I grew up on Dean St. in the 60's

Steven and Nicky used to rape my friends in the foyers of the brownstones.

It was a violent neighborhood, I havbe no nostalgia for Brooklyn. Nor have I ever gone back.

All I remember is the violence and always living under the pressure of "who was going to do me".

Me and my brother grew up on the street, growing up fast and handling things with our fists.

We ran with the 40 Thieves and had friends in the Buccaneers.

If any of my friends are still around...

Miss you all... Fat George, Jose, Anthony, Chun and Jr.
And will always remember "Little Ricky", killed by the bus on Dean in 67.

I made it out, I'm alive have kids and a wonderful wife.

And Toss-0ff to Steven and Nicky, you guys are trash and hope you're dead.