Tuesday 27 January 2009

Wallace....nooooooooooo!

Brutal. Wallace is dead. Shot by his best friends.

I'm pretty upset right now.

Wallace was the kid in all of us. One of those characters who makes you think those on the street aren't that bad. we fancy that we could be Wallace, we could handle the money. I could be on that sofa with D'angelo. He brought out the soft side of those around him too.

He played with the big boys - but deep down you knew he was innocent...too innocent. He certainly did bleed soda. Thing was he was clever, too clever to be in the game and we all knew it. Watching him you just wanted to scream 'get out!!', 'go to college', 'stay at your grans house', 'don't take smack'. But the lure of the game was too much for him.

In the end it was the fault of the Baltimore PD that killed him. They took their eyes off him and he had been tainted. There was only ever gunna be one outcome.

They go out for burgers and he's acting like a kid. The other two can see it, they know they have to step up. But you think Poon's gunna save him. He's his best mate for gods sake, but in the end it's alwways the closest to you who fuck you over. The moment you see the Tupac poster you know it's all over.
Still, i did almost shed a tear.

RIP Wallace

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