"YOU SET ME FREE AND I NEVER WANT TO LEAVE"
It was finally summer of 1977, and Imani Johnson had every plan to not waste the chance of leaving her mark on her home, the south side of the Bronx.
[Dizzee Kipling x oc]
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I walk confidently down the street to the place where Dizzee and the boys resided. After Mylene, Yolanda and I's heartfelt conversation, I left Yolanda alone to find her brother. I walked into the place swinging the door open. The bell rings behind me as the boys turn in my direction.
"Hey, Mani." Zeke greets me first.
"Hey." I smile at him and turn to Dizzee playing pinball in the corner.
"Queen." Shao looks at me. I nod at him not giving him much attention as I pass.
"Hey, Dizz." I grin at him, kissing his cheek.
"The Notorious Three are gonna have size and strength." Ra-Ra turns their attention back to himself as he speaks. "So we're gonna need coordination, like flash said 'Being in unison, no disarray'."
"So I said 'maybe you could write rhymes for all of us'-"
"And I said 'it's not a rhyme battle, it's a DJ battle, I'm the DJ meaning I'm in charge, I'm the conductor'." Shao cuts him off staring at Zeke. Zelda had informed me of the DJ rumble they were having against the Notorious Three earlier.
"I mean it's just a suggestion." Ra-Ra backs down from him. I frown at them before speaking.
"I like it." Dizz speaks at the same time as me.
"Me too." Boo agrees.
"Me too." Zeke agrees with us nodding at them.
"Really?"
"Yeah, Shao you still gonna be the conductor, we just gonna be your instruments." Zeke states before Shao can object. "You know, like, I'm a Tuba, Boo-Boo's a cymbol, Ra-Ra's a violin, Dizzee's a Triangle, and Mani is a drum."
