On D12 almost getting k!lled
Ok I'll give a quick #D12TourStory BC I don't feel like typing all this sh*t
This is comedy, no drama. Anger Management Tour. Em had been going on with his "right hook speech" for like a few days straight
The speech consists of him talking about how his right hook is the most beautiful and deadliest thing on earth!. Just talking cash sh*t
Sometimes he's even stood on chairs to deliver the speech. Smh lol anyway this was getting tiresome and we began plotting.
During thus time Marshall was extra sensitive about the N-Sync and boy band thing. He hated being compared to that kind of product
He saw himself as an mc and NOT a person to be compared to boy bands bc of his appeal to the masses. So we knew that's a weak point
We decided to fu*k with him. First thing we did was hit the store when we got to the hotel and grab a teen magazine
We find a magazine with N-Sync and we take it back to the hotel and began our plan. First we inform Em that N-Sync is in the same hotel
Then we start the mission. Someone writes a note that to Em that says "if ur looking for a f!ght, come to room 234"
Then we attach the pic of an N-Sync member to the note. We began talking shot to Em and even the tour manager is in on this sh*t
We put the pic of the one with the dreads tied up at the top of jos head or whatever he called those things. The pic looked SO soft though
Which made Em even MORE livid! now we began the taunting! "he's right downstairs dog! What,u shook!?" then it's the voices of reason...
"Em it's not worth it. Ur bigger than that!" now he's torn but getting more hype. Finally he says "fu*k it! Im going down there!"
it's taking the whole tour staff and all of D12's will to NOT burst into laughter while we walk to the room for the "f!ght"
Em gets to the door and knocks like a mad man. "boom! boom!" he's kicking the door! We're like "chill man!" but he's furious!
Now we're hoping this doesn't go sideways but it's too late. We're here now. Someone behind the door says "dude! Who's that!?"
Em says "open the fu*kin door bi*ch! Let's fu*kin GO!" then the door flies open! Em charges in an we charge behind him! And then...
Proof jumps from out of nowhere from hiding in the room and tackles Em! Em doesn't realize that Proof has been in the room waiting for him
He doesn't even recognize it until Proof is screaming and laughing while Em has him in the air! "it's me Em!" Em pauses and looks up
Then we all burst out laughing like hell! He was mad as fu*k bc he was in f!ght mode! Then he started laughing after about 10secs!
Just one of the many pranks of #BigProof not as deep as the other 2 stories and I shortened it but it was a memorable one. Thats all
Should I tell a D12 tour story? We've been thu the craziest sh*t. I'll think I'll start with us almost getting merked by the Turkish Mafia
Was between the years of 03-04. Henny fu*ks up memories. Anyway, we were overseas in an undisclosed town in Ireland. The whole group
Minus Em. Heading to an after party to do a walkthrough. NO PERFORMING. BUT, Obie Trice IS. So we pull up to to the spot with Obie and crew
1st thing we notice is that its on a dead end street. And the 2nd thing we notice is 3 white dudes beating the breaks off some black guy
We all do the "daaaam!" like Smokey off Friday. The beat these dude all the way out of eye sight down this dark alley. We head inside
We have to go around back and up a fire escape to get through the back door. While going up the stairs, a black dude comes rolling down!
We separate and watch the fall. About 4white dudes follow. Proof says "looks like its whoop a n*gga night. Get on point" we all stop joking
Walk inside the club and it's jumping. They cheer and all the other stuff and we're seated in the VIP area. Now we're chillin. Shaking hands
Talking sh*t to each other and signing autographs. But there's mics set up. I notice it and just as I'm about to say something about it, BAM
Some n*gga gets cracked over the head with a bottle on the dance floor! Guess the color of the people who did it? Right. 5white dudes....
So they beat this guy bloody on the floor. We do a head count and Proof and @dolosoprano are missing. Where they? On the dance floor...
Proof is stand RIGHT in the middle of the f!ght. @dolosoprano is right next to him. No one touches them. The f!ght or BEATING goes outside.
At this point 45minutes have passed. And we're edgy. The promoter who brought us there is begging for us not to go.Our manager says "we out"
Obie's manager says the same. sh*t is too crazy here. And it seems like its open season on negros that night. So we get up to bounce
My brother Big Sam, @dolosoprano and bizarre's cousin Big Boy lead the way. 3 huge a.ss security guards and Obie's security also.
We get outside and hop in the trucks. The club owner comes out in a leather jacket screaming and hollering in some language.
Now I can't speak Turkish, but I could tell dude wasn't a happy camper. He's arguing with the promoter who's also Turkish. Everyone is edgy
So the promoter comes over and says "u guys suppose to perform" our manager says "no. My guys got paid for a walk through" here we go...
They go back and forth for like 5minutes. So while they argue @mrporter2012 is on the phone. The entire time! Has NO clue what's poppin lol
Our manager tells our driver to pull off. The driver does. And gets blocked off by a black sedan...on a one way street. Aww sh*t.
We tell the driver to ram the n*gga and go! The driver of the sedan jumps out and puts his hand in his coat pocket. Along wit 3 others
Our security is about to square off with theirs. The driver who blocked us off says. "If u guys pull off this man will be k!lled!"
I look up out our winfow onto the roof of the buildings surrounding us and holler at "LOOK!" like in slow motion. The buildings have guns
Well, it's people with from what I can see, with M-16s or AK-47s pointing down! @mcvayd12 is looking shook as as usual...lol ok jk. Anyway
They have all these guns pointed down at us. Our driver takes the keys out and throws them on the ground outside the car. I'm like "fu*k!"
Our security is outside the cars. They say "leave! We'll start a brawl so y'all can get out of here!" club owner is yelling. Managers too
COMPLETE chaos! At any moment I'm expecting shots to go off. thru all this @mrporter2012 is STILL on the PHONE. Our manager runs up to us
He leans in our window and says "we better perform our we ain't leaving here" we all are talking and coming up with a plan now. Arguing!
Thru all the arguing @mrporter2012 puts his phone to his chest. Oblivious to EVERYTHING! says "aye! Wtf is going on!? He's Irritated as fu*k
We look at him crazy and put him up to speed as best and as fast as possible. We point to the n*ggas on the roof. He looks at us MAD
Now @mrporter2012 is always down for a scrap. And he doesn't really take any bullsh*t. And he has a defiant look in his eyes...he pauses
He shrugs like its nothing and says calmly..."alright cool....where are the mics at?" now at that time it wasn't funny. But looking back...
All Runyon Ave sh*t is out the window! Lol then the club owner comes over and says its been a mix up and the promoter is responsible
He apologizes and says we can go. BUT the promoter must stay. Dam....*sigh* ....oh fu*kin well! We out! The promoter gave us this look...
Like all the color in his face left him. He looked like the leader of the gang who shot Cyrus on the movie The Warriors at the end.
Surrounded like a muthafu*ka. They moved out our way and we sped the fu*k off! You could hear him calling out for our manager. Smh poor guy
We get back to the hotel and Obie gets out behind is and says. "dam, I was supposed to perform" we said "n*gga u almost got us k!lled!
We screamed on oursnager for about 20mins and I said I'm going to my room to pray myself to sleep. One of those long ones
Thats all I have to say about that *Forrest Gump voice* ask any other group member and @dolosoprano true story.
He tweeted another one in between these 2 of them flying during 9/11 and how they were tailed by f!ghter jets telling them to land or get shot down, but this thread is long and fools here don't like to read. SMH. Read it on his page, it's crazy.