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Subject: 1975:UE Act 2, Scene 18


Author:
Sarah
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Date Posted: 09:21:11 04/02/02 Tue


ACT TWO
SCENE 18
(Emotion = EXCITEMENT)


PUT ON FULL


(Continuation of Scene 17 - heightened - escalate to pending doom)

I tried to escape from the lo
But they just wouldn't let me
Rolling with thugs with Aks
And Machetes
Who would bag you for your ready - rocks
You know that stuff that keeps hypes steady
I had an uncle named Fready
With two little cousins
He put us on
You think I wasn't…
Gona take that stash
Man, I hid that stash
Cops came
But didn't check the dash
Only 16 and I used to blast
Beats in an EXP
Rolling down Bailey - Avenue
But I was from CP (Central Park)
"Yo! He got that white ride"
All them cats knew me
They showed me love
When love got out the first time
But do you think they're gonna show me love
When I get out this time
I couldn't escape from the lo if ya'll took it from me
Grandpops schooled me
So, I wasn't a dummy
But the thugs showed me love
Tried to take me under
But I escaped like a dove
Mentally, I was on a-whole-nother level
Used to analyze things
"Ya'll this ain't right in the ghetto.
I mean they're moving on us with troops
And they really don't give a damn
Who's in the crib, they're still gonna get loose
If they find the fruits
They'll take all of us
Make all of us
Proceed through the system
And check our urine
To see if we smoked ism
All of us!!
We grew up on the yellow cheese bus!
Remember?

(Dancers escort Aqiyl into Electric Chair, lock him in, wire him up, etc. Female dancer briefly intimates "final" lap-dance; another dancer hands him his last cigarette; male dancer tries to stuff McDonald's cheeseburger into his mouth at end of his next passage, before Aiqyl get's "fried.")

Then we multiplied
Now they don't trust us
They brought it to us
Now they're going to handcuff us
And try to f#@k us
As if we were hoes on the block
But my draws are dirty
So they're going to take the birdie first
And told me to save that behind for prison
Yeah! Brother is to Brother
Like Love is to the system

(Sound cue: prison gate slam!)
(Electric Chair "ON!" Lighting & Sound to reflect same…)
(Blackout)

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