How Glenn Robinson let Stephen A. know REAL quick where he wasfrom! “The G”

John Burton, the Chairman of the California Democratic Party, once said, “States can be deterred by the fear of retaliation; non-state organizations cannot be deterred at all.” Roberto Assagioli, the Italian psychiatrist, gave it to us like this, “Without forgiveness life is governed by… an endless cycle of resentment and retaliation.” Then Albert Camus, the French philosopher, knocked over a boy’z drink and stared at him like what, when he spit, “Retaliation is related to nature and instinct, not to law. Law, by definition, cannot obey the same rules as nature.” 

Well playas…I told you boyz a couple of days ago that Stephen A. Smith pulled a coward move when he came at my homeboy, Glenn Robinson, sideways. Not only did I tell you that but I told you that The Big Dog was from G.I., home of the original gangsta where retaliation is related to nature and instinct, not to law. So you already knew that Glenn wasn’t goin’ to let that fool slide on by with that foolishness. On Monday night in a interview with TMZ Glenn cut straight to the chase and told Stephen A. that he doesn’t have to despise him for 12 more years. “Let’s get in the cage my brother!” Ole boy wants to get it in MMA style and settle it once and for all. 

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Stephen A. is goin’ to get enough of talkin’ reckless at boyz out here bruh. It’s our job to give boyz our opinions. However, when you start usin’ the words “I despise a boy” then you just made it personal and real cats know the difference. And you aren’t about to loud talk a boy and get away with it. What Stephen A. has to understand is that these are grown “A” men he’s talkin’ reckless to and everybody didn’t grow up in the suburbs. 

So when I saw him jump out of the birthday cake at my homeboy and yes, I’m from G.I. too! I knew that he’d stepped on the lion’s tail, kicked the cat, poked the sleepin’ bear and more seriously false flagged at a boy goin’ into Big Momma’s house. Glenn and I grew up 4 blocks from one another! Same hood, same territory, same high school (2-5 for Life), same heart. I’m 6 years older than he his but the rules and instincts we both had to live by were the same. 

Y’all call him The Big Dog but we call him G. Rob! And I don’t know how they do it in Hollis Queens but you can’t talk reckless to a boy in the G and not have that dun or everybody affiliated with that dun knockin’ on your door, your momma’s door and your uncle’s door lookin’ for you. See you can act a fool in Queens and then hide in Brooklyn or clown in Harlem and hide out at your nephew’s on Long Island and never had to see a boy again. Well in the G it doesn’t work like that playa. Why? Because ain’t nowhere to hide. It’s less than 100K people there and everybody knows everybody or at the very least they know somebody that knows where you live or where yo momma lives. 

So when you pop off with some foolishness you better be ready to deal with that dun because he’s comin’ or somebody that looks like him is comin’. 

Glenn ain’t Kevin Durant or some of these young boyz in the league right now. Sure, he’s all grown up now and mature enough not to just jaw a boy. Why? Because you can go to jail for that and lose millions for hittin’ a dun that got reckless at the mouth. That’s why he said let’s get in the cage. Don’t get it twisted pimpin’, he’s dead serious but he’s not goin’ to jail for beatin’ the brakes off of a cat that got too comfortable on the mic.

Like I said in the crazy Hot Joint entitled “Coward” on Sunday, Stephen A. wasn’t poppin’ off like that when ole boy was still playin’. Why? Because he would have beaten the brakes off of him 20 years ago and it would have been over then. Accordin’ to G. Rob ole boy doesn’t like him because he wrote something crazy about him and the next time he saw him in the locker room before a game in Denver Stephen A. tried to speak to him and Glenn got into his face. That’s the REAL reason bruh. Don’t let Stephen A. tell you that foolishness. His pride is still hurt and he thought that he could be reckless because he hasn’t seen ole boy in 12 years. 

Here’s the problem bruh. It’s 2016 and the internet and social media is a alive and well. You can’t whisper nothin’ crazy about a boy and get away with it. Now he’s run into a REAL cat from G.I. and thought that it wasn’t what it was. Now I’m not justifying a boy fightin’ in any way. I’m just tellin’ you that sometimes instincts come up to the surface when you’re out here stickin’ your hand in the hornet’s nest or shakin’ the bed when a boy is sleep.  

Now Mr. Big Mouth, you’ve got two options! You can either climb off in the cage and take that beat down or shut up! Either way you’re gonna look like a sucka when it’s over. Just do your job and give your opinion of the players actions and leave the personal beefs at the door and let the gangstas be gangstas. Stop me when I start lyin’! 

Playas Thesaurus: 

1) Spit: verb – to say

2) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific. 

3)  G.I.: noun – Gary, Indiana

4) False Flaggin’: verb – to throw up gang signs when you’re not affiliated. To act like a gangsta when you’re not which is extremely dangerous to do in gang territory.