I always had trouble with school, was kick out of almost every elementary school in Washington DC. I did make it to Francis Junior High School. Where I would meet Lydia my very mature girlfriend/ woman. Lydia was a ninth grader with two kids of her own each with different daddies. I was in my second year of the seven grade. When the school board made me and offer I couldn’t refuse. But today; I am WOKE.
I Know Who I am. And according to the world, I am a Doctor Of Divinity.
I was asked not to ever return to any public schools in Washington DC, or they would have me prosecute for an assault on the school principal. I didn't do it, I didn't care. I was then 14 years old with no education growing up in the hood with drug dealer’s pimps and arm robbers, those were my career choices, and all of course were bad choices no other option were known to me had NO role models expect out-laws. I had a real problems learning, and retaining most school things it was confusing to me, everything just was jumble together. I never thought about growing up, maybe if it had ever been said to me, Tyrone, you will be a man one day; you will need to be educated to be able to live a productive, descent and most importantly a stress free life.
Lydia mother was raising her two kids, both of us was headed for out of control, my adopted mother she was a good woman who always put her family first, I was becoming a man and to keep from losing me she allowed Lydia to move in with us when I was 15 years old. I went to work at the Metropolitan Club a private exclusive club for the rich and powerful people of the world it is around the corner from the White house, I became a dishwasher there but that did not last very long, you see Lydia wanted me to be her pimp. But I cared about her, so when she said that she wanted to put a chain on her ankle. She wanted go to work as a prostitute. I really thought she was just testing me to see if I care about her, so I said no!
One evening while at work I was told to clean under the dish-washing machine, while doing so I got a burned on the chest, not bad but was not happy about it, this was just days before me and Lydia had a fight about her becoming a hooker and sex she had to have it I just had a hard day at work, so she moved out, the following day, on my way to work, walking by the Kings family home, June bug was the pimp and Cuss was the dope seller. Poppa King was their father and he was all of the above including a gangster; Cee would join the family later on.
June Bug aka Big Bank Frank would call to me as I walk by his house he had seen my girlfriend working the blade the night before, you see, everybody in the hood knew she was my girl, she was so fine with her big eyes and nice body, she was seen working for a pimp name Tom Slick, he was out of Detroit, I had met Tom on my paper route a few years before when he had owned a pool hall. June bug asked me to go on a fishing trip that Saturday which was the next day.
I will never forget that day; it was the first time I would be on a boat fishing hanging out with the king family. Poppa King had a sky blue Fleetwood Cadillac and his boat was the same color.
I didn’t know at the time, that I was being interviewed by June bug. He wanted to see if I was ready to become a pimp in training, I must have impressed him, because June bug asks me if I be interested in going out with him on the track to get at some ho’s. And I might like the money and I could get my girlfriend back. I said yes!
I made what I thought was a safe and smart decision, base on how things was turning out, well to some it up. I became Dynamite the pimp at 14 years old, and for over thirty I would dedicate my life to that lifestyle, and would become known and respected in the streets across the country and out of it as well.
At 16 years of age I was forced to kill a man, who had along with his gang, taken over our home, my adopted mother had to leave her own home with her great grandchildren because it wasn't safe for them in her home anymore. I had no money for a lawyer, I was unable to get self defense; I was forced to plead guilty to murder in second degree. A few years after my release from prison, I was granted a PARDON. I realized if I could make it in there; I could make it anywhere. And fortunately for me, I did learn from that experience. I was not going to spend anymore more of my life lock down in any prison again. I was determined not to become institutionalized I never had a visit there; and I refused to fill out a visiting list to allow anyone to come see me; I just did not want to make this situation something I would adjust to.
I always had trouble with school, was kick out of almost every elementary school in Washington DC. I did make it to Francis Junior High School. Where I would meet Lydia my very mature girlfriend/ woman. Lydia was a ninth grader with two kids of her own each with different daddies. I was in my second year of the seven grade. When the school board made me and offer I couldn’t refuse. But today; I am WOKE.
I Know Who I am. And according to the world, I am a Doctor Of Divinity.
I was asked not to ever return to any public schools in Washington DC, or they would have me prosecute for an assault on the school principal. I didn't do it, I didn't care. I was then 14 years old with no education growing up in the hood with drug dealer’s pimps and arm robbers, those were my career choices, and all of course were bad choices no other option were known to me had NO role models expect out-laws. I had a real problems learning, and retaining most school things it was confusing to me, everything just was jumble together. I never thought about growing up, maybe if it had ever been said to me, Tyrone, you will be a man one day; you will need to be educated to be able to live a productive, descent and most importantly a stress free life.
Lydia mother was raising her two kids, both of us was headed for out of control, my adopted mother she was a good woman who always put her family first, I was becoming a man and to keep from losing me she allowed Lydia to move in with us when I was 15 years old. I went to work at the Metropolitan Club a private exclusive club for the rich and powerful people of the world it is around the corner from the White house, I became a dishwasher there but that did not last very long, you see Lydia wanted me to be her pimp. But I cared about her, so when she said that she wanted to put a chain on her ankle. She wanted go to work as a prostitute. I really thought she was just testing me to see if I care about her, so I said no!
One evening while at work I was told to clean under the dish-washing machine, while doing so I got a burned on the chest, not bad but was not happy about it, this was just days before me and Lydia had a fight about her becoming a hooker and sex she had to have it I just had a hard day at work, so she moved out, the following day, on my way to work, walking by the Kings family home, June bug was the pimp and Cuss was the dope seller. Poppa King was their father and he was all of the above including a gangster; Cee would join the family later on.
June Bug aka Big Bank Frank would call to me as I walk by his house he had seen my girlfriend working the blade the night before, you see, everybody in the hood knew she was my girl, she was so fine with her big eyes and nice body, she was seen working for a pimp name Tom Slick, he was out of Detroit, I had met Tom on my paper route a few years before when he had owned a pool hall. June bug asked me to go on a fishing trip that Saturday which was the next day.
I will never forget that day; it was the first time I would be on a boat fishing hanging out with the king family. Poppa King had a sky blue Fleetwood Cadillac and his boat was the same color.
I didn’t know at the time, that I was being interviewed by June bug. He wanted to see if I was ready to become a pimp in training, I must have impressed him, because June bug asks me if I be interested in going out with him on the track to get at some ho’s. And I might like the money and I could get my girlfriend back. I said yes!
I made what I thought was a safe and smart decision, base on how things was turning out, well to some it up. I became Dynamite the pimp at 14 years old, and for over thirty I would dedicate my life to that lifestyle, and would become known and respected in the streets across the country and out of it as well.
At 16 years of age I was forced to kill a man, who had along with his gang, taken over our home, my adopted mother had to leave her own home with her great grandchildren because it wasn't safe for them in her home anymore. I had no money for a lawyer, I was unable to get self defense; I was forced to plead guilty to murder in second degree. A few years after my release from prison, I was granted a PARDON. I realized if I could make it in there; I could make it anywhere. And fortunately for me, I did learn from that experience. I was not going to spend anymore more of my life lock down in any prison again. I was determined not to become institutionalized I never had a visit there; and I refused to fill out a visiting list to allow anyone to come see me; I just did not want to make this situation something I would adjust to.
I filed a F.O.I.A. request with the FBI and they sent me documents to confirm this fact.
A few years after that I almost died at the hands of what I believe to be; a police officer shot me in the head in New York City right after I had just settling two civil rights lawsuits. The first one was in Los Angeles and the other was in Washington DC, both cases were filed in Federal Court after I was beaten by law enforcement officers. In the California case; I was charge with the Grand Theft Auto of my own Spartan automobile.
That case link is below to read. I would lead a life, that today I'm not proud of, but at the time was how I lived.
A few years after that I almost died at the hands of what I believe to be; a police officer shot me in the head in New York City right after I had just settling two civil rights lawsuits. The first one was in Los Angeles and the other was in Washington DC, both cases were filed in Federal Court after I was beaten by law enforcement officers. In the California case; I was charge with the Grand Theft Auto of my own Spartan automobile.
That case link is below to read. I would lead a life, that today I'm not proud of, but at the time was how I lived.
I truly believe that "My Father Yahweh " allowed me to go through trials of all kinds, these test were to be used to build my faith, it's like a workout instead of a gym to strengthen the body, these exercises were designed to strengthen my faith and makes the spirit, which is the true essences of my being stronger through each one of these experiences, they also prepared me for the next faith building exercise that’s for sure to come.
As soon as I realized in order to overcome, the test of faith that day, right then, I had to truly believe.
That My Father & Elohim Had Already Handled All Situations Before They Ever Existed.
It's written in Ephesians 1:4 that My Father Yahweh knew me before the foundation of this world.
John 14:13 Ask anything in the name of "Yeshua HaMashiach" and it will be done, just have faith!
" I TRUST MY FATHER MY 👑 ELOHIM YAHWEH & HIS SON 👑 YESHUA HAMASHIACH COMPLETELY ."
John 14:13 Ask anything in the name of "Yeshua HaMashiach" and it will be done, just have faith!
" I TRUST MY FATHER MY 👑 ELOHIM YAHWEH & HIS SON 👑 YESHUA HAMASHIACH COMPLETELY ."
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The only way I got through all of those test of faith above was by the grace of The Most High Yahweh.
And everything I do is for the glory of "The Most High Abba Yahweh" I'm His humble servant for life!
Matthew 22;36 “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the law?”37 Yeshua said to him, “‘You must love The Most High Yahweh your Elohim with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.
"Deuteronomy 6:5"
38 This is the first and great commandment. 39 A second likewise is this, ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself. "
Matthew 22;36 “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the law?”37 Yeshua said to him, “‘You must love The Most High Yahweh your Elohim with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.
"Deuteronomy 6:5"
38 This is the first and great commandment. 39 A second likewise is this, ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself. "
2 Timothy 1:9 He has saved me and called me to a holy life--not because of anything I have done but because of his own purpose and grace.
This grace was given to me through His son Yeshua before the beginning of time,
This grace was given to me through His son Yeshua before the beginning of time,
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Read my lawsuit this all started in 1984 when this song was released.
I was one of the biggest pimps in California & the country; me "Mr. Dynamite" was ringing.
Check out the words "Dynamite you supply what I like, all night long"
This video is all about me & the streets knew it!!!
This video is all about me & the streets knew it!!!
I was parked on Sunset Boulevard in West Hollywood when the police shut it down so they could to beat me no traffic was
allowed to go through on either side of the street.
And after they were finished they charged me with GTA of my own Spartan automobile.
As for today, I used my story to help others, and most important for me; is it's powerful message of Yah's love and mercy. I enjoy giving Elohim His glory & will do so for as long as I'm alive "BLESSED" A few years after that. I would have to take on the U.S. government and the Canadian government on 8-19-99 court transcripts will show exactly what both Federal Judge and the Federal Prosecutor thought of the kidnapping charges that Canada had filed I was released from custody on my own word with instruction from the judge to go and get my son from Child and Family Services. Instead they illegally took my then five year old son without "No judge's order from any Court" "No" due process, thereby in legal terms he was "kidnapped" and taken to Quebec Canada that same day.
The Chief of Interpol says in this letter to the Chief of Police in Washington DC, that there were numerous of statutes, treaties and legal protocols that had to be followed and were not followed that day; it took me almost two years before; I would even see my son again. Only after one; of America's Super lawyers Barry Boss on my behalf filed an application with the World Court in the Hague. Only then were the bogus charges dropped by the Canadians government. This I would find out by reading about it in the last Washington Post newspaper article below.
1983 Spartan
