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Yo what's good evil streets fam, y'all know the deal we back with another grimy one shout to all my day ones my members and subscribers that be tapping in on the regular yo y'all the whole reason this channel even moving the way it do anybody trying to push they music brand or whatever they got popping hit the email evil streets media at gmail.com we can link something up real talk I see all the cash app love too appreciate every dollar and if you trying to support what we building you know where to find us evil streets tv on cash app every donation go right back into this thing aight yo let's slide into this gangster shit they was calling this kid Kurt McGurt but yo in them early 80s Detroit stamped him with something no shorty should ever carry public enemy number one my guy wasn't even old enough to cop a legal pack of squares and the whole upper brass mayor police chief all them suits decided he was the face of fear a youngin still green painted up like he the block boogeyman but yo hold up how that even compute what it say when grown folks the ones running shit point at a 17 year old kid and claim he the biggest threat in the whole city what that say about them though McGurt was deep in young boys incorporated ybi for short one of the most locked in notorious operations to ever touch down in the D word on the curb they was controlling like 80 percent of the heroin flooding through and they name kept popping up tied to damn near 70 bodies whether that body count was facts or fiction didn't even matter the reputation did all the heavy lifting getting put on with ybi wasn't no walk in situation you had to be vouched for somebody had to stamp they name on you say you was solid that if the block get hot and you catch a case you ain't folding loyalty wasn't optional it was the whole foundation ybi flipped the whole script they made moving work look smooth made catching bodies feel like it came with the territory their operation was airtight young boys in squads moving like machinery one on the lookout one collecting bread another passing off the package they played the streets like chess one flash from a lookout and whole corners would disappear before 12 even tapped the brakes McGurt caught his charge December 13th still just a teenager rumors was flying saying he had somebody threaten the judge said he wrote a letter threatening the mayor but here's where it get twisted he couldn't even read or write back then think about that a whole city shook over a kid who couldn't read a youngin the media painted like a kingpin warlord when he still trying to figure life out in court they brought him through the basement like he El Chapo meanwhile he just sitting there trying to understand why the whole system crashing down on him everything they said he did the crimes the bodies the threats supposedly all that happened in a tight two three year window that's it just a blink but it was enough to make him the poster child for everything wrong with the city a scapegoat in designer kicks in the end he did close to 30 years behind them walls three decades gone just like that one kid one city one busted system Kurt caught two charges same day one attempted one second degree both tied to different incidents both rooted in eastside madness he took the plea but the streets always had a different version than what got stamped in them court files word is one of the names floating around the case was Kendricks a cat Kurt said was already known for ratting years before anything even popped and if Kendricks already had that jacket Kurt asking why even waste the energy he wasn't nobody he said just another name playing tough till pressure made him crack that was the game then and still is cats living fold point fingers just to shave time off they own bid loyalty optional police leaned heavy on a so called deathbed confession some dude supposedly gasping his last breaths naming Kurt while choking up blood but what really went down word is cops whispered the name in his ear told him what to say that name Kurt carried weight by then it echoed in courtrooms jails and street corners a decade deep into his sentence folks still pinning bodies on him that he wasn't even around for if a body dropped someone somewhere swore Kurt had something to do with it the attempted murder the victim caught one in the ass on St Anselm said Kurt chased him down the block like it was a film but Kurt saying that scene never played out like that he never chased nobody never squeezed off the shot police meanwhile held the so called victim at 1300 Beaubien for two years squeezing him to testify they violated his probation just to keep him in a pressure cooker locked him up on the ninth floor where snitches get stashed away like government secrets the ninth floor ain't where you trying to be unless you cooperating it's quiet up there too quiet no real heads want to be separated from gen pop unless they telling and telling is exactly what was expected that year Detroit led the whole nation in homicides 61 murders per 100,000 residents even Gary Indiana known for its own bloodshed was trailing behind other cities wasn't even close throughout it all Kurt's name never stopped circling some of it might've been myth some of it was definitely real but in Detroit's underworld even legends get built off half truths and bad paperwork back in them early 80s Detroit wasn't just dangerous it was detonating between 1980 and 82 the city recorded close to 1800 murders that ain't a crime wave that's a tidal surge of death chaos and street warfare felt like every corner had a ghost every block holding a secret in the middle of that firestorm one name kept slipping through whispers headlines and case files Kurt McGurt thing is Kurt was still just a kid when the city started branding him a menace 13 maybe 14 when he started running with a crew that included Raymond Chuck Wayne Bone man youngins from the same hoods growing up together in the ashes of Detroit's abandoned promises they didn't step into the game for clout they was just trying to make it out it wasn't about trying to be gangsters it was about surviving in a world that already gave up on them before young boys incorporated became a household name they went by something else Martindale maniacs but that was never some organized gang with meetings and handshakes that was just what people started calling them because of how they moved they wasn't about turf wars or graffiti tags they was about clearing space the old dope slingers who been perched on stoops for decades Kurt's crew didn't wait around for they blessing they told them to fall back and they did too many young wolves on one block the veterans couldn't hold it down no more they wasn't reckless despite what the media said they had they code they order but if you disrespected them if you tested the circle they'd make you feel it fast how did they get paid that's what people always wonder was it some corporate setup like hustling had HR nah maybe in the beginning there was some structure a little payout system but that didn't last eventually the block became the bank they spot was the ATM and if you was stamped and certified all you had to do was show up and say what you needed no questions no red tape just bread the city called it criminal the streets called it survival Kurt wasn't trying to be famous but when your name starts bouncing around police briefings courtroom transcripts and barbershop debates you don't get to choose your myth no more they said he was behind murders robberies everything in between but if you added up all the charges folks threw on his name it'd take two lifetimes to commit half of them some of the stories was true most was street fiction didn't matter once the city painted him as public enemy the legend stuck and that's the thing about Detroit in the eighties it didn't take much for a kid to become a monster in the eyes of the system one wrong move one connection one last name and suddenly you the face of the war on crime that was Kurt not some mastermind just a kid caught in the hurricane part survivor part symbol part scapegoat decades later folks still whisper his name in jail pods and eastside bars and courtrooms whether it's truth or myth don't even matter no more the name McGurt became part of Detroit street gospel back in the day when Detroit sky stayed smoky and its corners was money trees the game was thick with rules that never made the papers out on them blocks real bosses didn't just hustle they built systems and part of that blueprint making sure the youngest in the ranks knew they was covered if you was a kid holding weight for a major player you wasn't just a mule you was an investment that meant lawyer money bail money hush money and if needed someone to handle the problem before it made court loyalty paid and snitching cost lives that loyalty is what fueled the fire behind young boys incorporated or at least what it became the group that started out as tight neighborhood clicks turned into a whole movement by the time the police caught up ybi had branched out beyond the D setting up shop in places like Pontiac but it wasn't always clear who was really down the name spread like wildfire some cats was just name dropping to chase fear others had legit stripes then there was Kurt McGurt still a teen when the system tried to paint him as a one man wrecking crew cops said he was a menace politicians called him a monster but the truth fam was way more complicated than them headlines and press conferences Kurt served his time kept his head down did them decades without complaint no interviews no tell-all book deals just a man in a cell processing all the weight that came with being Detroit's favorite villain whether he was guilty or whether he was set up don't even matter now the city already moved on to the next crisis the next public enemy the next kid they could point at and say there's the problem there's what we fighting against that's the real tragedy of the Kurt McGurt story fam it ain't just about one kid or one city it's about a system that needed a monster so bad they created one and then locked him away for 30 years the legacy of Kurt McGurt lives on as a cautionary tale of how power works how narratives get built and how a whole generation of kids in Detroit got sacrificed to a machine that wasn't built to save them it was built to control them and when they couldn't be controlled they got buried by it the name McGurt still echo through them blocks but nowadays young shorties wearing it more like a legend than a warning and that's the saddest part because the real lesson got lost somewhere between the myth and the paper that's real evil streets fam that's the truth behind the legend and if we don't remember it and honor what really happened we doomed to repeat it