Can it be it was all so simple then?

Pur4ik [aka] Bedre....

What happened to me?

How did I get to this point?

How I possibly saved my life?

Ps. My parents Should never read what im about to write...

2005-2007/8

TDV, Plsar Pots, ODC, VDT, 13th ST, AF, 128 street,

Sekta, Inferno, Wu tang clan_LV, WolF GanG..

gettin rep. basically I came and went to bring pain,

Sniffing glue, petrol and smoking

bud, drinking... hanging out by the old run down building

(Stroika)

the one by the rail tracks and police station. 

I remember taking hammers and smashing the 

advert thingies wit glass over by the road...

throwing Molotov's at the old building wall and watch em burn...

taking boxes from "Larus" and puttin them in the

middle of a dual carriage way while they were on fire, 

hiding in the bushes watching drivers drag em off the road...

Selling my phones, all my phones and 

other peoples to gypsies and some cash and carry

place in ZL aka (Zo4ka) tjip Točka...

listening to Wu tang and MF doom,

buying baseball bats and full face black masks

walkin around smashing electrical supplies...

stealing cigarettes in masses from shops our 

daily loot on average would be close to 60ls of stuff...

once even planned to rob this taekvondo kid.....

But we didnt because we felt that we would be too much like

some Russian bitches.

and the reason why? we wanted gas guns...

I couldnt give two shits about what my parents thought, 

or anyone for that instance, ridin in a

LADA 6 police followin Shurik a week later the car

burned down in the hood...

Taggi'n, the city of  Rīga, mainly Dārzciems, 

Purvciems, Pļavnieki, Mežciems and Zolitūde

. We had to get tha loot.

But how did it start?

My father split up with my mother I had lived with

her pretty much all my life and she went off to live in the UK.

Now I lived with my father I felt I barely knew...

My gramma always talking shit, big sister always busy,

lil kidZ on my ass all the time,

so I went where I was welcome and accepted,

No limit to the things we could do.

after a while a twisted mentality takes over and that's all you know. 

got caught stealing a few times...

the ice breaker was a basketball we stole for "Ronis"

a amazing basketball player always kickin it by the 93 high school.

we used to play with him allot. so next thing you know im in England

everyone is fucked off with me and I couldnt give a fuck.

but after a while you get allot of time to think and realise

how stupid some of the thing actually where,

like stealing a turtle and rats and...

anyways the reason for all that is family...right?

Can it be it was all so simple then?

I know it's hard to get out and consequences are great

if you don't. Im sorry mom and Dad.

And Im thank full I got away.