The last day I actually got to spend with Muscle was carnival that same summer, I’d heard that the man dem had gone on Sunday and caused some problems, so me like a fuckin chief thought goin on Monday would be a good idea. Listennnnnnn to me. That day was Indian Jones level

So obviously my now the Mozart lot know me, so we’re just vibesin. No exaggeration there was probably like 60 of us, man from South was there, man from all kinda gangsta place - I knew for a fact that it would be a day of madness but I was an ediat, simple

So we’ve peddled from our sides to Harrow Road to link the Mozart lot then go meet up with everyone else. Our favourite Mozart member was this kid called G Dotz (RIP ) This guy was the DEFINITION of don’t judge a book by his cover. He looked about 10, but was on ANYTHING

When I say anything, this guy is approaching grown men in carnival asking where their sons are from, he reminded man of Lil Ze from City Of God lool fuckin mad man - G Dotz was one of the Zart lot that we knew personally and he always made sure we were looked after round there

So as there was about 70 of us, police didn’t let us in carnival together we had to go in separate groups. In my group was G Dotz, Muscle and the rest were my lot probably about 8 man. We finally get in, we’re drunk, I just wanna see gyal - Mozart lot have other plans

Muscle spots youts that he knows my lot have an issue with, but before we do. So out of nowhere Muscle and G Dotz dash towards a group of youts. A big crowd forms and I get separated from the group, so I didn’t even see what happened. So now I’m lost in carnival

Getting lost in carnival isn’t fun at alllll, especially after your friends have tried to punch up half of carnival - So it got to the point that I couldn’t find anyone for over half hour, so I made my way back to the petrol station on Harrow Road to see if I could see the g’s

As you know reception in carnival is a myth, so I didn’t get any missed calls or anything until I got to the petrol station. I had like 30 missed calls, I had no idea what was goin on. Out of nowhere I see 2 man from MY pagans block. But they’re tryna chat to me? I was baffed

They’ve come over to me and said ‘yo this is long come we squash this, we have too much mutuals this is a joke now’ which was true tbh, a lot of people were in the middle of our fuckry, it had been goin on for a while. We called it a day, even built one

But obviously the rest of the man dem don’t know this, so they’ve peddled down Harrow Road and seen me sat on a wall billin it with dem boy dere, this nutter Muscle shouts out ‘Oi man dem they’ve got Lippy’ Bro, we finally made peace, and now the Zart youts gonna kill them

G Dotz gone into fuckin Super Saiyan road mode, Muscle is fly kickin everyone, bottles being thrown, gyal screaming, while this is goin on I’m just sitting there. Then I decide you know what I’m in this, I go to punch one man but he grabbed my fist like Ryu, he was a fed

This nigga G Dotz has picked up his peddle bike and thrown at a the police mans head to set me free, I’ve ran towards Kensal Green station not knowing that that’s where the youts we just fucked up ran to. I get to the station and there was baaaaare of them

I just accepted defeat, I was literally gonna let them rush me I couldn’t be assed. Then out of nowhere G Dotz comes and throws another peddle bike at a mans head, 2 peddle bike headshot attacks within 20 minutes. That is talent. We battered them. Good times