💀💀💀We NEVER touch kids, We NEVER pimp slap our woman💀💀💀
💥By FELONIOUS ACADEMIC💥
💀💀💀We never touch kids. We never pimp slap our woman. 💀💀That was the primal code, the razor wire vow that kept us from becoming the evil monsters we ran from. Every thug, every gangster who clawed their way out the fuckin gutter knew that unspoken line was their last grip on civility. Without that shit, we were just rabid vermin in an asphalt jungle, with it, we were a fist in the fuckin face of a world that tried to break us all.
💀💀💀We prowled through fire and smoke, bound by that sworn code like a chain around our necks. Every alley held danger, every street a temptation, but we never crossed that one motherfuckin line. Without that shit, we were just another fuckin face in the awaiting grave, with it, we were the last damn hope in a Degenerate free for all world of debauchery. This was no boy scout fuckery of morality, this was the fire burningmthat kept us from being 💀devoured by the streets themselves.
💀💀💀We never spoke it like a law, we just lived it like a fuckin war cry. The streets were certainly a broken cathedral, and we were its battered saints, swearing never to desecrate its last drop of hope.
💀💀💀 But now, now it’s a lawless land, because even those who tower above us, in ivory towers, gleaming in suits and hollow promises, have hand tossed that exact code aside. And in that betrayal, it’s not just shocking, fuck no, it’s a goddamn apocalypse on morals themselves, because if we were the last ones who kept the line. And if we lose it now, we lose the last shred of what made you kings, and us the fuckin the begotten.
So true.
Love this paragraph
“We never spoke it like a law, we just lived it like a fuckin war cry. The streets were certainly a broken cathedral, and we were its battered saints, swearing never to desecrate its last drop of hope.”