The Art of War

I learned the art of war in destreet. I's not somebody sitting in a cottage who could shoot in the back of the head. They knew you were looking for them, and they were looking for you. So this is what was going on at the same time. That's the war i was at. This is what i learned about mafi wars. Were a pack of wolves. They wanted to kill us. We wanted to kill them. You ask me about money, there was no money conversations. You weren't allowed to make money. Your job was to kill or be killed,. To win the war or lose the war, and, more than likely die. Money didn't