How bad was the crack era?

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king hassan;8215721 said:
It's funny that rappers made anti-drug songs now they singing songs about slanging dope

Yea just the other day I was listening to Backspin the old school hip hop station on Sirius XM and they played "Self Destruction" and then Ice T "6 In The Morning" back to back and it's interesting to literally hear the transition in subject matter in the same era
 
PapaDoc223;8215936 said:
BOSSExcellence;8215882 said:
i grew up in Cali..

i was born around the same time it hit so i dont really remember much.

but i can remember vividly my uncle strung out and runnin around my aunts house naked..

when he'd trip theyd always make us kids go to the room..

as a kid u really dont understand shit.. but in hindsight we was in the thicket.. majority of my family was slangin tho.. couple of my aunts were prostitutes.. granny was a pool shark and ran around wit a sawed off.. shit was wild. hahaha

pops side of the family all banged and slang..

what i remember most was all the funerals.. the streets really wiped out the men in my family.. they aint playin when they say u either gonna die or end up in jail..

the late 80s and the late 90s were bad in LA.. worst fuckin times!! smmfh

There is a track Ice Cube made called "My Summer vacation," where he is talking about how LA gang memebers were leaving LA to other states like Texas and Oklahoma start selling dope cuz the market in LA was crowded. Did that shit really happened tho?

Yeah. When niggas act so confused as to why there's Bloods and Crips, GDs, etc all over the country now they forget this shit happened. A lot of gang members moved to different cities and established themselves there and brought gang life with them.
 
Ronald Regan and George Bush committed Treason by investing in Crack-Cocaine and yet some of you niggaz still invest your time and energy for a "debate" in threads for Views. smh

fuck it, ban me
 
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caddo man;8215867 said:
king hassan;8215836 said:
Man being a kid I remember crackheads fucking all over the place. You could be walking or riding down the street and see crackheads fucking, shit was crazy. And that's how the prison system blew up too, all those drug offenses, cats were getting 20 to life

Out of all the changes Obama has done. Getting rid of the disparaging sentencing on nonviolent drug charges will be the biggest accomplishment.

You clearly haven't read the Brother's resume. Obams is literally the greatest President since Since
 
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Crack era sound wild...if worldstar or twitter had been around then...I don't think anybody would even fix their lips to say that things are crazier today than they were before like ppl say sometimes now.
 
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Bad. I lived next door to a crack house and had family that sold and did it. I saw my 1st machine gun getting off the bus at 7 from a nigga who just robbed a store, hearing gunshots regularly at night, saw a nigga get shot in the head, etc. glad my kids aren't going thru that shit. They're soft like they should be.
 
It was so bad it had niggas running around doing this

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Imagine just being totally immersed in evil. Imagine every single person you know being affected in some way shape or form. During that time I ran away and stayed with my older Brother. A short time later he got locked up for possession. My neighbor's boyfriend was the main supplier in the hood. All of my uncles and aunts were on it. My best friend's mom used to sale her body to his peers to get it. The police chief would come and cop from dealers on our block. Violence was always there. People were getting killed left and right. residual crimes were happening in front of my eyes constantly... robberies, burglaries, carjackings, shootings.

I saw and felt so much evil during that period that You would think I would stay away. But naw, the lure of money and the adulation that the dealers received attracted me like a magnet. In my mind I reasoned I was too young to get a job, being a runaway I needed someway to support myself. Looking back it was like making a deal with the devil. I swear I have not experienced such darkness in all of my years like I did when I was out there pumping that poison. I felt the changes immediately. Today I liken it to the "I don't give a fuck!" motto. I literally gave 0 fucks.

Business was brisk, No matter what I left the house with, i would return with nothing but a pocket full of money. Traffic was so constant on our little strip that there was no beefing or fighting over customers. It would literally be 15-20 dudes on a little block no longer than 1/8 of a mile and everyone was getting money. The only real beef during those times went on between the different streets in our neighborhood. If you lived on our street though you could pump from sun up to sun down.

Some of the worst things I've witnessed: I saw a lady who found someones stash get put in the trunk of a car... The car drove off, the lady never came back. I saw this dude named Bat (because he was so black) get shot multiple times, his brain matter on the sidewalk. His blood (a big ass puddle) remained on the sidewalk for weeks to serve as a reminder. The flies, maggots and ants feasted around the clock until there was nothing left to be salvaged. I witnessed the police and fire dept. carrying a woman out of an abandoned house on a gurney. when they got her outside the tarp flew off her body. Her eyes were missing she had holes in her face and body from where the rats began to eat her. The story was her boyfriend stole someones stash. they couldn't get him so they got her. And did unimaginable things to her.

There was a pair of brothers that I used to admire. They always dressed fresh, kept crisp haircuts. Had a beautifull sister. One day they invited me over their house. The whole place crawled with roaches. Their younger siblings ran around in diapers filled to capacity. I asked to use the bathroom. They sent me to the back where it was located. I heard their mom moaning in the bedroom. I peeked, She was in there getting a train ran on her by my neighbors boyfriend and 2 of his underlings. I rushed to the bathroom. The tub was so dirty you could grow a garden. The toilet was filled with shit and bloody tampons. I no longer had to piss.

I remember the constant sadness of those times. I wanted to cry all the time. for all my friends. for all the people that I genuinely liked getting long prison terms. All the people that died. All the people that were bread winners working at the auto plants having all of the "luxuries" that such a desirable job could buy being reduced to zombies trying to wash windows at stoplights to hustle up that next hit. The little kids whose mother would sell her food stamps. The little girl's mother who came and tried to sell us her Christmas presents while they were still in wrapping paper. The pretty girls being turned into the cheapest of whores, The coolest of older cats being reduced to cowardly punching bags. Seems like I always had that feeling in my chest and felt like my eyes would well up at any moment.

I never got the chance to cry though.

 
I started working for the city of Philly at 19.. And office jobs with various ages you learn a lot about people.. It was this one crack era "survivor".. She wasn't off crack tho.. She had bobby brown jaw and would just grind her teeth randomly.. I thought it was powder until I stopped being naive.. And she stole everything.. I'm talking bout food out fridge type petty lol.. I thought it was funny but this og at the job was like "that's how crazy the 80s were.. Not every fiend was unemployed.. She been here 20yrs.. She wasn't always unattractive".. I'm 30 now so when I came to it was on the tail end when the game became wide open when niggaz was getting booked and killed..
 
The crack epidemic in D.C. trickled down to the small towns in Maryland including the one I grew up in. Hearing about dudes making trips to D.C. to make money just to get slaughtered was crazy. Alot of my older cousins lost their youth thanks to it either through using or dealing. When I was about 10 years old one of my cousins had me & his son stay in my room & play while he & his boy was getting fucked up. I caught him more than once & it scared the fuck outta me. In my freshman year of high school my house got raided cuz his younger brother sold to an undercover cop. After that I was never the same.
 
phukkyou2;8216209 said:
caddo man;8215867 said:
king hassan;8215836 said:
Man being a kid I remember crackheads fucking all over the place. You could be walking or riding down the street and see crackheads fucking, shit was crazy. And that's how the prison system blew up too, all those drug offenses, cats were getting 20 to life

Out of all the changes Obama has done. Getting rid of the disparaging sentencing on nonviolent drug charges will be the biggest accomplishment.

You clearly haven't read the Brother's resume. Obams is literally the greatest President since Since

If this was the Netherlands then yes, But he way too liberal for me. Raising the federal minimum wage, His blatant ignoring to wall street BS and constant problem with being able to convey his plans puts him just in front of Clinton but behind Great presidents.

There are other things I dont like about him but I dont feel like debating.
 
I got an older family member who talks about what really hurt the black community.

"back when things where segregated, you had true black neighborhoods. Black doctors, nurses, cops, teachers, entertainers, dentist, bakers, craftsmen, hospitals, every possible profession. You could literally live in that neighborhood and never have a reason to leave your whole life. Only time you saw whites was when you crossed the railroad tracks, then it was their territory.

What hurt the black community was when integration happened. All the black elites left. It was never the same after that. And when crack was introduced years later, the was the nail in the coffin. Its going to take a long time to fix this. drugs are easy, quick money. It made black people loyal to no one. Only to the dollar. A black men will kill 30 of his own for that quick money and wont even think twice. Its sad because when you think black neighborhoods now, its drugs, violence, and ignorance. Wasnt always like that. "
 
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According to my research "our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin, we invested in that, and thats how we got Meryl Lynched, and we been hanging from the same tree ever since..."

I'm not sure who Professor West referenced to come to said conclusion so take it with a grain of salt.
 
It will probably take another 20 years to recover from the damage of the crack era. I also heard the crack epidemic hit Midwest cities hard. Detroit i heard was the worse of the worse.
 
Makes you wonder how many people we lost at that era. If we tally total black deaths and imprisonment from the 80s up until 1997 it would be shocking.
 
It didnt end with the 90s. Out here in the A area it was still goin strong till about like 2006 or so. "Everybody" was trappin at that time.
 
PapaDoc223;8216926 said:
It will probably take another 20 years to recover from the damage of the crack era. I also heard the crack epidemic hit Midwest cities hard. Detroit i heard was the worse of the worse.

Can't speak for any other city. But that is where I experienced it. And it was insane!

 
Kids today just don't realize how good they have it. The crack era fucked a lot of families up and we are still dealing w/ the fallout today. I remember my best friend's mom was hooked on that shit. I remember being about 8 yrs old and him showing me naked pictures that he found of his mom taken by this old white dude who use to keep her strung out. I remember watching bum nigguhs start selling and rise to the ranks of local celebrities. I've seen real local celebrities ( news anchormen ) be on tv looking normal one minute and hours later they be calling up the local dope boys for a fix. I've seen friends fall out and kill each other over drugs and drug money. I've seen square nigguhs, from well-to-do families, start selling just for the image and end up dead or in prison for murder. I've seen crack dealers rat out their own friends who they were getting money with. Hell I think I still have an interrogation room video on DVD of 3 of the most known dealers from my area snitching on other dealers and setting them up ( don't ask me how somebody managed to get that video from the police station, but that shit made it's rounds through the city ). I've seen some of the baddest chicks get turned out on that shit and go from beauty queen to base head. Don't get me started on the circle of incurable STDs that this one group of dealers was spreading throughout the town. Shit was so bad that a chick was off limits if there was even a rumor that she fucked one of them dudes. It's sad, but I could go on and on about the crack related bullshit that went on during that period.

 
it affected my family alot... shyt I have cousins who was born with it in their systems.... my mother used... smh east st. louis in the late 80's 90's I'm sure we was getting 30 to 40 bodies a year... (our population is less than 30,000)
 

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