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Yo what's good evil streets family? Y'all already know we back with another one. Mad love to all my viewers and subscribers and special shout out to every single member of the channel. If y'all feeling the content make sure y'all hit that like and subscribe. It helps the channel grow which allows me to keep bringing y'all these videos. Every beat y'all hear in these videos and shorts is produced by yours truly. So anybody interested in any of the production y'all hear on this channel email us at evil streets media at gmail.com. That goes for anybody looking to promote their music or business as well. Hit me up and we can cook something up. We started uploading these episodes to Spotify's podcasts as well. So anybody can just listen on any device while y'all driving or trapping. Link is in the description. I'm starting a Patreon as well where I'll be dropping extended videos with more thorough deep dives so be on the lookout for that. Also anybody looking to just support the channel in general y'all can send a dollar or a million dollars to our cash app evil streets TV. Every cent donated is invested right back into the channel. Make sure to comment if you do so I can shout you out on the next video. Alright I've kept y'all long enough let's get to this gangster ish. Enjoy the show. The streets ain't no fairy tale. They cutthroat cold blooded survival of the fittest. And in that kind of jungle the dope game slid into the rap game like it was destined to happen. Hustling didn't stop it just caught a new rhythm. That same grind hard take no losses mentality that kept cats breathing on the block. It started building empires behind microphones but the truth is not everybody could just flip the switch and leave the streets behind that fast paper. It's addictive. And once you tasted it it's hard to settle for anything else. Young black kings who made the leap from corners to concert stages found a legit lane. But the system had never been built for them. Law enforcement stayed watching waiting hoping to catch them slipping. Not because they were guilty but because of what they looked like where they came from and what they represented. That's the part folks miss. These stories they ain't just about music or money. They about the weight of being black and successful in a system that's rigged from the jump. This country talks a lot about the American dream coming from nothing building something real making it out. But when a young black man actually does it all of a sudden is too good to be true. If he raps about street life they swear he still in it. But as this video makes clear that ain't always the case. There's a thin line between what's real and what's just rap. And too often that line gets blurred in courtrooms headlines and mug shots. Look at the track record. We don't see too many fall. Some caught up in cases. Some buried way too soon. Biggie. Pac. How many legends we got to lose before folks stop acting like success protects you when you black? The truth is whether you in a trap house or a penthouse death or a cell is still lurking around the corner. That's the core reality. So yeah enjoy these stories. Vibe shake your head get lost in the drama. But don't miss the message. I made this not just to give props to the ones who made it but to expose the double standards in this so called land of opportunity. This is about legacy culture and the truth about who the dream really belongs to and who got to fight just to touch it. Too short and Darryl Reed Oakland by the time 1988 was closing out and too short was locked in the booth cooking up his classic life is too short a whole different kind of legend was getting knocked in federal court. Darryl Lil D. Reed just 20 years old got hit with conspiracy charges for moving a wild 68 pounds of crack. Alameda county's DA Russ Jean Teenie straight up called him the most feared drug dealer in Oakland and narcotics officer Ken Scott wasn't soft either claiming Lil D climbed from corner boy to millionaire off the block hustle. But just like with most stories in the game there's always more than what them newspapers and fed boys try to feed you. See two years before the feds came down on Lil D Congress dropped the anti drug abuse act of 86 a law that hit the black community like a wrecking ball crack and powder cocaine treated like night and day. Five grams of crack would have you jammed up for five years minimum while white folks sniffing powder barely got a slap that 100 to one sentencing ratio that was systematic that was targeted that was war. Now don't get it twisted Lil D wasn't no nickel and dime dealer dude was heavy in the game but the feds they were looking to make an example they said his seized work was worth three million they didn't want him to sit they wanted him buried. Lil D's bust was one of the DA's biggest takedowns in Oakland said Shachim B.O. Chemical government name John Edwards a certified OG whose story allegedly helped inspire the knowledge character in belly. Shachim's been locked down for almost 30 years respected coast to coast in the fed and state systems not just for being a goon but for his razor sharp memory of hip hop history and street politics. This is the kind of cat the term original gangster was tailor made for. In 88 Lil D threw the biggest birthday bash the city had seen at Golden Gate fields turf club. B.O. said like 3,500 heads showed up all breaking bread with this young 20 year old kingpin. Dude had the city in a headlock the feds raided one of his spots snatched multiple kilos crack and powder. D was hands on too. He wasn't the type to sit back and let others whip up. He had millions worth of product in the crib rocking it up himself. Then one of them jealous ass snitches put the feds on his back ended up with 35 years fed time for cooking and distribution. Still even locked up he moved like royalty made ish happen. Lil D wasn't just a kingpin he had real ties to the culture before the cell bars slammed shut he mentored up and coming Oakland rappers bridging the streets and the studio back then rappers were looking up to the real street legends. Dudes like Lil D emulating their style their walk their whole persona. When hip hop first hit our coast it pulled everybody in said Dan hands a 57 year old convict out of Oakland who's been in the fed system 22 years deep doing time at USP at water a savage joint where only the strong survived. Didn't matter what you was into at the time it was ours. We started penning our own bars crafting our own bass sound they call him hands for a reason in his younger days he was known for laying dudes out quick these days he's older moves smarter but his name still rings out across the yard he's done time all over but at water's been his home for the last 12 even now he's the kind of cat you show respect to because he don't take losses lightly. Yeah I'm from Oakland born and bred hands said ask around back then I was robbing everything that moved shopping malls dope boys gambling spots anything that had paper in it I was on it in the streets it's either be eaten and during the crack era the cats who rose to the top weren't just gangsters they were legends not saying what they did was right but the way they carried it different these were triple A certified figures in the hood respected not just for the money or the muscle but for what they meant to the culture and in the pages of gangster rap folklore that counts for something Darryl better known in the streets as Lil D was that dude said Dan hands he was getting major money out in Oakland and way beyond cities you know and cities you don't but that ain't really my place to speak on just know they ain't call him Lil D because he was some small fry now he was a young man with an old soul moved like a vet the way he handled business man it was like West Coast New Jack City in full effect back in the 80s he was deep in the game but at the same time he gave a lot back to his people Lil D came up around it early his uncles were tied in with the 69 mob but the real plug into that life came through a bay area legend Felix the cat Mitchell streets used to say Felix was his uncle but really it was more of a close fam type thing Felix had a kid with Lil D's aunt so that bond was real but it wasn't just blood it was game being passed down Felix took a liking to Lil D and pulled him under his wing lacing him up on how to really move out here at the time Felix was the biggest heroin kingpin out here Lil D said in an interview he had his whole operation locked down in Oakland and I was around that just by being at my grandma's. See this is what people don't understand about these cats. They wasn't born criminal. They was born into circumstances that made criminality look like the only option. Lil D watched Felix move. Watched how he commanded respect. Watched how the money moved through the city like blood through veins. And he saw a blueprint. By the time he was pushing his own operation the game had shifted. Heroin was old news. Crack was the new king and Lil D was coronated young. His crew controlled the East Bay. From Oakland to Richmond to Berkeley to Vallejo. That young dude had tentacles everywhere. And with that power came the responsibility to his people. He wasn't just stacking paper for himself. He was feeding the block. Taking care of families. Building up his community in ways the government never would. But power like that don't go unnoticed. Not when you black. Not when you young. Not when you moving like you own the streets. The feds had Lil D in their scope for months. Wiretaps on his phone. Snitches in his camp. Informants turning because the promises were too sweet or the heat was too hot. And when they finally moved it was surgical. They wanted to send a message. They wanted every young black kingpin from the Bay to LA to understand that your empire don't matter. Your respect don't matter. Your money ain't nothing. Because we the government we decide who eats and who starves. They convicted Lil D and sent him away for 35 years. A whole generation of his life just gone. And for what? For trying to feed his family in a system that don't feed black families? For becoming successful in the only economy he had access to? For being young black and powerful in America? That's the contradiction they never want to talk about. You can't build an empire in the streets and expect the system to celebrate it. But you also can't build one in corporate America if you don't have the starting line they do. So what choice did cats like Lil D really have? What choice do they really got? The legacy of Lil D and cats like him ain't just about the money or the murder or the mayhem. It's about survival. It's about a young black man who rose from nothing and built something real. Something that meant something to his people. He may have done his time in a cage but his spirit never got locked up. His story still echo through the streets of Oakland and beyond. And that's what they can never take away. That's what makes him legendary. So here's to Lil D. Here's to Dan Hands. Here's to every kingpin and corner boy and hustler who tried to make it in a game designed for them to lose. Y'all paved the way. Y'all showed us what grit looks like. Y'all taught us that sometimes being a legend ain't about living forever. It's about living in a way that changed everything around you. And that's immortal. That's real. Evil Streets out.