The man responded.
"Nah, you standing here watching the fucking dice game like you scared
to play or something!"
Junya responded with a higher tone of voice.
The man in the dice game that pulled out the back to back $100 dollar bills
looked up at Junya and the other man in what seemed to be the onset of an
argument. The man got off the floor and walked up to Junya.
"The fuck is up cuz...you scheming on my scrilla?"
The man said with a
smirk on his face. The man had a mouth full of gold teeth.
"That ain.t me, that.s this dude. I.m saying..."
Junya felt himself getting
loud. He stepped a couple of steps back and came to the realization that he was
around a bunch of men hanging around in the restroom. He figured that if there
was no better time to say some of his rhymes now, he might as well had left and
given up any chance of ever becoming a performing artist.
Junya, as if in a locker room before a playoff game, started to talk loud.
"This nigga all up in your stash, like he thinking about ass betting or some
bullshit! Nigga Timbs is leaning like the Tower of Pisa, and he wanna roll dice!"
If I was you cousin, I would see to it that you watch this nigga...he looking at
you all funny and shit!"
Junya then looked at the man that was standing in front of him in the line.
"Yo holms, there is too many bitches in this party for you to be all on
some nigga like that, for real! What the fuck is your problem?"
"Yo, I...I wasn.t trying to start no beef yo, I.m waiting for the bathroom."
The man said with a tremble in his voice.
"The line way the fuck over here mother fucker! You blind or some dumb
shit nigga?"
A man yelled from across the bathroom where the stalls were.
"Oh, my bad..."
The man leaned up off of the wall and went into a stall.
"Yo cuz, I knew that funny bamma mother fucker scheming on my
scratch. He been standing there for like ten minutes...good work calling that
funny style playa out!"
The man with the gold teeth said to Junya.
"Nah, I thought you was gonna approach me on some shit, and I had to
let these niggas know what was good, seen!"
Junya said with confidence.
"My name Junya, from Connecticut. You at the VIP party down the hall?"
"Yea cuz, my fam up here from the Dirty Dirty ya heard!"
The man with
the gold teeth exclaimed loud. The man made a hand signal and placed it high
up in the air above the heads of all the people in the bathroom.
A man playing dice stopped the dice game and yelled out to the man with the gold teeth.
"Ha yo bloody main, get up back in this ere game so I can snatch yo
scratch playa!"
"Hey! Hey! Hold the fuck up in herre! I got the bank nigga! Roll when I
say so!"
The man with the gold teeth yelled. He reached in his pocket and
pulled out a wadd of cash, then peeled off 6 $100 dollar bills. He then put the
rest of the money back in his pocket and grabbed Junya by the shoulder.
"You play cee-lo Jun?"
The man with the gold teeth said.
"Well, yea, but I ain.t here to play no dice..."