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“This is what beef is: Baltimore was too primitive for. gangs, everything relied on natural or man-made borders.”(p.25)

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“This is what beef is: Baltimore was too primitive for. gangs, everything relied on natural or man-made borders.”(p.25)

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"Still, I was smart enough to start walking home with friends - Leroy and some others from around my way, about my age," (42).

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“But we were another country, fraying at our seams. All the old rules were crumbling around us. The statistics were dire and oft recited—1 in 21 killed by 1 in 21, more of us in jail than college." Page 7

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"Man knew that death was jammed in us all, hell-bent on finding a way out. So he never measured his life in years but style" (p.36).

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"Man knew that death was jammed in us all, hell-bent on finding a way out. So he never measured his life in years but style" (p.36).

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“My father fought his whole life, but once he’d been like me—from the street but not of it.”(p.52)

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“My father fought his whole life, but once he’d been like me—from the street but not of it.”(p.52)

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"To be Conscious Man was more than just the digestion of obscure books that happen to favor your side. It was a feeling, an ingrained sense that something major in our lives had gone wrong." p.g. 54

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"To be Conscious Man was more than just the digestion of obscure books that happen to favor your side. It was a feeling, an ingrained sense that something major in our lives had gone wrong." p.g. 54

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“Man, It’s no big deal. When Dad comes he won’t even know. And if he finds out, I’ll just tell him. It’s only once. What will he care?,” (32).

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"He read Malcolm's memoir, and again saw some of his own struggle, and now began to feel things he'd, like us all, long repressed - the subtle prodding sense that he was seen as less," (73).

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“My first day at Lemmel, I was a monument to unknowledge. I walked to school alone, a severe violation of the natural order of things. I got my first clue of this standing on my front porch, my canvas backpack slid across one shoulder, watching as small groups of kids make their way down the green hill that sat at the end of the Mondawmin parking lot. All the way to school, everyone rolled like this—three deep or deeper. There was a warped affection among them, the kind born from a common threat. They constantly looked around. They tossed ice grills like there was no other choice. They exchanged pounds with each other frequently, as if to say I am here, I am with you. All their Starter caps were cocked at the appropriate angle.”

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"She [Ms. Chance] was not Conscious in the way of my father, but in a different way that I couldn’t name but could spot from one hundred feet away: the general manner of black people who simply wanted to compete and see the good works of their own brought forth. I was my own greatest foe, she told me. "(35)

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“But we were another country, fraying at our seams. All the old rules were crumbling around us. The statistics were dire and oft recited—1 in 21 killed by 1 in 21, more of us in jail than college.” (7)

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"The Conscious among us knew the whole race was going down, that we'd freed ourselves from slavery and Jim Crow but not the great shackling of minds."

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"To be strapped was to grab the steering wheel of our careering lives. A gun was a time machine and an anchor-it dictated events. To be strapped was to master yourself, to become more than a man whose life and death could be simply seized and hurled about," (35)

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"Well, where are they?This kid at school took them from me and threw them in the trash.Did you pull them out?No.Did you pop the kid in the mouth?No.What did you do?Nothing."

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"Well, where are they?This kid at school took them from me and threw them in the trash.Did you pull them out?No.Did you pop the kid in the mouth?No.What did you do?Nothing."

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"He was like all parents, urging for the grades that he believed matched my potential. But more so, he expected I’d leave Lemmel with Knowledge, Consciousness, and the sense to deploy each in its appropriate place. "

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"He was like all parents, urging for the grades that he believed matched my potential. But more so, he expected I’d leave Lemmel with Knowledge, Consciousness, and the sense to deploy each in its appropriate place. "

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“But I was bad at holding on to the dark burn that feeds revenge. Instead, I almost understood. We were of different mothers, what we saw in the world was not the same.” (chapter 2)

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“But I was bad at holding on to the dark burn that feeds revenge. Instead, I almost understood. We were of different mothers, what we saw in the world was not the same.” (chapter 2)

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"The Knowledge was taught from our lives' beginnings, whether we realized it or not." pg. 36

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"The Knowledge was taught from our lives' beginnings, whether we realized it or not." pg. 36

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Big bill was there. He rolled through the streets with in a brown puff leather, and captained a minor gang of Mandowmin kids. When bored, they brought the ruckus, snatching bus tickets and issuing beat downs at random. They gave no reason, They published no manifestos. This is how they got down. This was the ritual" (P.15)

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Big bill was there. He rolled through the streets with in a brown puff leather, and captained a minor gang of Mandowmin kids. When bored, they brought the ruckus, snatching bus tickets and issuing beat downs at random. They gave no reason, They published no manifestos. This is how they got down. This was the ritual" (P.15)

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The Knowledge Rule 2080: From maggots to men, the world is a corner bully. Better you knuckle up and go for yours than have to bow your head and tuck your chain.” (p. 50)

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The Knowledge Rule 2080: From maggots to men, the world is a corner bully. Better you knuckle up and go for yours than have to bow your head and tuck your chain.” (p. 50)

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"He listened selectively, and cared most about his own internal compass, which he believed was attuned to the way the world should work. He was a bull, thought in straight lines, and thought I found this trying, and I wasn't alone, his certitude engendered great respect. My brother was not reflective, but that made him unafraid." pg 32

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"In the afternoons, he studied with his comrades. At night he worked at the airport. Somewhere in between he was a father" (p.77).

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"In the afternoons, he studied with his comrades. At night he worked at the airport. Somewhere in between he was a father" (p.77).

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“He stood with those who had come to believe that our condition, the worst of this country’s condition—poor, diseased, illiterate, crippled, dumb—was not just a tumor to be burrowed out but proof that this whole body was a tumor, that America was not a victim of great rot but rot itself”

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All the way to school, everyone rolled like this- three deep or deeper. pg 37

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“The Conscious among us knew the whole race was going down, that we’d freed ourselves from slavery and Jim Crow but not the great shackling of minds,” (44).

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I walked the hill alone, the error of my way now dawning on me, [...] 37

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Bill heard the admonishments of my father, but Dad couldn't walk the path for him.

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"That was the year, the only year of my childhood, that I took off from hip-hop. The older gods were falling off. EPMD were breaking. Chuck and Flav had taken us as far as they could, and already the new voices were being hijacked by the death cults. But I was at the gates of manhood, and they could not fade me." (121-122)

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Street knowledge is knowing how to survive within dangerous areas. being aware of the danger and threats, knowing the protection needed, and being able to carry yourself in a way that keeps people away from you.

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Street knowledge is knowing how to survive within dangerous areas. being aware of the danger and threats, knowing the protection needed, and being able to carry yourself in a way that keeps people away from you.

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Street knowledge is awareness, awareness of what is going on around you, what others are thinking / planning on doing. It is at all times knowing where you and those around you stand, and how the moment is going to play out.

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why is the street dangerous?
what kinds of protection?

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Street knowledge is protecting ones self in the presence of danger from those whom seek harm for their own benefit/ entertainment.

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Street knowledge reflects the adopting of behavioral patterns around you as a means of finding community, but more importantly, surviving. - kayla

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The "Knowledge" up to this point refers to the way in which these characters move through the world, both physically and mentally. It's about walking the streets with eyes in the back of your head, being capable of violence, and doing it all with a style and confidence.

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The "Knowledge" up to this point refers to the way in which these characters move through the world, both physically and mentally. It's about walking the streets with eyes in the back of your head, being capable of violence, and doing it all with a style and confidence.

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With chaos being so deeply engrained into the society of West Baltimore, the status of ones survival hinged upon their accordance with street Knowledge. Whether it be how you maneuver, how you dress, or what you carry, it's vital to find any sort of prosperity in this area.

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Street Knowledge is the rules and regulations on how to survive in the streets. Based on what can and can't be done. Most importantly, what you must do in order to never get street struck.

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To be Conscious Man was more than just the digestion of obscure books [..]. pg 54

"He bubbled on the edge of Consciousness. The night they gunned Malcolm down." 72-73