Tommy Bunz
10-14-2007, 05:37 PM
This is kindof a long story, but bare with me...
Back in 2002, me and four of my boys decided to go to the Rolling Rock Town Fair 3.0 festival in Latrobe, Pennsylvania (near pittsburg) because Outkast was performing. We decided to go all out, so we bough a gigantic trash can with wheels (so we could wheel it around with us in the festival parking lot)and filled it with ice and 5 30-packs of beer. We also brought a bottle of Jack, a bottle of everclear, a bottle of vodka, a bag of yay, and a bottle of percocets and adderall. (I used to be a pretty fucked up dude).
Anyways, we left Philly at 9 Pm on friday night and drove the whole night and arrived sometime around 2 in the morning. Instead of getting some sleep, we decided to hit it as hard as we could. We drank/bumped pretty much all the alcohol/drugs we brought with us by 10 in the morning and partyed our asses off with everyone else in the parking lot.
The show was pretty boring up until Outkast came on. Most of the people were there for the rock acts so not many people other than a few were really feeling Oukast. Regardless, they killed it and its in my top5 hiphop shows of all time. Godsmack closed out the day at like 7 PM and they were decent.
Instead of resting somewhere, we decided to drive home even though we had already been up for 24 hours and were still fucked up from earlier in the day. I was driving a brand new 2001 Chevy Tahoe that someone lent me for the trip.
A few hours into the trip, all my friends had already crashed and passed out in the car. I decided to put in Notorious B.I.G.'s Life After Death album, the second disc. I had cruise control set at 75 mph on the Pennsylvania Turnpike. The day started to catch up with me, and with no one to keep me company, I too then passed out behind the wheel.
As fate would have it, the song "Another" ft. Lil Kim, had just finished playing and the intro to "Going Back To Cali" began to play. If you're familiar with the track, the intro to song is Puff Daddy calling Biggie while he's sleeping and trying to wake him up so he doesn't miss his flight.
"Yo"
"yo Big wake up wake up baby. Yo Big wake your ass up c'mon."
"BIG, WAKE UP!"
I was sleeping, and when I heard Puff yell ^^^, it startled me and I awoke staring at a wall of concrete. We were less than 30 feet from driving STRAIGHT ON into a concrete bridge embankment, with the cruise control set at 75 MPH. I immediately turned the wheel to the left as hard as I could, and turned the truck completely sideways, sending the truck into the nastiest, most dangerous fishtale you've ever seen. The left side of the truck even lifted off the ground. We missed hitting the bridge by inches (I shit you not) and I have no idea how I didn't roll the vehicle. After swerving for what seemed like forever and fighting for my life to keep control of the truck, I finally got the truck to straighten out and slow down. My friends were obviously all awake by now and wondering what the fuck just happened. After we all got done freaking out, I pulled over to the side of the road and someone else took over driving. We made sure that two people were up at all times the rest of the trip.
So that is the true story of how Puff Daddy saved my life, if it wasn't for that song, myself and my four friends would all be dead.
Back in 2002, me and four of my boys decided to go to the Rolling Rock Town Fair 3.0 festival in Latrobe, Pennsylvania (near pittsburg) because Outkast was performing. We decided to go all out, so we bough a gigantic trash can with wheels (so we could wheel it around with us in the festival parking lot)and filled it with ice and 5 30-packs of beer. We also brought a bottle of Jack, a bottle of everclear, a bottle of vodka, a bag of yay, and a bottle of percocets and adderall. (I used to be a pretty fucked up dude).
Anyways, we left Philly at 9 Pm on friday night and drove the whole night and arrived sometime around 2 in the morning. Instead of getting some sleep, we decided to hit it as hard as we could. We drank/bumped pretty much all the alcohol/drugs we brought with us by 10 in the morning and partyed our asses off with everyone else in the parking lot.
The show was pretty boring up until Outkast came on. Most of the people were there for the rock acts so not many people other than a few were really feeling Oukast. Regardless, they killed it and its in my top5 hiphop shows of all time. Godsmack closed out the day at like 7 PM and they were decent.
Instead of resting somewhere, we decided to drive home even though we had already been up for 24 hours and were still fucked up from earlier in the day. I was driving a brand new 2001 Chevy Tahoe that someone lent me for the trip.
A few hours into the trip, all my friends had already crashed and passed out in the car. I decided to put in Notorious B.I.G.'s Life After Death album, the second disc. I had cruise control set at 75 mph on the Pennsylvania Turnpike. The day started to catch up with me, and with no one to keep me company, I too then passed out behind the wheel.
As fate would have it, the song "Another" ft. Lil Kim, had just finished playing and the intro to "Going Back To Cali" began to play. If you're familiar with the track, the intro to song is Puff Daddy calling Biggie while he's sleeping and trying to wake him up so he doesn't miss his flight.
"Yo"
"yo Big wake up wake up baby. Yo Big wake your ass up c'mon."
"BIG, WAKE UP!"
I was sleeping, and when I heard Puff yell ^^^, it startled me and I awoke staring at a wall of concrete. We were less than 30 feet from driving STRAIGHT ON into a concrete bridge embankment, with the cruise control set at 75 MPH. I immediately turned the wheel to the left as hard as I could, and turned the truck completely sideways, sending the truck into the nastiest, most dangerous fishtale you've ever seen. The left side of the truck even lifted off the ground. We missed hitting the bridge by inches (I shit you not) and I have no idea how I didn't roll the vehicle. After swerving for what seemed like forever and fighting for my life to keep control of the truck, I finally got the truck to straighten out and slow down. My friends were obviously all awake by now and wondering what the fuck just happened. After we all got done freaking out, I pulled over to the side of the road and someone else took over driving. We made sure that two people were up at all times the rest of the trip.
So that is the true story of how Puff Daddy saved my life, if it wasn't for that song, myself and my four friends would all be dead.