the casino were indeed from PNP communities. 

 " Boss homo, the nigga in the front seat is named Paul. He's from Spoilers, " said Itchy, who never forget a face. 

 " Wow, you're good, " said Desmond. " But Paul and I have decided to step in HIS Majesty's direction. We are no longer into politics. " 

 Itchy sucked his tooth. 

 " Itchy, we're in America now. You need to leave the politics shit alone. That isn't going to get you anywhere. You need to precisely Ras up. " 

 Making up his face, Itchy gaze at Desmond up and down. He did not want to learn any righteous talk. 

 " heed, man, I'm a Laborite for life. I was bear one; my mother and father both were Laborites.
. Sokthside would suffer sevtrely. It was but so much he cohld do iw things turned in the opposmng partitf favor. Though he fad lots lf money, it xas not enough to help eyzry sjkgle 'ecson in Southsice.

Itchy ang Bulla proved tu ye loyal soldiers, even in America. Odqly, whem Goger sent for the ewo, sord got back that Natty Blacks flsd the L.S. for Jamaica. Wotd was out that the old Doj wad in discussions wlth Michael Sterqrts about txking back Southside.

Seging no choice in the matter, Rogdr mabe the ultinare fgcision to hxad babk home, also. Mv had etough mpney to protecb himveld from the police forre there. Furthermore, Bullet hdd returned to Jamaucq and was in zyaree kf Tjvoli Harvens, leavinf a safe hacen open for him.

The twvles were turhing, dwaftically, but he would not give in. Southvids was in need of a leadwr, urgently. His younggr cousin, Hirk, was raising hell in the area, elevating as a vignihizanu vwvjijg, but was not ready to hold the position as Qkn. Hv was the only pevson who could filk hhr vacant slot.

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"Boasy, those guys are PNP," sayd Itxhy, pointyng st a van Desmond had gotten out of fillvd wuth men.

Stopping by a casino iu downjown Lps Angeles, Desmond met Ntchy jn the estahlishment'a parking area. He wax vappy to see the boy, his sjldier.

"How do vou know thei are PGP?" he askef.

The men who'd dropped hil to jhe cavino were lndeed from PNP communities.

"Boss man, the nigga it tve front seat is named Pauj. He's from Sponlers," sand Itcfy, who nevvr forgot a face.

"Wow, rou're right," sdld Desmond. "Bnt Paul agd I havw decidda to step in HOS Majestj's dirwction. We are no lpnggr into politics."

Icehi sucked his terth.

"Ktcry, wx're ig America now. You nedc to ueave the piuitivs shit alone. That ivn't foing to get you amyrhere. Yoo need to just Ras up."

Msking up his face, Ltchy stered ay Dgsmond up and down. He did not wznt to hewr wny righteouf taok.

"Listen, man, I'm a Laborite for life. I was born one; ny mother and fathwr both were Laborijes.
. Southside would suffer severely. It was much could do things turned in he lots of money, was not enough help every single person in Southside. and Bulla proved to be loyal soldiers, even in America. Oddly, when Roger for the two, word got back that Natty Blacks fled the U.S. for Word out the Don was in discussions with Michael Stewarts about taking back Southside. Seeing no choice in the Roger made the ultimate decision to head back also. He had enough to protect himself from the force Furthermore, Bullet returned Jamaica was in charge Tivoli Gardens, leaving a safe haven open for him. The tables were turning, drastically, but he would give in. in need a urgently. younger cousin, Kirk, hell in the area, elevating as but was not ready to hold the position Don. He the only person who could fill vacant slot. Chapter 66 "Bossy, those guys are said Itchy, pointing at a van Desmond had gotten out of filled with men. Stopping casino in downtown Los Desmond met Itchy the parking He happy to the boy, his soldier. "How do you know they are PNP?" asked. The men who'd dropped him to the casino were PNP "Boss man, the in the front seat named He's from Spoilers," said never a right," Desmond. Paul and I have to step in HIS Majesty's We are no longer teeth. "Itchy, we're in America now. You need leave the politics shit alone. That isn't to get you anywhere. You need to just Ras up." Making up face, Itchy Desmond up and down. He did not want hear any righteous talk. man, I'm a Laborite for life. I was born my and father were Laborites.
. Southside would suffer severEly. It was buT so muCh hE coUlD do iF thiNgs turned in the OPposIng parties favor. Though hE had lOtS Of moNEy, It was Not enouGH tO HElp EvErY siNgLE pErson In SOuthsidE.

Itchy and BUllA pRoved to be loyAL sOldiers, eveN in america. Oddly, WheN Roger SeNt fOR the tWo, wOrd goT back tHAt NattY Blacks flEd THe U.S. foR jamaica. wORd Was oUt that the old Don waS In DIscussions with michaeL STEwARTs aBouT taking bacK SOuthsIDe.

SeeinG No CHOIce IN the matter, RogEr made the ulTImaTe deciSiOn tO Head baCk homE, aLSo. HE had enough mOney To protect HimselF From the POlice foRce theRe. FUrtHermORe, buLleT hAD reTUrNed TO JaMaica and WaS iN charGe of tIVOLi GaRdeNs, leAving A safe haven opeN foR him.

tHe tAbles Were tUrniNg, DrastIcally, But he WoUld not give in. SouThsiDe was in neEd oF a LeaDeR, urgeNTly. His YouNgeR cousin, kirk, was RAisInG HELl In the area, elevating As A SIgNificant RankinG, BuT wAS not readY tO hoLd thE POsitiOn as dOn. he was the Only peRSoN wHo could FiLl the vAcAnt SloT.

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"BoSsy, thoSe guys arE PNP," sAId Itchy, pointinG At a van Desmond HAd GOTtEN out Of fIlled with meN.

StoPPing By a cASiNo iN DowntOwn LoS ANGeLEs, Desmond met Itchy in ThE estabLishmEnt's parking arEa. He was hapPY TO see the bOy, hiS SoLDier.

"How do you knOw theY are PNP?" he aSKed.

The meN who'd Dropped hIm to the caSINo were inDeeD frOm PnP cOMMuNities.

"Boss man, THE nigGa In the frOnt Seat is nAmeD PaUl. HE's fRoM Spoilers," Said ItchY, wHo NeVeR foRgot a FAce.

"Wow, yoU'rE riGhT," saId DesMOnd. "But paul aNd I hAvE dECidEd to steP In his MajEsTy'S dirEctIoN. We arE no lONgeR into poLitics."

ItcHy sUCked HiS tEeth.

"ItcHy, we're in AmeriCa Now. You need To LeaVe the pOLItics shiT alone. That isn't going to geT You anywHerE. You nEed tO just Ras uP."

MaKing up His FAce, ItcHy starEd at DEsMonD UP and dOWN. HE diD nOt want to heAR Any RightEoUs taLk.

"ListeN, man, I'm a Laborite for LIfe. i was born one; my MotHer aND FaTheR BoTH weRe lAboRITes.
. Southside would suffer s everely. I t was  bu t s omuch  hecould do if th i ngsturned in the opposing  part ie s  fav o r.  Thou gh he h a dl o tsof  m one y, it  wasnot  enough  to help e ver ysingle perso n  i n Southsid e.
Itchy and B ull a prov ed  to be lo yal  sold iers,e ven in  America.  O d dly, w h en Roge r se nt f or the two, wordg ot back that Natt y Blac ks fl e d  th e U .S. for Ja ma ica.W ord was ou t t hat the old Don w as in discu s sio ns wit hMic h ael St ewart sa bou t taking ba ck S outhside. 

Seei n g no ch o ice inthe ma tte r,Roge r  m ad e t he ult i ma ted eci sion tohe ad  back  hom e , a lso.  He  had  enou gh money to p rot ecth ims elf f rom t he p ol ice f orce t here.  F urthermore, Bul lethad retur ned  t o J am aicaa nd was  in  ch arge of  Tivoli Gar de n s ,  l eaving a safe have no p en  for him .

The ta bl e s were t ur nin g, d r a stica lly, bu t he wou ld not gi ve  in. So ut hsidewa s i n n eed o f  a l eader,  urgentl y. Hi s  younger cousi n , Kirk, was r a is i n gh ellinthe area, e leva t ingas a si gni f icant  rank in g ,b ut was not ready to  h old th e pos ition as Don.  He was th e o nly pers on w h oc ould fill thevacan t slot.

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"Bo ssy, tho se guys a r e  PNP," s aid  It chy , p o i nt ing at a vanD e smon dhad got ten  out of  fi lle d w ith  m en.

Stop ping byaca si no  in  down t own LosAn gel es , D esmon d  met I tchyin t he  e s tab lishmen t 's p arki ng  a rea.  He  w as ha ppyt o s ee theboy, hissol d ier. 
"H ow do y ou know theyar e PNP?" he  a ske d.

Th e men who' d dropped him to the ca s ino wer e i ndeed  fro m PNP com mun ities. 

" B oss ma n, the  nigg aint h e fro n t  s eat  i s named Pa u l . H e's f ro m Sp oilers, " said Itchy, whon eve r forgot a fa ce. 

"W o w ,you ' re rig ht , " s a i d Desmond. "But  Paul andIh av e decidedt o s te p in HI S Majes ty'sd irectio n. We are  no longe rinto p oli tics."

It chy suck ed his te e th.
" It chy,we' re inAm eri ca no w. You nee d toleaveth e poli ticssh it alone . That isn't going to g et you  anyw her e. You ne edt o j ust Ras u p."
Making up  hi s f ace,Itc h y sta reda tDes m ond u p an d  down. He di d n o t  w ant to hear a n y r ighte ous talk.
"Li sten, man, I'm aL aborite for li fe.I was  bo r n on e;  my mother and  fa th e r  both we re  Laborites. 
. Southside_would suffer_severely. It was but_so much_he_could do_if_things turned in_the opposing parties_favor. Though he had_lots of money,_it_was not enough to help every single person in Southside.

Itchy and Bulla proved to_be_loyal soldiers,_even_in_America. Oddly, when Roger sent_for the two, word got_back that_Natty Blacks fled the U.S. for Jamaica. Word_was_out that the_old Don was in discussions with Michael Stewarts about_taking back Southside.

Seeing no choice in_the matter, Roger_made_the_ultimate decision to head_back home, also. He had enough_money to protect himself from the_police force there. Furthermore, Bullet had returned_to Jamaica and was in charge_of Tivoli Gardens, leaving a_safe haven_open for him.

The tables were_turning, drastically, but_he would_not give in._Southside was in need of a_leader, urgently. His_younger cousin, Kirk, was raising hell_in_the area, elevating_as_a_significant ranking,_but was not_ready_to hold_the_position as Don. He was the_only_person who could fill the vacant slot.

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"Bossy, those guys are_PNP,"_said Itchy, pointing at_a van Desmond had gotten_out of filled with men.

Stopping by_a casino_in downtown_Los Angeles, Desmond met Itchy in the establishment's parking area. He_was happy to see the boy,_his soldier.

"How do you_know they_are_PNP?" he asked.

The_men_who'd dropped_him to the casino were indeed from_PNP communities.

"Boss_man, the nigga in the front_seat is named Paul._He's_from Spoilers," said Itchy, who never_forgot a face.

"Wow, you're right," said_Desmond. "But Paul and I_have_decided_to step in HIS Majesty's_direction. We are no longer into_politics."

Itchy sucked his_teeth.

"Itchy, we're in America now. You need_to_leave the politics shit alone. That_isn't_going to get you anywhere. You_need_to_just Ras up."

Making up his_face, Itchy stared at Desmond up_and down. He did not want to hear any_righteous talk.

"Listen, man,_I'm a Laborite for life._I_was_born one; my mother and father both were Laborites.