A generational gang family in Chicago:
A generational gang family in Chicago:
Once known to his Latin King colleagues as “Shadow,” Alex shared a story similar to many gang members in Chicago, drugs, thuggery, and incarceration. Alex was a friend of Edgar Orsini whose searching letter is prominently published under the headings of this blog. Together, they witnessed every dark place the gang lifestyle has to offer. Then, after a falling out, they split. Several years later, however, Alex committed his life to Christ and everything changed. Now he’s going back out to find those he left behind. See his story at:
Also, visit his ministry website (http://dangerouspotentialministries.wordpress.com) for more about the change that Alex has experienced in his life.
This from LILCASHMONEY
REALITY AINT ALWAYZ WUT U SEEIN N PERCIEVIN,
DATZ DA REASON I QUIT BANGIN N SLANGIN D’Z, N STARTED FOLLOWIN JESUS,
I HAD PPL N $$$ LIKE U, BUT EVERY SECOND MORE KEPT CHANGIN N LEAVIN,
JUZ LIKE DA SEASONZ,
IF U DONT FOLLOW N PUT GOD 1ST, U’LL B DECEIVED QUICK,
NE OTHER PATH IZ MISLEADING N IMPOSSIBLE 2 SUCCEED IN,
DERZ A REASON A NIGGA WHO NEVER READ, HAS A BIBLE N KEEPZ ON READIN,
N DATZ DA TRUTH, IF U DONT BELIEVE ME, READ IT N U’LL BELIEVE IT,
I WENT FROM BEIN A LOST DEMON WHO WUZ HUNGRY 4 $$$ N FIEININ, 2 LEADIN N PREACHIN,
N LEAVIN NIGGAZ SPEACHLESS WHEN IM FINISHED SPEAKIN,
DATZ Y U SHUD TAKE NOTEZ WHEN IM TEACHIN,
IM DA STRONGEST, GOD IZ DA ONLY 1 IM LEANIN ON N NEEDIN,
U GOT YA GANG, FRIENDZ, FAM, U DA WEAKEST,
I GOT MY WISDOM FROM EXPERIENCE, NO1 CAN TEACH IT,
U MITE NOT NEED ME, BUT U MOS DEF NEED IT,
IM HUMBLE, NOT COCKY OR CONCEIDED,
OPEN UP YA EYEZ 2 DA TRUTH, N STOP SLEEPIN, N SEEK JESUS,
IF U CAN DREAM IT, OR C IT, U CAN B IT,
U JUZ GUTTA STAY FOCUSED N KEEP REACHIN,
IF U PUT GOD 1ST, HE GONE MAKE SURE U KEEP EATIN,
SO STOP SINNIN, BEIN BROKE IZ A TEST OF YA FAITH, CUZ HE NEVER STOP FEEDIN,
WITHOUT GOD I WUZ LIKE U, INTERNALLY BLEEDIN N NOT WANTIN 2 KEEP BREATHIN,
SHOULD I KEEP PROCEEDIN? OR HAS DA SPACE EXCEEDED?
I KNO I GOT A LOT MORE ISH 2 SAY WITH MEANING….
I KNO U ALIVE, N THINK U KNO HOW 2 SURVIVE N LIVE LIFE,
BUT U FEEDIN YA SELF LIEZ, INSIDE U FEEL LIKE U WANNA DIE,
DONT GET WEAK N CRY, INSTEAD FOLLOW GOD N RISE,
DA TRUTH IZ U BARELY GETTIN BY, N ALL DATZ GETTIN U BY IZ WHEN U GETTIN HIGH N COMMITTIN CRIME,
PUT DOWN DA BANGER N KNIFE, N DA DRUGZ N DA PIPE,
N SEEK A NEW LIFE N NEW LIGHT KALLD JESUS CHRIST,
HIS LIGHT WILL SHINE BRIGHTER DEN NE LIGHT, NE TIME, DAY OR NITE,
HE NEVER GONE LEAVE U OR LIE, N HE ALWAYZ GONE B BY YA SIDE
TAKE ADVICE FROM A NIGGA WHO FAILED MANY TIMEZ, BUT NOW IZ WISE,
EVERY1 U DEPEND ON N TRUST WILL DISAPPEAR N IZ IN DISGUISE,
IF U THINK IM LIEN, WHEN IT HAPPENZ, DONT B SURPRISED,
ALL IM ASKIN U 2 DO IZ GIVE GOD A TRY,
DONT WAIT TIL EVERY1 U KNO IZ LOCKD UP OR IN DA SKY,
Y LEARN FROM YA OWN MISTAKEZ WHEN U CAN LEARN FROM MINE?…REAL TALK!!!!
You a banger? This is a story about another banger that made it. This is about Victor Rios, but it could be you. God has a plan for you too. Just let him have his way in your life. Read more about Victor at:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KvQzDzBIGR4 (in Spanish)
This is a very cool story about how one female G literally saw the light when she tried to commit suicide. It’s yet another example of how God still intervenes in the lives of people today. This young woman is now in school preparing for the rest of her life and working to help other Gs get out of the gang life and find a more meaningful life. Read it. I think you’ll be amazed! And don’t forget, God has a dream for you too! Ask Him about it.
Some of you may be wondering the same thing, How do I get out of a gang? If you didn’t know who to ask or were to scared to ask, here is an answer that might help. Find it at:
Check out this story by a former associate of the Mexican Mafia.
I’ve talked to a lot of guys who say that can’t change, can’t quit drugs, can’t quit the gang, can’t get a job, and can’t change the many ills existing around them. They say that they don’t have the power to do it. They’ve tried and just can’t do it. Well, they’re partially right. They can’t do those things own their own because they don’t have the power. They’re trying to change things all right, but that’s the problem. THEY’RE trying to change things and they are right, none of them have the power to do that on their own. Well, you might ask, if we don’t have the power, why even try. And better yet, who does have the power? Where does power to change come from? Does it even exist? So, I’ll tell you, straight up that the Bible tells us where that power can be found. In Romans 8:11 the Apostle Paul assures us that, as Christians, we should understand that the same spirit that raised Jesus from the dead is in you once you give your life to Christ. So, visualize, if you can, being in that cold dark empty tomb when, all of a sudden, the darkness is emblazoned with a light and energy that injects life back into the body of Jesus and brings him back to life, not just as some weakened version of a man he had swooned and crawled haltingly out of the tomb, but of a powerful conquering individual who strode from the tomb as if to lay claim to his patrimony, a saviour whose appearance was so commanding that he convinced the disciples and all who saw him, that he was, indeed, risen in power and the conqueror of death. It was so convincing that they themselves became bold witnesses of the resurrection and all but one (John) went on to be killed for what they saw in the resurrected Jesus. That astounding turn of events was accomplished by the Spirit of God. That Spirit is the source of all power in the universe and the Spirit that God says will “give life” to our own mortal bodies. That same Spirit is in you if you are a believer and that same Spirit is more than able to help YOU overcome any needs, addictions, or problems you may face. Can anyone out there testify to this?
Waddup my names G im from queens in new York city. I peeped ya website nd I could relate to a bunch of shit on there. I been gangbangin since I was 14 years old…I’m 21 now.
My situations a Lil complicated tho. I joined la familia nation when I was 14 nd I banged everyday basically, mostly on Latin kings…..in my hood they brainwash you into thinkin they ya enemy nd I fell for it. I was willing to do anything for my gang. Then one day the big homie sent out a T.O.S (terminate on site) on me over some byullshit gang politics. You would think at this point I walked away from gang life, I walked away from one gang and joined another one, a big no no in my hood. So since about 2 years ago and ive had a price on my head ever since…me nd my moms had to move out our big apartment to some bullshit basement just to stay alive. Everytime I walk out my front door I gotta look over my shoulder nd pray I don’t catch a bullet. I got stabbed up pretty bad like 4 months ago by some Latin king niggas out in Brooklyn. I was laid up in the ICU for 2 weeks wit a whole bunch of tubes in me. That made me take a good look at what my life has become nd after I got out the hospital I decided to walk away from all this bullshit.
I don’t chill wit any of my boys no more they all brainwashed by the gang. I basically chill wit my family most of the time. I been goin to church alot too. This is the hardest thing I ever had to do in my life, but ima try my hardest to walk away from that gang life. I know my beef and all my enemies won’t just disappear but I think my faith in god gonna keep me alive nd breathing. Thanks for listenin
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I came from a very close knit family.I am an only child,so it was always just me, my mom and my dad.My father was an alcoholic or another term a functioning drunk.I grew up in a neighborhood that was low class and was known as gang territory.My grandparents were Pachuco’s, so I grew up knowing about the life.My father was mexican and my mother is white.
In school I gained alot of popularity because I had blond hair and blue eyes,but I’m Latin and speak spanish.I started “just hanging” around gang members when I was 8 years old.I quickly started feeling like a little family,which I was not feeling at home,so that felt real good.By the age of 10 I went to my first party with gang members.I liked how much fun I was having hanging out with my new “family” and in the mean while telling my parents I was with friends from school.
Boy was I WRONG!At the age of 12 I did my first drive by.Here I am as scared as can be in a car full of gang members (like me)going to do a drive by.That same year I had 5 homeboys die.Thats when my grades in school started going down.My mom would ask what was going on with me.I kept explaining nothing.I was an undercover gang member to my parents.I blinded them with this good girlie act.My mom would say that I was dressing and looking like a “chola.”I kept reassuring her that I was just dressing like one,cause I like the style.My parents didn’t want to admit that there little girl could be in a gang.
When I was 14 years old I was stabbed in the leg by a rival gang.So I thought thats all right because I “took one” for my neighborhood…(yeah right!)I used to kick back in my neighborhood drinking 40′s of beer and smoking weed.Thought that was the life.All my friends were getting pregnant and having kids at 11,12,13 etc…By the time I was 18 years old I had 7 miscarriages.I can’t tell you how many time I heard the words “Oh baby I love you,Its me and you forever.” I swear I thought every guy I was with was the one and it was going to last forever.I learned real quick Guys will tell you ANYTHING to get what they want.I had my closest homegirls sleep with my man behind my back.(Good friends huh?)
By the time I was 18 I had lost 46 friends to gang violence.Thats one hell of alot of funerals to go to and alot of innocent families to look into there eyes and say sorry,when down deep inside they are cussing you out because they feel that you are just some gang member that helped him get in that casket.As the the casket is lowered in the ground all your homies are talking about revenge.When I was 19 I was cruising with my homies.There was six of us in the car.Four guys and two girls.I was sitting in the front in between two guys.We were at a stop light.A rival gang drove up on us and shot at us.The guy that was driving was hit in the head and the bullet came out the other side of his head and ricocheted of my head.His brains were splattered all over me.Knowing that one of my closest friends had just died and I had his brains on me I was rushed to the hospital.Thank GOD I was alright.That was another funeral and another loss.
After that I was shot at about a dozen times more.Then when I was 20 I was arrested for homicide.I had no idea what the police were talking about.I sat in a cell thinking after all these years of doing bad that I was getting busted for something I really had no idea about.By the Grace of God,they found out that they had the wrong person.I was never so scared in my life.I thought being stabbed and shot that was bad.I even thought having all these tatoo’s all over my body was bad or the fact that I could have died,but going to jail for something I didn’t do for the rest of my life.So I prayed and prayed.The Lord heard my prayers.After that I thought I owe this to God that I am alive.I owe it to myself and my loved ones to stay alive.
At 21 I decided that I had enough.So one night I was kicking back in my neighborhood.There was about 50 of us that night.I told them I wanted out.I said if you want to jump me out then thats fine,but I want out.I went and talk to one of the Veteranos (older homeboys).They said “You did yours for the neighborhood and you can just walk out with respect because we have repsect for you.”As I was getting ready to leave and saying bye to everyone,knowing that I was still going to see everyone here and there just not kick it anymore.The police rolled up and I thought “I guess one last time.”So there I was on the floor, on my knees, hands behind my head and an officer behind me with a 12 gauge shot gun to the back of my head.After checking everything out they were letting us all go.
These cops who ran the gang unit knew be by name.That night I told them that I was out of the scene.They congratulated and even gave me hugs.Then asked if I needed a ride home.That was the first time I was in a police car without hand cuffs on.My father died that year.I have since became close with my mother and told her all about my undercover life that her and my father only feared but didn’t know about.I think of all the sleepless nights I kept my mother awake wondering if I was dead or alive.I think of all the years I probably took off my mothers life stressing over me.I think HOW could I have done this to her.My mother,my real family.
I saw alot of friends die for my neighborhood,but what does a neighborhood do for you?
You claim a street or hood that you will NEVER own.You pay rent for a neighborhood that will NEVER be yours.I think now about all the funerals where everyone said they would die for there homie,but you know I never seen anyone jump on the casket and go in the ditch with them.When you take a life or have one taken from you,it affects more then just you.There are people that love and will miss and grieve too.Its affects EVERYONE around you.What people don’t understand is that once a life is gone…thats it! NO second chance! Life is only one time.
If you are a gang member PLEASE take it from me there is a REAL life out there.You just have to be strong enough to take a chance and walk away before it is too late.Life is too short anyways…then to let be even shortened by doing time in prison or being dead.If you live a real Gangsters life that is the only two ways out, prison or death.There are so many other things out there in life for you.
If you don’t care enough about yourselves to get out STOP being SELFISH and think about all the loved ones you will leave behind.How will they handle life without a husband, wife, brother, sister, daughter, son, mother, father. Pictures, memories and a cemetary is all they will have left. PLEASE think about it!!!
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“So you wanna be a hardcore gang banger…ok let me tell you bout this ive been a 5 year gangster startin at the age of 13 and let me tell you i hate it. i hate it with a passion more than them damn fuckaz who killed my baby brotha.. gangstaz cant live long only the lucky ones survive the ones who know the ways of the streets but if you aint got the skills you gonna get killed trust me this life ain’t all up to that glory you gotta get hurt, emotionally and physically to be a G to be respected shit if that’s the only way to get respect fuck respect sure i got mine thats from 5 years of pain that i cant even describe life aint eva gonna be the same for me shit if you dont believe me go head join a gang see how much “FUN” it is this shit aint fun get back to reality whats this rep gonna do for u if u dead?… Snoopy
This note and more can be found at:
“WUSSUP,THIS IS TEARDR0PzZ.AND I W0ULD LIKE 2 SAY A LIL SUMTHIN B0UT ALL THIS GANG STUFF,AIIGHT 2 ALL THE Y0UNGSTERS WH0 READ THIS,D0NT GET INT0 A GANG T0 THINK THAT Y0U WILL FIT IN 0R ITS C00L 0R WUTEVER.LIVEIN THE LIFE I LIVE N SHIT IM N0T G0ING T0 LIE T0 Y0U GUYS ARIIGHT IMMA KEEP IT REAL!ITzZ ALL CRAzZY AND FUN!BUT!!ITzZ DANGER0US AND I W0ULD NEVER REC0MEND S0ME0NE T0 GET INT0 THE GANG LIFE.I SIT N THINK S0METIMES LIKE “WTF AM I D0ING!”.Y0U WILL L0zZE L0VED 0NEzZ..TRUST ME….I’V BEEN THERE AND IT AINT C00!I THINK ALL THE Y0UNGSTERS SH0ULD GET THEIR EDUCATI0N AND D0 G00D..BECAUSE 0NCE Y0U ARE KN0WN AS A GANG GANGER THERE AINT N0 RURNING BACK!Y0U WILL ALWAYzZ BE KN0WN AS A GNG BANGER AND I D0NT THINK ENY 0F Y0U WANT THAT..ITS T00 LATE F0R ME 2 TURN BACK N THERES DAYzZ I STRAIGHT UP REGRET EVERYTHING….S0 JUST STAY AWAY FR0M THE GANG LIFE AND JUST GET AN EDUCATI0N N D0 WUT U G0TTA D0!”
This very poignant note about living the gang lifestyle (and a whole lot more) can be found at:
See what Nicky Cruz has to say about David Wilkerson, the man who led him out of the Mau Mau street gang in NYC.
Gang Outreach Education Strategies and Training.
Joseph “Pepe” Montenegro
Pepe came from a life of adolescent drug use, gang membership and eventually dropped out of high school. When a terrible turn of events took place he entered a drug rehabilitation program and after 9 months graduated from the program. While in the program he heard the message of hope in Jesus Christ. Upon accepting Christ, he left the gang and drug lifestyle and dropped back in to high school. He graduated from high school and went on to earn his Masters Degree in Clinical Psychology from Vanguard University of Southern California. He is an at-risk youth counselor, parent educator and mentor program coordinator for the Newport-Mesa Unified School District as well as a volunteer for both the Orange County Juvenile Hall and the California Youth Authority in Chino. Find more at:
An interesting site where prisoners answer questions posed by individuals both in and out of gangs. Read the questions and answers at: