The Oakland gangs in the East Oakland hoods, if the town had gangs, would be in the areas of the old FunkTown, the Murder Dubbs / Twomps, Dirty 30s, High Street, the 50s and Sem City, while the Deep East Oakland hoods would be from the Rollin 100s to Brookfield to the 70s and Shady 80s. Other Bay Area Gangs Areas and Hoods.

Rapper Brisco, whose real name is British Mitchell, 34, was arrested this week on allegations he was involved in a South Florida identity theft and credit card fraud ring.
Rapper M-Bone (real name Mante Ray Talbert) of Call Swag District was shot to death in May 2011 in a drive-by shooting while sitting in a car outside a liquor store. Chris Kelly of rapper group Kris Kross died of a possible drug overdose in September 2011 at age 34.

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“bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days; but I will trust in thee” (Psalm 55:23).

“The fear of the Lord prolongeth days: but the years of the wicked shall be shortened” (Proverbs 10:27).
“A man shall eat good by the fruit of his mouth: but the soul of the transgressors shall eat violence. He that keepeth his mouth keepeth his life: but he that openeth wide his lips shall have destruction” (Proverbs 13:2-3).
“The eye that mocketh at his father, and despiseth to obey his mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it” (Proverbs 30:17).
“Be not over much wicked, neither be thou foolish: why shouldest thou die before thy time?” (Ecclesiastes 7:17).
“As the partridge sitteth on eggs, and hatcheth them not; so he that getteth riches, and not by right, shall leave them in the midst of his days, and at his end shall be a fool” (Jeremiah 17:11).
“But God said unto him, Thou fool, this night thy soul shall be required of thee: then whose shall those things be, which thou hast provided?” (Luke 12:20).
“For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world. And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth forever” (1 John 2:16-17).

Rap/hip-hop* is aggressive music, both in its lyrics, in its sound, and in the attitude of the rappers, and it is not surprising that it has produced great violence. It is so morally filthy that a large percentage of the lyrics cannot be quoted and practically none of the videos can be shown in decent company, and it screams rebellion and insubordination. Probably no other one influence has so defiled black culture. It is doubtless a major contributor to inner city violence, juvenile delinquency, and the destructive phenomenon of absentee fathers.

(* Attempts have been made to distinguish rap music from hip-hop music, and it has been said that rap is the music and hip-hop is the lifestyle, but the terms are commonly used as synonyms. The Grammys for the Hip-Hop category include Rap and R&B.)
VIOLENT, FILTHY MUSIC

Consider some of wicked lyrics by rappers who have won Grammys, the American music industry’s highest honor. Much of the violence is addressed to whites (crackers, devils, honkey), police, and women. For thirty years, this type of thing has filled young people’s minds with moral filth and encouraged them to act violently. Gangsta rap has doubtless been at the forefront of the explosion of rape and murder in black communities.
“From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes; when I’m called off, I got a sawed off. Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off. You too, boy, if ya ***** with me. ... Here’s a murder rap to keep yo dancin with a crime record like Charles Manson, AK-47 is the tool” (“Straight Out of Compton,” N.W.A., lyrics by Ice Cube, 1988, this was a pioneer album in “hardcore, gansta rap”).
Ice Cube’s 1991 album Death Certificate was a revolutionary rage against the United States. The cover depicted the rapper standing over the corpse of America. The track “I Wanna Kill Sam” blames black troubles on America and foments the most vicious hatred against the nation. The lyrics are vile in the extreme. It could be the theme song for Black Lives Matter and Antifa.
“I got my black shirt on, I got my black gloves on, I got my ski mask on, This **** been too long, I got my twelve gauge sawed off, I got my headlights turned off I'm 'bout to bust some shots off, I’m 'bout to dust some cops off, Cop killer, better you than me; Cop killer, **** police brutality; Cop killer, I know your family's grievin’ ... Cop killer, but tonight we get even; I got my brain on hype; Tonight’ll be your night; I got this **** knife; And your neck looks just right; My adrenaline's pumpin’; I got my stereo bumpin’; I'm 'bout to kill me somethin’; A pig stopped me for nuthin” (“Cop Killer,” Ice-T, 1992). Most of the lyrics consist of vile, repetitive cursing of police.
“Kill the white people; we gonna make them hurt” (“Kill d’White People,” Apache, 1993).
“A fight, a fight, a [black] and a white, if the [black] don’t win then we all jump in … smoking all [of] America’s white boys” (“A Fight,” Apache, 1993).
“Now I’m black but black people trip [become upset] ‘cause white people like me; white people like me but don’t like them ... I don’t hate whites, I just gotta death wish for ****** that ain’t right” (“Race War,” Ice-T, 1993).
“Where you gonna go when the brothers wanna bust a shot ... where you gonna go when I wanna kill bloodclot ... bust a glock, bust a glock, devils get shot” (“Enemy,” Ice-T, 1993).
“What do blacks do; they just keep on blowing devils away ... evil ***** cracker ... I’m tightening up the laces to my steel-toed boots, so I can walk, stomp; we stomp this devil down in the park” (“Planet of da Apes,” Da Lench Mob, 1994).
“These devils make me sick; I love to fill them full of holes; kill them all in the daytime, broad ***** daylight; 12 o’clock, grab the Glock; why wait for night” (“Sweatin Bullets,” Brand Nubian, 1994).
“I kill a devil right now ... I say kill whitey all nightey long … I stabbed a ***** Jew with a steeple ... I would kill a cracker for nothing, ... Menace Clan kill a cracker; jack ‘em even quicker … catch that devil slipping; blow his ***** brains out” (“***** a Record Deal,” Menace Clan, Da Hood, 1995).
“Niggas in the church say: kill whitey all night long … the white man is the devil. ... I got the .380; the homies think I’m crazy because I shot a white baby; I said; I said; I said: kill whitey all night long ... nigga, I’m gonna blast ... I beat a white boy to the **** ground” (“Kill Whitey,” Menace Clan, Da Hood, 1995).
“Actual fact you need to be black ... everyday I fight a devil ... I grab a shovel to bury a devil ... grab my bazooka and nuke a devil ... with black, I build; for black, I kill” (“Fightin the Devil,” RBX, 1995).
“Get them devil-made guns and leave them demons bleeding; give them back whips, and just feed them bullets” (“Wicked Ways,” Sunz of Man, 1995).
“Waiting for the crackers; smuggle; his mug is in the gutters ... so we need your participation in the Caucasian assassination; time is wasting ... so who is in association with the *** retaliation; it needs your total cooperation ... a confrontation will be fought by the younger generation; because we got determination; all we need is organization” (“Purse Snatchers,” Onyx, 1995).
“... sticking guns in crackers’ mouths ... the cops can’t stop it ... coming to a corner near you, cracker; we’ve been through your area, mass hysteria” (“Mad Nigga,” Menace Clan, 1995).
“To all my Universal Soldier’s: stay at attention while I strategize an invasion; the mission be assassination, snipers hitting Caucasians with semi-automatic shots heard around the world; my plot is to control the globe and hold the world hostage ... see, I got a war plan more deadlier than Hitler ... lyrical specialist, underworld terrorist ... keep the unity thick like mud ... I pulling out gats [handguns], launching deadly attacks” (“Blood for Blood,” Killarmy, 1997).
“I love black women and I hate

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