
Google these 3 keywords: "Cartier, Detroit, Murder" and you will get approx. 90,000 results on related articles.
In Detroit, MI, the city and state in which our youth embrace descriptions such as "the murder capitol" and "tha murda mitten", one of the easiest ways to be poor, but not look it, is to sport a pair of Cartier frames. How you purchase these thousand dollar designer frames is of no importance to those who see you. Rather you stole them, borrowed them from your cousin,
have a pair of fakes, and just knocked off a D.O.C., you will undoubtedly get more attention when you are wearing them.
Fakes. Well just go to Ebay and type in "Cartier, wood" and you'll see what the counterfeit black market has to offer. In a land of "show me what you got", fakes have taken over. They give a since of high-class fashion to broke ass people. Ass backwards? Tell me about it. Feel free to enter one of Detroit's mini-malls, where Family Dollar's, Chinese Food restaurant, and the Beauty Supply stores flourish....and you'll bound to hear one of the 3 marketing strategies:
1. "cd's and movies. I got that new American Gangster"
2. "a yo cuz, you smoke? I got that ooooh weeee"
3. "I them yays man, $50, brand new".
Oh wait, throw in someone selling knockoff Air Force 1's and Jordans and now you know you're REALLY in the hood. I'm getting WAY off topic here......


My story fails in comparison to Lenell Caffey, who was killed outside of a Southfield party store in 2002 for not handing over his Cartier glasses. In September of 2007, two men were approached by 5 dudes in Hamtramck for their Cartier glasses. One of the 2 victims was armed and returned fire at the suspects. They lived....and kept their glasses, but one of the two was shot in his thigh. Even a mailman and an undercover police officer where the victims or potential robberies for their Cartier glasses, in braud daylight.
At some point, people have to ask themselves what do they value more, their lives or these glasses? I value my life, but I will never allow thieves to dictate what I'm willing to wear. I work hard, I play hard, and I pray harder....so if you want to risk your life to steal from me, so be it. If I die in a gun battle over my belongings, so be it. My only concern at that point is rather I'm in Heaven or not, not what I died for, or how I died.
"all through the hood I'm hearing people say, that I'ma get robbed tonight/
if they make me shit give my shit up, I'ma have to get hit up ok....cause I'm down to die for mine" - Stack Bundles
1 comment:
Thats a damn shame, this city we live in is.... I just dont know what to say. How u been Renard?
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