Speed/Meth Lore add, share, spread
Of all the seperate realities , legal landscapes, and metabolic metropoli that thrive beneath the surface of the Cleaver's USA, no subculture seems as pervasive or uniform as the nationwide-eyed, high dosage methamphetamine club.
This group is a tribute to the idea that some things stay the same accross time or space....the members come and go, some leave quietly, some go snitch, croak, or disappear, some hang in there after their lights have gone out, and quite a few are dragged off at 6:00 AM Friday morning by blue windbreakers with yellow writing, often stuffed with fellow club members workin' the swine side.
Getting in too deep is what we DO, it's who we are.
But despite all this, there are a few of us who have managed to hang around the periphery for decades, avoiding the felonies, gunshots, big ripoffs, and crip- pling motorcycle accidents. Other than luck, the key to staying alive is knowing when to take a step back, on your own, and avoid the biggest bearTrap in the speedCircus: taking yourself too seriously....
Truly not giving a fuck is the only way to maintain perspective. In other words, there are worse things that can happen, than having to lay down and go to sleep for a week...no drug or state of mind is worth dying for, killing for, or doing hard time for....if you think that YOU are the one who is going to retire with a cool million from the Methamphetamine manufacture and distrubution Jamboree, it's time to get some sleep.
But the American Speedfreak is not a lost soul. We know how to have fun between the first ether gasp and locking ourselves in the closet. A twisted wisdom creeps into those of us who manage to survive, a sort of collective unconsciousness, an unspoken Crankster ideology:
Never piss off a motorcycle gang, (unless yours is bigger/meaner)
Coke freaks are to be treated like lepers.
Do not gas around your scooter or your tools, they'll rust.
Never front more than you can afford to lose: beating the shit out
of everyone who doesn't pay up is a waste of time, attracts attention, and nobody really gives a fuck how BAD you are anyway, except cops. Always label the distilled water jug after adding lye. If you want to tweak through someone's shit, just ask....and don't steal,they'll probably give it to you anyway Ether fumes are heavier than air...if your feet suddenly feel warm, check to see if they're on fire. 'You meet the very same people on the way up, as on the way back down'-Lowell George....try not to be too offensive. Duct tape will not contain hot acids or their vapors. Never take your eyes off someone with whom you trade dope for merchandise. Never use copper fittings Never do green crank (see above) SEX takes at least six hours, and is always best when the drugs are shared, this is not the time to get stingy. Just 'cause YOU can't smell it, doesn't mean it don't stink.
IT'S TIME TO GO TO SLEEP WHEN... you're out of crank your face is bouncing off the table your veins have completly disappeared beneath pastey goose flesh your shoes don't fit anymore 24 simultaneous projects have stalled for lack of floor space suddenly everyone is a cop you've just set yourself on fire, AGAIN
..YOU'RE NODDING OUT....
into glassware
15 minutes after shooting a 1/4g
at stoplights
in mid-sentence
in mid-shot
in mid-fuck
on your scooter
cont.
Part II: DISORGANIZED CRIME AND RACKETOONING:Guidelines and rules of engagement
-All cops lie
-The only rhythm a snitch ever gets is bent over a laundry cart in
the joint, see above. -Never cook and deal at the same time. -Deny everything, especially when caught red-handed, cops do NOT respect an idiot anyway, don't be conned by the 'go easy on you if you confess' crap, pleading guilty is something you do in court, with a lawyer, for a deal in writing, not at a station house, see first rule. -Always keep your registration current and pay your parking tickets, more folks go down from behind the wheel than anywhere else. -Never carry more drugs on a scooter than you can eat, see above. -Always let mail order stuff cool down at a distance, and of course, never sign your real name to anything asociated with manufacture
*Speedlore Addendums and continuation Baynes and El Nariz 11/11/2014
LAY IT DOWN When you lay it down, always hide the shley in soft cloth (socks, Crown Royal bags, etc) LAY IT DOWN
When you are on the tweek and you start to freak LAY THAT SHIT DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When youre burning more than youre smoking LAY IT DOWN
PUT THAT PIPE DOWN
*(ptpd)
The schley doesnt need a babysitter ROLL IT THEN PASS THAT SHIT
let the next man spread the legs ROLL IT THEN PASS THAT SHIT
When rolling with the breaze all rollin comes with ease CALL ME THE BREAZE ALWAYS ROLL WITH EASE
If it aint coming easy LAY IT DOWN
If youre struggling to fly maybe youre too damn high.
If you cant see the shit it aint worth a hit CLEAN 'ER DOWN
Posted Nov 17, 2018, 7:34 PM UTC