TREATMENT WRITTEN BY DETECTIVE WILLIAM COURTNEY
A can of worms was opened last week when prison inmate Dexter Issac, an associate of hip-hop mogul/gangster James “Jimmy Henchmen” Rosemon, claimed he was paid by Henchmen to rob Tupac at Quad Studios in 1994.
There is currently a nationwide manhunt for Jimmy Henchmen, who is wanted by the Feds for everything from cocaine distribution to murder. Of course, Mr. Henchmen denies these charges.
With the skeletons of the 90′s resurfacing, now is an ideal time to revisit the story of another shadowy figure and Henchmen associate involved in the Tupac case: Haitian Jack. For the uninformed, Brooklyn’s own Haitian Jack (pictured above with Tupac) is one of the most feared gangsters ever to walk the streets. He basically strong-armed his way into the inner circles of both Biggie and Pac.
A detective by the name of William Courtney, who claims to have intimate knowledge of Haitian Jack through his investigation, wrote a movie treatment about the infamous urban legend. This treatment has been online for a while now but last night I read it for the first time and it totally blew my mind. Not only is it a gripping story that held my interest from start to finish, it also intertwines many famous names and groundbreaking incidents. By no means am I suggesting this is all factual; only the parties involved know that. It’s a fascinating read nonetheless.
Seems it was only available via PDF file with excerpts scattered throughout the internet. But below the jump, you will find this document posted in its entirety.
Shit is deep, yo…
Treatment for HAITIAN JACK
A story based on the real life exploits of the music industry’s most notorious gangster and the members of law enforcement who controlled him.
William Courtney Title and Concept Registered WGAW and Library of Congress Copyright Office May 23, 2009
“Listen while I take you back (NIGGA SAY HIS NAME!) and lace this rap A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack Knew he was working for the feds, same crime, different trials Nigga, picture what he said, and did I mention Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time I know you bitch niggas is listenin, The World Is Mine…”
‘Against All Odds’ -Tupac Shakur
Haitian Jack was the most feared man in the music industry. Jack, AKA Jacques Agnant, was born in Haiti to a family of privileged politicians. They were highly educated professionals. His older siblings attended medical schools and universities in the United States. His family attended parties at ‘Baby Doc’ Duvalier’s mansion. After the coup, his family fled to Brooklyn, New York with limited funds and connections. Jack, speaking only French, was placed in a tough, local public school and forced to fight on a daily basis. He became one of the toughest street thugs in the history of Brooklyn, New York.
Jack began committing burglaries during his teen years. He specialized in drug dealers’ apartments. Jack formed a gang known as the Black Mafia. He recruited the toughest street robbers in the borough. His posse consisted of thugs such as, Tut, Nubs, Stretch, and other sociopaths, all looking to cash in on the drug economy. His crew was so feared; they could walk down the lines of New York’s hottest night clubs and take every drug dealer’s Rolex and wallet without as much as a peep. Jack began befriending such people as Mike Tyson and some local professional ball players. He used his charm to get into their pockets and when that failed, he produced a firearm. He invented the ‘friendly’ extortion game in the Black community. He is said to be the only man Mike Tyson ever feared.
In the early 1990′s, rap music could be heard on every comer of Bedford Stuyvesant, Brooklyn -a neighborhood so bad, the local residents coined the saying ‘Bed-Stuy Do or Die.’ Jack went out of his way to get to know Biggie Smalls, a young, local rap artist with a lot of promise. Tupac Shakur heard about Biggie, travelled to Brooklyn, and the two began to perform together. Tupac put Biggie on the map. Biggie introduced Jack to Tupac, a day that would forever seal Mr. Shakur’s fate. Jack felt that rap artists should pay homage to him; after all, he lived the life they exploited through song.
Jack and Tupac hit it off. Tupac loved Jack’s street creds and the feeling of power this mobster exuded through his swagger and earned reputation. He wanted what Jack had almost more than fame and fortune. Jack provided protection, women, and marijuana. Tupac picked up the tab at all the hot clubs. Jack was unofficially managing Tupac; the two were inseparable. The duo found themselves partying at clubs such as Nell’s with the likes of Madonna and other hot stars. Jack felt that his ride with Tupac would never end.
Jack whispered in a girl’s ear one evening at Nell’s. She smiled and walked over to Tupac. The two danced and later returned to his hotel suite. The following day she returned. Tupac took her to his room; they began having sex when Jack’s crew entered the room. The young woman became the victim of date rape. She left in tears. The police later arrived and arrested Jack and Tupac. The two hired the best attorneys and planned strategy for their defense. Jack’s attorney, Paul Brenner, decided to sever Jack’s case from Shakur’s. He got Jack a six-month plea deal. The Manhattan D.A.’s office wasn’t so kind to Tupac. He went to trial, was found guilty, and was due back in court for sentencing at a later date.
Tupac felt betrayed by Jack. He thought they should have gone to trial together. He knew Jack could handle prison; he wasn’t so sure about himself. Tupac stopped taking calls from Jack and his crew. Tupac began clubbing again. He returned to Nell’s and made a fatal mistake: he commented on Jack’s criminal dealings to New York Post reporter AJ. Benza. After making Page Six the following day, Jack plotted his revenge.
Puff Daddy feared Jack so much, he once handed him ten grand and his Rolex. Jacks’ crew coaxed Shakur to Quad Studios in Manhattan to lay down some tracks with Puff Daddy’s Bad Boy roster. Tupac entered the lobby with one of Jack’s crew, a kid named Stretch Walker. Jack’s boys confronted Tupac in the lobby. He resisted a beat down and was shot several times, suffering gunshot wounds to the head and groin. Shakur felt that Puffy and Biggie had set him up. He was sentenced to prison a few weeks later. Jack’s muscle within the prison system relentlessly sought Shakur out. One day, Tupac received a visit from Los Angeles gangster and owner of Death Row Records, Marion ‘Suge’ Knight. Suge convinced Tupac to sign with his label. The east coast-west coast wars were set in motion.
Years of violence between Bad Boy and Death Row left Biggie Smalls and Tupac Shakur dead. Knight’s organization had been crippled by numerous police investigations. Jack reinvented himself through The Fugees; Wyclef Jeans’ pockets were deep and Jack had both hands in them. Wyclef didn’t mind so much. Jack was a fellow Haitian and he kept all the extortion crews far away. After touring with the Fugees, Jack fell in love with Beverly Hills. He started his own management company and attached himself to artists’ publishing rights by way of fear and the gun. He broke ranks and had amassed a small fortune. Jack wasn’t happy though; he wanted more.
In 1996, Tupac was killed in Vegas and Biggie was later murdered in Los Angeles. Haitian Jack broke ranks from his crew. Nubs was murdered, and Tut went away on a Rico. The rest were bottom feeders unable to drive through the Hills without attracting attention. Jack was solo. Haitian knew he could have problems with L.A. gang members, so he established a geographical zone to stay in. He never ventured farther north of Sunset, south of Pico, east of Fairfax, orwestofthe405. It kept him away from gang bangers and the police. Jack was getting rich, but he was also getting bored.
Detective Bill Courtney was an undercover detective in the NYPD’s elite Intelligence Division. He was given his own unit and tasked with an impossible mission: taking the mob out of the music industry. Bill knew Jack’s rep from back in his Robbery Squad days. He had heard about Jack again while assigned to the DEA. Jack had robbed half the drug dealers in New York. Wire taps were abuzz about being done by the ‘Haitian One’, but no one knew where he had gone. His name was legendary, as the killer of Tupac. A little homework revealed that Jack had never earned his citizenship. As a predicate felon, Jack was deportable. Bill felt that if he found Jack, he could make him an offer he couldn’t refuse: join Team America or go back to Haiti.
One of the last times Bill heard about Jack was on the ‘Kendu’ case. Bill’s wiretap took down East New York’s biggest drug dealer, Darryl “Kendu’ Riley. A cooperator told an interesting story about Jack back when Tut was still on the streets. Jack and Tut once kicked in the door of Kendu’s top lieutenant, a gunslinger named T.T. They stole hi8 stash and threatened to kill his girlfriend if she called the police. His girlfriend Crystal foolishly called 911 as T.T. was rushing home to her aid. He beat the cops to the apartment. When the police entered, they found one of his AK-47′s under a bed. He was the victim of a robbery and now he was going to prison. Jacks’ crew later raped Crystal to keep her from testifying. T.T. wouldn’t cooperate, but a source of information on the case promised to deliver Jack.
Bill revisited the source, who was more than happy to help. The subject told him an interesting story about Jack’s exploits. One day the source was standing with a group of males in the East New York section of Brooklyn. Jack drove by, saw them and decided to stop and say hello. Jack exited his vehicle and exchanged pleasantries with the gang. The men heard muffled moaning and banging sounds coming from Jack’s trunk. Jack smiled, popped the trunk which exposed a dark skinned African male, bound and gagged with duct tape. Jack pulled the tape from the African’s mouth and said ‘Nigga where’s the money?’ The male cried ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jack placed the tape back over his mouth and shut the trunk. Jack smiled at the group and exclaimed ‘Nigga needs another hour!’ They laughed; Jack changed the subject and eventually drove off. No one knew the male or his outcome.
The source slept with half of Jack’s girlfriends, who reported on Jack’s whereabouts. He knew where Haitian dined every Friday night: the L’Ermitage Hotel in Beverly Hills. Bill made some inquiries and was referred to a sharp Los Angeles Sheriffs Department detective named Mark Gayman. Bill called Mark on and off for weeks, with no response. Mark was making calls, checking Bill out. Mark kept a tight ship on his informants and cases. Like Bill, he dreaded dealing with the F.B.I. An Orange County D.A.’s investigator cleared Bill and they started talking. Mark had learned that Jack was doing music industry scams with an L.A. mobster named Ori Spado. Ori sought Jack out to rob Colombian drugs dealers with stash houses in Beverly Hills.
Bill sent a photo out and Mark visited the L’Ermitage Hotel. The head of security knew him and confirmed that he was in fact a regular. Bill hopped on a plane with an INS warrant in hand and met with Mark at a bar on the Sunset Strip. They talked about Jack, police work, and their constant battles with the Bureau. During the briefing, Mark received a call from the L’Ermitage, Jack was at dinner a day earlier than usual. The two saddled up and visited the hotel. Mark brokered a deal with the Beverly Hills P.D. for backup and promised the hotel to wait for Jack to leave before pouncing on him. One problem… Jack dined for four or more hours at a clip.
Jack sat with a female and another couple in their high-end private dining room. Bill and Mark decided to wait in the lobby, occasionally monitoring the happy couple’s dining experience. The elevator doors opened in the lobby and actor James Woods stepped off. He saw Mark and came over to say hello. Mark had known James for some time. Mark introduced his new NYPD buddy to Mr. Woods, who proceeded to tell an interesting story he knew the New Yorker would enjoy.
James Woods was a passenger on a New York-to-Los Angeles flight when he observed males gesturing to each other with hand signals every time the flight attendants opened the cabin doors to service the flight crew. They did this repeatedly and were alarmingly open and obvious about it, at least to Mr. Woods. He petitioned the flight attendant in First Class repeatedly to secure the plane and call the authorities. She forced herself to show interest and finally told Mr. Woods that the police would meet the plane at LAX. When the plane landed at LAX, Mr. Woods was asked to remain seated and was assured that the authorities were waiting for this strange group at the gate. After the plane emptied, two F.B.I. agents boarded the plane to interview Mr. Woods. The police didn’t detain anyone. They listened to Mr. Woods’ story and took a report. Weeks later, those males became famous as the 9/11 hijackers.
James Woods went on his way, and Bill and Mark talked about the story and the Bureau once again. They took seats at the bar, ordered some drinks, and waited for the Agnant Party to finish up. Finally, Jack’s party was on the move. Bill and Mark followed them to the valet and got Beverly Hills P.D. on the ready. The cruisers stopped Jack a few blocks away with one of the longest felony vehicle stops in the history of California. Officers critiqued each other as they pulled passengers from the car. It was bizarre. One woman was the Minister of Gabon, Africa’s daughter, known to the locals as a money launderer. Finally, everyone was identified and cut loose, except for Jack of course.
At the Beverly Hills P.D. interrogation room, Bill worked on Jack for two hours. Jack agreed it would be a shame to send such a fine Haitian American back to his homeland. He agreed to join Team America. Jack was shipped off to Terminal Island on an INS hold. Bill had to move fast to get Jack paroled to him, a task that required a U.S. Attorney, I.N.S. approval, and a mountain of federal bureaucracy. Bill petitioned his favorite U.S. Attorney in the Eastern District of New York, Tracy Lee Dayton. Tracy and Bill worked together, partied together, and were almost car jacked in Baltimore six months earlier. Bill gave Tracy the rundown. She flew out to L.A. and got Jack out about six weeks later.
Mark picked up Jack at Terminal Island, signed Bill’s name to the parole paperwork, and drove Jack back to Beverly Hills. Jack promised Mark he would sleep with three women that night to celebrate. Mark called Bill and put Jack on speakerphone. Jack promised to deliver good Intel, the occasional bad guy, and to be well behaved. This was a scary prospect, putting Jack out on the street. Tracy’s name was riding on it. Bill and Mark wouldn’t fare well with any mishaps either. Bill and Tracy opened an OCDETF case in New York. This provided funds for travel, informant payments, and any equipment necessary needed for the furtherance of justice. The goal was to utilize Jack to take out Organized Crime in the music industry. Bill and Mark didn’t know it, but the case would last for seven years, net huge seizures, and remove a lot of bad guys from the entertainment industry.
With a full war chest, Bill decided to head west. He and Mark hit it off and had similar styles in policing. Bill grabbed a hotel room in Beverly Hills and Mark moved into the suite for the week. They hit all the mob bars at night and dropped business cards everywhere. They put the word out that NYPD and LAPD were working together and meant business. Calls started coming in; bad guys were feeling uneasy. The boys invited Jack over for his first debriefing. Jack loved telling war stories. He spoke about how hard it was to rob a stash house. He had to convince people that he really was the police, steal their money or drugs, which were usually quite heavy, and then escape, sometimes with heavy gunfire coming from both sides. He talked about Tupac and how foolish he was. He denied any knowledge of the killing.
A month or two later, Bill received a call from a hit man-turned-informant back east. The hit man had been approached to kill rap artist 50 Cent. He gave the hit over to an associate named Ta Ta. Bill brokered a deal through Jimmy Iovine at Interscope Records to get access to 50′s camp and prevent the murder. Mark got a posse of deputies together and off they went for two night’s of rap at the House of Blues. At the end of the second night, Bill and Mark went to speak with 50 and his manger, Chris Lighty. As they were escorted to his table, they saw Jack sitting with 50 Cent, pointing his finger at the rap artist. Jack, 50, and his manager all seemed to have heart attacks as Bill and Mark approached. Jack excused himself and a serious conversation ensued.
Chris and 50 wanted nothing to do with solving the last attempt on his life. His album was number one and they knew they were on their way to untold riches. When asked about the light-skinned gentleman who had just left the table, the duo shrugged and said he was an A&R guy from the label. Bill and Mark pulled Jack in later on. Jack went on to tell them that 50 had promised him a young R&B singer named Governor. When asked why, Jack just smiled. Jack needed some more discipline; it was hard to keep Jack in check. Bill and Mark texted Jack on his Blackberry later on that night: it was the weather report in Haiti. Jack texted back, ‘Very funny, I’ll be good.’
In a few months, Bill and Mark were running strong. Mark was pulling in some great cases: hits on music industry executives, pump-and-dump scams, extortion of a variety of artists, and other mayhem. Bill stayed around to help whenever he could. One day, Mark received a call from a solid informant, who reported that a mobster named Ori Spado had a big marijuana connection through a guy named Haitian Jack. Ori was Mark’s initial reason for looking into Haitian Jack. The two were orchestrating the transportation of marijuana from Canada to Syracuse, New York. Once the pot hit the private airport, Pagan MC Members from Long Island would transport the contraband down to New York City. A meet was scheduled the next day in a midtown hotel.
Bill got his crew together and established surveillance at the hotel. Mark had limited contact with the informant. Mark called to tell Bill the meeting was ending; the crew was leaving the hotel with the buyers. Bill saw Ori and his crew leave with two Palestinian males. Bill’s team followed the Palestinians. A license plate check revealed that the occupants were the famous Ayesh brothers from Bay Ridge, Brooklyn. The Ayesh brothers were known to the F.B.I as marijuana and methamphetamine dealers.
They laundered their money home through funds established for Palestinian relief that were nothing more than fronts for Hamas and the P.L.O. Bill called the Joint Terrorism Task Force and flipped them the case. They were quite happy to finally have the Ayesh clan. They established surveillance and months later took down the Pagans and Palestinian connection. Jack was becoming a serious liability.
Bill received a call from investigators at ~he Bureau of Prisons. Members of their Intelligence Division intercepted prison calls from Five-Percent Nation leader Kenneth ‘Supreme’ McGriff. Supreme had instructed his top lieutenant to ‘check out’ Detective Courtney. A week later when Bill was exiting a plane in Richmond, Virginia, he checked his voicemail and received a chilling message: the sound of a semi-automatic pistol being racked back and fired. Bill’s home in New York was placed under surveillance, complete with Kevlar curtains and panic buttons throughout the house.
Bill decided to get Jack on it. When Jack took the call, he became enraged. He told Bill that he knew who the guys were and would take care of them. Bill told Jack the connection was bad and instructed him to call back from a payphone. Jack called back an hour later. Bill ripped into him. Bill told Jack that his phone could be tapped at any moment and really wasn’t particularly happy about getting involved in a murder conspiracy with him. Jack apologized and told him that he would make inquiries just like the police, only with faster results. Bill called Mark and talked. Haitian was great for getting bad guys numbers, locating fugitives, and having the inside info on all the scams in the music industry, but he was becoming a nuisance. Mark decided to follow him around.
Jack called Bill often to complain. He became Jack’s father confessor. Jack complained that Lyor Cohen and Dr. Dre had produced Governor’s album and were demanding a million dollars for the production. They wouldn’t wait for album sales to pay the tab. Jack wanted to know how to make them comply without, you know, hurting them. Lyor and Dre had off-duty law enforcement as security; getting to them was impossible. Jack also complained about suing Tupac’s estate for damages. Tupac alleges that Jack was a rat in the song ‘Against All Odds’. It wasn’t true. The case was thrown out of federal court. Bill told Jack if he won, Bill would give him up. He wasn’t the least bit amused.
For a month, Mark followed Jack all over the Hills and documented every step. He knew Jack would mess up sooner or later, but wanted to show he and Bill had tried to keep him in check. Mark pulled Jack over one day and told him Bill wanted to jam up some guys from 50′s Posse. Jack threw a party at a restaurant in the Hills called Crustacean. He invited 50′s crew and a lot of famous artists. Mark wired Bill up and sent him in the restaurant. The goal was to get 50′s guys on tape, talking about a feud they had back east. Jack introduced him to Aretha Franklin and placed him at her table. Stevie Wonder later joined the fray. It was bizarre. Bill decided to have smoke.
Out on the smoking deck, several local gangsters had spied Bill talking to Jack. They took him for a gangster. An Armenian male approached Bill and asked him what he did. Bill told him he ran a warehouse back in Brooklyn. The male smiled and told him he could put some ladies in the warehouse. Bills’ wire was transmitting to a surveillance truck a few blocks away. Bills’ phone started to ring off the hook. Bill saw Mark trying to ring in, but tried to ignore it; he was in the middle of a drug deal after all. Finally, Bill gave in and excused himself to call Mark. Before Bill could speak, Mark told him that the male talking to him was one of his operatives. Get away and we’ll set him straight later on. 50′s guys never showed. Bill decided to hang with Stevie and Aretha for the rest of the evening.
Bill and Mark had run nonstop for a year, grabbing fugitives, handling mob cases, and terrorizing the local Mafia community. Jack went missing and didn’t answer his phone. Bill received a call from a trusted informant: Calls to Miami P.D. revealed numerous shootings, but no deaths or reports to confirm the tip. Things were getting out of control. Tracy Dayton’s husband had cancer and was dying; Bill didn’t have the heart or nerve to give her an update.
One Sunday afternoon, Bill was back east sitting in his office, a secret offsite location in the old Nabisco Cookie Factory in Chelsea. Mark told Bill to sit down. It seemed that Jack and female rap artist M.C. Lyte were in a West Hollywood club when some Black Mafia Family members disrespected Jack. Jack calmly left the club with the rapper and returned a few minutes later. Jack was laughing hysterically, yelling ‘where you guys at?’ He found his target and chased him under some tables in the club, calmly shooting the male in the legs and smiling quite proudly. He calmly exited the club. One of Mark’s informants was in the club and decided to make the call.
Bill hung up the phone and called the airlines. Bill left a message for Jack: ‘I finally have your S Visa and you’re officially a U.S. citizen.’ Jack called Bill back hours later. With a lump in his throat, he told Bill how much he loved him and what a straight up guy he was. He told Bill that he had some problems, but ”we’ll talk when you get here”. Bill arranged for Jack to meet him at the Hyatt House on the Sunset Strip. Jack came inside and ventured up to the upstairs lobby and gave Bill a hug. Bill introduced Jack to U.S. Marshal Tony Burke and had a chat. Bill told Jack to stand up and the West Hollywood detective squad rushed out of a nearby conference room and jumped him. He looked up from the ground and calmly said, ‘You lied to me, Bill.’
Bill took Jack’s keys and sent a West Hollywood detective to get a search warrant for Jack’s apartment. Hours later they were inside. It was the most tastefully decorated apartment Bill had ever seen and Bill knew some well-to-do people. The gun was found rather quickly. There was also a large safe in the apartment. Bill called a locksmith. The locksmith called the safe company with his credentials. They received the original safe code; Jack had never changed it and the safe popped right open. Inside, they found a large amount of crisp, new U.S. currency and a cache of photos. Amongst the pictures were racy photos of Madonna with another woman, a photo of Jack and Tupac giving the finger, and a photo of Jack and President Clinton.
Bill fought his way out of the apartment with the photos, promising the search team copies. Bill visited Jack in the lockup. Jack told Bill he was foolish to recover the gun; after all, his victim had been paid off and Bill really could have used him. Jack explained the photos recovered from his apartment. Haitian used to sleep with a Beverly Hills socialite. She raised money for the Foster Care program. Jack delivered top name artists to her fundraising galas. Jack raised more money than anyone in the history of Foster Care fundraising. They made Jack Man of the Year, a title he shared with President Clinton. The two shared a photo at an event honoring their efforts. If the Secret Service only knew…..
Jack talked about the old days and how lucky he was. He told Bill that he would come through, but Bill knew that Jack had played everyone all along. Jack took a plea and was deported to Haiti a year later. Mark and Bill still get calls about Jack… he returns once in a while to visit, but knows staying is a mandatory five-year sentence if caught. Last Bill and Mark heard, Jack was managing Shaquille O’Neal. Apparently Shaq had some problems in Miami that Jack took care of.
Jack now resides legally in the Dominican Republic. He is supported by Wyc1ef Jean, and whatever riches he has stashed over the years. He was truly the greatest gangster ever to manipulate the music industry. He was charming, funny, and charismatic. He was also a killer. If his mother had filled out his Visa application properly, he would still be driving around in his little piece of Los Angeles.
The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There’s also a negative side.
William Courtney Thursday May 21, 2009
great post
I haven’t been this shocked since I read “Behold A Pale Horse.”
Whoa!
hooooleeeeey shiit
I know this is a movie treatment… but it works well as a novel. Probably better than it would be as a flick.
Shit’s deep. Damn good post Black.
My man lemme hold the 10 page document & once I started reading it, I couldn’t stop. I had to share it.
This is simply all a bunch of BS and not true Check out the court records that contest this BS…
http://www.leagle.com/xmlResult.aspx?xmldoc=199845030FSupp2d420_1405.xml&docbase=CSLWAR2-1986-2006
MTV even reported this in 1997… This is a HUGE LIE!!
http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1434013/tupac-lyrics-spark-200-million-libel-suit.jhtml
This Guy even tried to sue Tupac’s Estate for 200million, sounds un gangster to me.. This story is a complete fabrication….
Damn, leave it to Pacino to make me realize how much of a thug/gangsta I am not.
Yo, this shit is mad deep. Homie didn’t even change the names…I find it hard to not believe these facts, especially when I recognize names like Ori Spado and Paul Brenner. This is a great post homie. This puts things in perspective as far as the music business (mostly Hip-Hop) goes.
A damn good post. Wow
Yeah, the music industry is real grimy, man. People get murked all the time, especially with mob involvement & the like. Check out this book called “Hit Men,” if you haven’t already. Speaks a lot about the corruption & crime in the industry.
If you really wanna get on conspiracy theory shit, some ppl say Buddy Holly’s death in a plane crash was really a murder set up by rival execs.
damn… pac, big, james woods, aretha, 9/11, bmf… perplexed is the feeling
Crazy how all those names & incidents cross paths. I was waitin for aliens to show up, there was so much goin on.
Thank you, Mr. Garland.
Wow! That’s Real Talk!
BRRROOOKKKLLLLYYNNN!!!
Holla1
Chf
Brooklyn keeps on takin it.
This dude jack done lived about six lives…and most people will only know him as the dude pac was ranting about…they’ll never side know this side of the story.
This is the kind of journalism that the source, xxl, rappages should have been putting out.
Then again…somebody would have ended up dead.
Even the detective who wrote this story got death threats… but those were allegedly from the Supreme Team, tho.
The Source & them ain’t even competent with shit they supposed to be experts in, so I wouldn’t expect them to have the chops top handle sumthin of this magnitude.
XXL said the first major rapper to go to prison was 2Pac… as if Slick Rick never existed. How lame & misinformed.
no time to read all of this right now, but i def look 4ward to checkin back when i have a chance to read it. dope shit Black
Word. This is one of them stories you gotta sit down & soak in. Or read in chapters. This definitely ain’t a gloss-over piece.
All the credit goes to William Courtney for writing it & my homie for hippin me to it. I’m just the host. But I don’t serve the same junk food every other blog is microwaving. You come here, you gonna get a hearty meal.
I call bull shit on mike tyson being scared of that nigga
LOL Mike Tyson is definitely the man & I got all the respect in the world for son. I’m from BK & we idolized that nigga. But I can believe it. Iron Mike was quick with his fists, Jack was quick with his guns.
What G. Rap said? “While you lift weights, I’m liftin’ light-ass nickle-plates….”
or as Cam’ron said….. niggas with the muscle get clapped in the tussle. Great read by the way
probably right.
damn…good read. thanks for sharing this.
No doubt, brother. It’s one of those things you can’t keep to yourself.
The PDF file has been online for a while now though. As far as I know, “Diary of a Hollywood Street King” was actually the first blog to post excerpts.
http://diaryofahollywoodstreetking.com/
good read,very informative,& believeable. Not only didn’t he change any names he also named others [famous celeb] that have knowledge of whats going on .knowledge is power,wisdom is wise words being spoken. If you put knowledge & wisdom together it brings forth an understanding. peace.
True indeed, god, true indeed.
And today Jimmy Henchmen got caught by the cops, walking out of the W Hotel in Union Square.
http://smokingsection.uproxx.com/TSS/2011/06/jimmy-henchman-arrested-in-new-york-city-hit-with-drug-ring-charges
Things are gonna get very interesting.
The realest shit I’ve read on a blog EVER. When I got to the part about Jack having a picture of him and Bill Clinton in his safe, I thought I was done but no, when I read HOW/WHY it was there, that REALLY got me. Like, jaw on the floor “got me.”
Bill Clinton is gangsta, son. The original Ill Bill.
This really shows how the industry and the underworld are almost one in the same. Damn, shit is deep!
In the rap game especially, artists like to surround themselves with legit street niggaz for the credibility. Makes them look realer. But as David Chappelle said so eloquently, keepin it real can go horribly wrong.
This is one of those cases.
man this is some real shit it all makes sense why fifty had bodyguards all of a sudden. I remember when Biggie asked why is Tupac hanging with those boys in the the movie and I heard biggie say it too. I also heard about hatian jack when i first came to the states remem
ber when jim jones said hatian jack smashed a bottle of champange on Jay z head and Henchman drop some dimes on him too this is one real true story and i am sending this to all my young folks who wanna be rappers Industry is Foul.
There’s so many versions of that story. Some ppl say Pun smashed Jay-Z wit the bottle, DeHaven (Jay’s ex-homie who threatened to “expose” Jay to little fanfare) says it was Dame Dash who got hit… who fuckin knows. All this is street lore & like the true street niggaz they are, nobody’s talkin.
But yes, the industry is shadier than most ppl ever know. Maybe that’s why many of the rappers Puff used to fuck with turned to God: Loon=Muslim, Shyne=Jewish, Mase=Christianity.
Terror Squad guys got into a fight with Dame and his cats and steady clocked him in the head with a champagne bottle a couple of times. Jay wasn’t there. Believe me, if he had been anywhere around there — or if Pun had been there for that matter, TS would be talking about that “moment of glory” ALL DAY
Wow, this shit is deep. This story deserves a movie. Wow, Haitian Jack was a true soldier, villain or a rider. He wasn’t no punk for sure.
Word. Y’know, the ppl who call him a snitch know damn well they would never say that to his face. It’s like Alfamega… ppl talk smack about him online all day but would they really call that nigga a rat in-person? Hell no. Cooperating makes him dishonorable, it don’t make him soft.
If a detective actually wrote this, wouldn’t he use Hatian Jack’s real name at least once in his report?
Lol, nice try
He mentions it right after the quote from 2pacs song
Jacques Agnant
Uh… I really don’t get your point .
*shrugs* [O_o] ????
This is a MOVIE TREATMENT… not a report, dummy.
Oh, well that explains it. You may want to write that before the article.. A bunch of people on here are responding as if this were factual. Lol, it’s just a movie script.
OK, I get it now… You’re one of those smug, sarcastic folks who go from post-to-post, lookin for shit dispute, huh? One of those “go against the grain” commentators. I feel you, my dude… there’s a need for that. Every good post needs a foil… or in your case, a comic relief.
The reports say Jimmy The Henchman ordered people to beat Tupac at Quad studios while this says it was Haitian Jack, which was it?
This isn’t a report, it’s a movie draft.
^^ Cue the laugh track for this guy, he’s the comment box jester.
Too bad we can’t pull him off stage with a hook & bring out Sandman Simms, like the Apollo.
@Lil’ Beezy
I dunno, I wasn’t there & I don’t know none of these niggas personally.
They say there’s 2 sides to every story & somewhere in the middle lies the truth. But a lotta the same names keep poppin up & there ain’t much separating all these dudes, na’mean?
But I’m not here to speculate or pass judgment, I’m only sharing William Courtney’s writing. Whoever chooses to believe it or not, that’s their choice.
chronic..you obviously didn’t read the first few sentences of the treatment lmao. Haitian Jack was the most feared man in the music industry. Jack, AKA Jacques Agnant, was born in Haiti to a family of privileged politicians.
Thats a realy good read.
William Courtney is sitting on the novel of the century.
This is a fascinating read! I love being able to get these type of back stories. it’s like discovering the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz
Yeah… and the Wizard is a homicidal Haitian dude who extorts rappers.
There’s a whole bunch of skeletons behind this curtain.
Definitely a strong post…..crazy, just crazy, the events happening right behind the curtain in the music industry..
I was in the industry at that time..nothing too major…”one and done” type of thing…but, I recognize these names, and heard about some of these dealings in fractured pieces…
I grew up in the BX, and i’m not that familiar with the dealings in BK and QB during that time, but this is a hell of a story…
I’ve passd it on to a few heads already…
For those interested, I would also suggest reading “Queens Reigns Supreme” by Ethan Brown, and “Raising Hell: The Reigh, Ruin, and Redemptions of Run-DMC”……those two books also highlight the intersection between the music industry and the streets…
“I grew up in the BX, and i’m not that familiar with the dealings in BK and QB during that time”
Word. I’m from BK & BX might as well be Australia. I need a passport to get into BX.
Yes, “Queens Reigns Supreme” is another book that made my jaw hit the floor. A lot to digest. I didn’t read the Run-DMC joint.
“The Unauthorized Biography of NWA” is crazy too… I think that’s the title… the one Jerry Heller wrote. He talked about how he talked Eazy-E outta killin Suge Knight…. but in hindsight, wishing he had let Eazy do it.
lololol..”passport to get into BX”..
Also, i was thinking last night….the part of the story where Jack, Tut, and others used to “rob drug dealers” on lines at popular clubs says a lot…I mean, what type of drug dealers are A) on line at a club and B) let ANYONE just take a watch from them, their wallets etc.
Without shifting the focus, I’d like offer this:
Most heavy-duty cats in that game AVOID clubs…like , the younger guys who are living fast and furious, will do that, but they damn sure aint waitin’ in anyone’s line, and getting robbed in public…these sound like “workers’..
When you talk about hte drug game in NYC, let’s talk who really controls it before we start taking these escapades “out of context”..and that point, you have to talk government, organized crime, etc.
I think Jimmy, Jack, etc. were “dibbling and dabblin’ on that level, but as far as the robbing people on club lines, that’s not a story that goes with top drug traffickers…
Having said that, the marriage of the streets and the music industy just hasn’t seem to work out for underwold types.
Seems the realer you are, and you decide to get into the game, the clock is tticking as to when you’re going to prison.
The media and the underworld don’t seem to mix for the benefit of crimminals.
People say the part of John Gotti’s demise was his love for the camera. The same was said about Suge, after he appeared on the cover of a major magazine.
Nicky Barnes on the cover of Time as “Mr. Untouchable”…shit doesn’t work out..
You’re very right. Everything you said makes a lot of sense.
In regards to heavy-duty cats avoiding the clubs… only the SMART ones do. A lot of big-time hustlers DO hit the clubs & flaunt their riches. Look at Big Meech & them for example… niggaz put up billboards & shit, basically advertising their dirt. Ballin’ outta control.
Eventually, that was their downfall.
Bmf was on thei way down by that time of the billboard. They kne thei time was limited. Once them boys get on u, ain’t no sanitizing. Might as well quit n run or “ball cause u about to fall”. Lol
Jack was definitely a real cat. Knew him and his crew personally and they most definitely had cats in NY shook…
Also, to your point, about “snitching”…cats, like myself, who are *NOT* in the street hardcore wouldn’t call Jack a snitch to his face..but, other real G’s in the streets, especially old schoolers from 70′s and 80′s, would, LOUD AND PROUD ALL DAY EVERY DAY
I agree. I was talkin more about the internet thugs & keyboard killaz who leave corny comments like “Fuck that bitch-ass nigga Alfamega!” or “Haitian Jack is a rattin pussy!” and other dumb shit.
It’s easy to say bold stuff like that anonymously from your computer, where it’s safe. But they’d never stand in front of Alfamega, who’s like 6’9 200+ lbs., and say that to his face. Wouldn’t happen.
I have even more respect for Tupac for stepping to those dudes.Reading stories about some of these dudes like Henchmen and Haitian Jack, i could see how most rappers and industry cats would be shaking in their boots.
I think Haitian Jack called Tupac “foolish” because Pac refused to submit…I.E..He wasn’t scared.I agree that most rappers aren’t as hard as the image they portray.I’ve heard stories about the real Gang bangers in LA charging rappers for using their lifestyle as a image.
I heard Snoop had to pay just to go to certain areas in LA.I think them cats(Henchmen & Jack) must’ve thought Tupac was crazy.Like “who this rap nigga think he is?)I think he broke the rules of the extortion game.I bet it happened to alot of rappers and celebs, they just don’t have the balls to speak out about it.
According to Pac, Jack had tie to the FEDS even back then.He was a informant because he had a LOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGG Rap Sheet, but never served any time.That’s the true sign of a informer.Like im said, im surprised Pac went at these cats like that.He was throwing little subliminal disses out there, as well as the blatant ones.
I hear that the Black Mafia Family adopted the phrase ” The World Is Mine” from the movie Scarface.In the song “Against All Odds” Pac spit some shit:
Heard he was light skinned, stocky, with a Haitian accent
Jewelry, fast cars, and he’s known for flashing
Listen as a lace this track and take you back
On a real live tell about a snitch named Haitian Jack
New he was working for the Feds, same crime, different trials
Nigga, picture what i said
And did i mention, promise to pay back Jimmy Henchmen
In due time, I know you bitch niggas is listening, THE WORLD IS MINE.
I think Pac was really planning to go to war with these dudes
Maybe all this misfortune Henchmen is suffering now is Pac’s revenge from the afterlife.
I agree, Pac broke the rules of extortion. But mentioning HJ in the papers was a no-no. According to this manuscript, that’s what sparked all the shit.
My man Casey Gane pointed something out in his Tupac article at NewsOne: If it’s true that both Jimmy & Jack were working with the FEDS back then, then it’s feasible that Pac was set-up by the government.
http://newsone.com/entertainment/casey-gane-mccalla/who-shot-tupac-1994-edition/
That’s exactly why Pac got shot. He opened his mouth not really knowing what kind of cats he was really dealing with..
Yeah, you gotta watch your mouth when you deal wit niggaz like dat. These rappers think it’s fun & games to know ppl of that caliber, but there’s rules you can’t break if you wanna stay alive. Makin songs about niggaz & talkin in the media ain’t the move.
I’m sure there’s more to the story but allegedly that’s why the Supreme Team got mad at 50, for makin that “Ghetto Quaran” song, talkin about niggas business.
Pac knew the breed of fools he was dealing with….”Prolly be murdered for the shit that I said…”
against all odds the track dissin henchmen and jack was released after pacs death dumbass get ya shit right so no he didnt get shot for talkin shit about what u call *real niggas* lol such bullshit
@Tru_pac_fan-Tupac mentioned Hatian Jack in the newspaper & in a VIBE interview from prison. His lawyers ended up censoring the interview, but plenty of it was published. He was alive at that point, by the way. So basically, YOU’RE the dumbass.
no he got shot cause he wasnt tryna give up his shit pac worked hard for it
I feel Pac did know the type of shit he was dealing with…Killuminati
we are going to finally able to know who killed 2pac and biggie. these cats bout to start talking reckless about what went on back then.
It’s gonna be like an episode of “The First 48.” Everybody pointin fingers & snitchin on each other.
re: Pac and Biggies Killers..
The documentary “Tupac and Biggie” by Nick Broomfield basically answered this question..
Suge, corrupt cops from C.R.A.S.H unit within LA PD (David Mack and others) are responsible for both murders…
Niggas was scared to appear in that flick. You saw Pac’s old bodyguard, Frank Alexander? He was livin out in the desert, with mad guns in the crib, lookin paranoid as fuck… like hitmen was gonna rush him at any moment. He wrote a book too.
And the bodyguard from BIG’s camp kept peekin thru the blinds of his hotel room, scared as shit… could barely tell his story.
When the truth finally comes out, it’s gonna be like an atomic bomb.
@Tru_pac_fan-Tupac mentioned Hatian Jack in the New York Post & in a VIBE interview from prison. He was alive at that point, by the way. So basically, YOU’RE the dumbass.
As crazy as this sounds but Jack sounds like the hip hop bad guy version of Forrest Gump. Plus remember for a point in time he had his hand in Game’s pocket. Maybe that created that rift with 50 and Game
“Jack sounds like the hip hop bad guy version of Forrest Gump”
LOL! He does, right? All the crazy shit that tied into the story. Maybe they should call this story Forrest Pump… as in pump shotgun.
I I have to read this, again.
No doubt. By converging here, we’ve dispelled the stereotype that black people don’t read.
Lovely Read. Makes a Nice book. I wish there was more to it though. Shit as it got real good it finished lol!! One things for sure Im from Brooklyn and Haitian Jack and Jimmy Henchmen are the only bit players when it came to stickin niggas on them lines and in clubs. Im from the 90′s in the brooklyn east flatbush and i’ve seen Pac as a little shorty by the this big weeds spot called the Mini mart. Hatian Jack, Henchmen and this other cat name Scooter who was a stick up kid use to frequent there. They are the same Niggas who had Kane and mad other brooklyn Niggas under pressure. the Majority of stuff you hear in the treatment is true. Thats why i bugged out as i read on. when he mention Lyte with him it took the cake. Black Pacino Good looking out baby. This is one for the ages. agin people don’t kill yourself trying to put this together cause its bigger than you can imagine. Names and places is correct but the actions have more than one story. Just enjoy the ride.
You might need to write a book yourself, Overfiend lol. East Flatbush has many stories to tell.
I’m from Fort Greene Brooklyn, myself… from the era of Killer Ben & the original 50 Cent. Notorious stick-up kids. I’m waitin for somebody to drop a thorough story about those dudes.
I was actually down the street gettin Chinese food the night Killer Ben himself was murdered, but I didn’t witness it. Just saw the police cars zoomin down there, right on the corner of Ashland & Fulton. The ghetto conspiracy theory is he was killed by associates of Junior Mafia for robbin somebody in they camp. But who knows.
I feel like we sittin around a campfore, sharing tales from the hood.
as another brother from the 90s i testify to what you’re saying from the early 80s to the late nineties scooter and these cats was running brooklyn red hot. tut, the deceptacons, 90′s possie, rutland crews, m1 possie, autobots, and alot more too numerous to mention. alot of real badman died throughout these years. r.i.p soldiers.
life is so deep you cant belive your right from your left.meanig who could you trut .shit is twisted.who could you trust .wwwwwwwwho?
My motto has been the same for years: “Trust is for suckers.”
Holy Shit, this was good read. Word!
It’s a lot to digest. You can get niggeritis readin this, don’t wanna get up off the couch.
I remember being in the studio hearing about jimmy and Hatian jack in the mid to late 90′s particularly in relation to Wyclef. The talks were about how crazy Jack was AND how clef was no joke. I was the quiet female vocalist sitting in the corner taking it all in. Nothing about this story is fabricated. This is true.
Is this Lauryn Hill?
comes full circle with wyclef cause he is a politician (or has political ties) in haiti or so and one of his boys was killed not to long ago over there. theres alot going on around these people.
What is done in the dark shall come to light!!
Death is only to the body………what say you when you open your eyes in hell? I guess getting pimped slapped by satan is normal when evil is in-charge!!!
All I can say is WOW!!!! Great read!!
That was really written poorly – how can you publish something like that with such a narrative bias AND no sources??
Simple, really. You copy & paste the document into a blog, then hit the publish button.
haha well played
Nah, but seriously….
A lotta this shit… the names, incidents & stuff… have been floating around the streets & internet for years. Even this document ain’t new, it’s been around since 2009.
Pac himself talked about some of this in music & interviews. I’m not saying everything Detective Courtney wrote is fact, cuz I really don’t know. Some could be for dramatic effect. And as he clearly states at the start:
“A story BASED on the real life exploits of the music industry’s most notorious gangster and the members of law enforcement who controlled him.”
But if you pay attention to stuff Pac said & examine what other ppl mention in books, songs, interviews & streets, it kinda falls in line with all that. Some stories are too complex to be made up.
Hey Black Pacino
That was a good read. I didnt even know that this kind of info was out there. Ive been trying to look for more details about this character but its real hard to find information that seems credible or relevant. I still have heaps of question but if you dont mind answering one it would be much appreciated. As you mentioned Jack formed ‘Black Mafia’. Theres also ‘BMF – Black Mafia Family’ formed by the Flenory Brothers. What is the connection between ‘Black Mafia’ and ‘BMF’? A lot of websites claim that its the same gang or they are connected and its confusing the hell out of me.
Peace
Man, to be honest, I have no idea. I don’t know anything about the inner workings of BMF or Black Mafia. I assume they’re 2 separate entities.
You can never tell cuz Law Enforcement makes up their own shit to serve their agendas, na’mean? For instance, I read an interview in Don Diva about the Boobie Boys from Florida. They claim they never formally called themselves “Boobie Boys” and although they did work with Boobie & was cool wit him, the members really had their own individual cliques/crews. It’s was the Feds who grouped them all under the umbrella “Boobie Boys” so they could convict them all with harsher penalties.
The cops are known to do that… everything in the newspapers ain’t always what it seems to be. But as for connections between gangs & stuff, I’m not a criminologist, cop or gang member so I don’t kno
True. Thanks for that. I also think they are separate entities since they based themselves in different cities and that they could have been wrongly labelled as the same group. Theres quite a few people on the net who claim that the 1994 shooting was done by BMF. But it sounds like they are being mistaken for the ‘Black Mafia’.
Theres also another syndicate called ‘Black Mafia’ that was started up in 1968 in Philadelphia. This kind of adds to the confusion…
Anyway i hope more information will be revealed about the 1994 shooting and we find out who else was involved.
good read. it makes sence. I mean 2 pac did not want to even go to vagus to the mike tyson fight. “Hint” jack was cool with mike tyson. to much money around with ppl that know each other and beffin. so i feal wit the police and jack had something to do with it. really just sum of the ppl around 2 pac was in it. when pac caught the rape case. i Did not know that jack and his ppl where the ones who was in there. so pac called him a snich right. pac went to jail and jack dident. plus jac had other cases. the cops are dirty and so was jac. if he was working with the cops anyways it was a set up. jack dident like the fact 2 pac was a real one who didnt give a fuc eather. i would have told the hood what type of nigga he was to if he did me like that. ” jay z quote” i dont respect the man getting shot i respect the shooter. lol everybody knows about this dude.
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Man this shit is the Illuminati, they killed 2pac!
And gave Jay-Z a membership card.
This story is 90% fake
youre buggin this story is 90% real i was part of the camp of one of the biggest hiphop acts to ever come out of the bronx and know for a fact that jacq tried that same be friendly extortion shit but but then foundout that the act had a personal almost family like relationship with a certified gangster by the name of bill underwood and the vigilianties who jack tut henchmen etc all wanted no beefs with even tho he was in federal jail im speaking fact not hearsay
90% is fake, huh?
And how did you calculate that percentage, don? Do you have a pie-chart or a graph showing how much is real & how much is fake?
Did you put the story on a scale and measure the reality content?
Did you drop the script in a chemical solution & watch the fake stuff rise to the top?
I wanna know how you came up with that exact number, don.
Nice story , it kind of explaining a lot of things
All I can say is thank u lawd for google (lol)…it is what brought me here…The information is definitely jaw dropping and a very good read to say the least. Conspiracy theories often exist because somewhere in them lies the truth…Every name dropped was googled and all the info, lies, stories, truths, etc appear.
prophecy famely INFINIgjssccpif 4 life this is the end of the devels and all the evols gats to runs GOD DINASTY FROM THE GUETTOZ HALLA HIS BACK AND HE WAS NEVER GONNE!
This nigga agnant is crazy men and they call him the most feared man in the music industry so I wanna know him(Agnant)and Suge Knight who is the most feared man in the business
Excellent research and re-post!!! So…it’s safe to speculate that everything ‘Pac rapped about “Haitian Jack” and Jimmy Henchman was true. Also it’s probable that Haitian Jack pulled the trigger and killed Biggie & ‘Pac?
Now, “If” this is true and neither one of Biggie & ‘Pac’s peoples are concerned about finding and grilling these dudes, then the fear of these men are seriously understood. However; I strongly feel the government and local police officials have their hands in these killings as well. This research makes too much sense to me. And no I am not saying that what you’ve reported is convenient either. They say, “Truth is stranger than fiction”.
wow this is some real deep shit
honestly after reading that, i wouldnt be surprised if it comes out that haitian jack himself pulled the trigger on pac, especially seeing how he put so much fear in most people that they wouldnt dare speak his name with ill intent
Good story on the real shit. That’z goin on in the world. Like Marvin Gaye said: Want’z goin on. Real Spit.
(Love & Respect). Alway’z. Dee. aka (Rid-Her).
“The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There’s also a negative side.”
Hunter Thompson wrote this – it should be quoted instead of just written like you came up with it.
I just told my group how grimey the industry is & this is further confirmation! The Streets Are Watching in the Industry! Artist should think hard & long before they venture into the music industry… Lives change & lives are lost!
Jack is responsible for half the industry going to jail(damn near the main source for the hip hop police) and he got a pass as do most snitches. Only thing not totally true is every one from brooklyn didn’t submit to Jack and thats why he found rap cats easier to rob. Most rap cats are really business men and not gangsters at all. Most pay SOMEBODY for protection and find it easier to pay the gansta that they keep running into and thats why Jack was so successful, he was able to get up close and personal with the rappers and pull up their skirt. Good read!
Props for the story man jus read that for bout half hour is there a movie out about it and if there is what’s it called? Big up from London
“Industry Rule #4080… record company people are shaaaaay-deeeee!”
As well as those they co-mingle with.
i think pac got killed by some gang bangers and suge was pissed off and decided to kill biggie for the fuck of it just incase badboy was behind it
I grew around jack. PAC was just a follower of real gangster’s
pac shot 2 cops n wasnt scared of jack pac was a product of the black panthers n ur boi jack never even tried that bullsit in la he knew beter n pac got shot not cause they was tryna rob him he wasnt tryna give up nuttin so they had to take it n ur boi was a snitch they got locked up together pac denied alll charges n ur boi took a plean pac jumped a crip nigga in la n 5 min later he got shot n was killed by a crip he didnt extort pac he was cool with himpac was a thug thugs dont fear nuttin west side
Wow! This should be a fuckin movie!! The read was good but now I need visuals!
Yo is this true? They need to make a movie about this dude.. He lived a helluva life!! and whats crazy is that he still around!!
haitain jack aint nnobody s[ecial they was just cooks who wanted 2 be around hip hop the thing with pac is that he lived in cali n wasnt scared of them niggas n pac will call ur ass out if u disrespect him u gotta remember its not like they just walked up n took it they had to shoot him n jack aint nobody special he didnt move work like frank lucas if he was gettin money y was he robbin the story need to be told about how jimmy henchman set up pac but fuck them niggas
Haitian jack is somebody. Did you read what he was doing to these niggas in the industry!? Pac was the one out of many who didnt fear dude..
If he’s so gangsta, then why did he try to sue pacs estate in 1997 for distress over “Against all Odds”. Saying he couldn’t get a Job and Pac had put his life in danger.
Sounds like a bitch to me that runs to the courts.
What always BUGS ME & I know its EASIER SAID THAN DONE but I would like to think if I wasnt a BROKE SCRUB & I was a RESTAURANT or RECORD LABEL OWNER or had a GOOD BUSINESS I couldnt IMAGINE myself getting PUNKD aka EXTORTED by someone who didnt HELP ME what so ever START & make my BUSINESS SUCCESSFUL even if he is a COLD BLOODED KILLER who has a REP … I would always have a PISTOL in my WAIST & As soon as I was APPROACHED HOPEFULLY by 1 dude I would take him to the back room or a room telling him we can talk in PRIVATE about how much MONEY he wanted every month & PULL OUT MY GUN & say OK heres the DEAL YOU aint getting shit & I could KILL YOU right now but im not gonna do that cuz im a BUSINESS MAN not a KILLER … NOW when YOU leave here YOU can move on to the next BUSINESS MAN & try to EXTORT him & forget about this which I HOPE YOU will do or YOU can can try to catch ME slipping & KILL ME but then YOU still dont get to EXTORT my BUSINESS cuz I will be DEAD & like I said YOU might catch ME SLIPPING & SHOOT ME or use a CAR BOMB or something but YOU wont ever catch ME SLIPPING to where YOU or your CREW can PUT HANS ON ME cuz I will always have a GUN in my WAIST & after TODAY I will always have a HOMEY with ME who has a GUN in his WAIST also & if an ATTEMPT is made on my LIFE & I SURVIVE I will know it was YOU & YOU will become the PREY & I will be the PREDATOR so like I said move onto to the next BUSINESS MAN & forget about ME & if I had a WIFE or KID I would do the JOE PESCI in CASINO thing where he switches CARS like 3 different times AFTER I LEFT my place of BUSINESS so I could get HOME without being FOLLOWED
No one haitian should have all this power
Wow Jack, you definitely had a wool pulled over my eyes! I need to advise all young ladies to know who their sleeping with and don’t always fall for the swag in a man. It’s just so happened I came accross this article approximately 14 years later aftrer dating Jack, while searching about another case…this is really a true mind blower. Although “somethings” had been shared with me, the depths of his past I had no clue about. So ladies please be careful…little did I know I could have been sitting behind bars or dead if I was easily influenced. Always look beyond the smiling face and the gift of gab.
Fuck you Brittania- Haiti is the first black independent country that beat France when Napoleon was running shit, they also helped America in their independence. Chicago was built by a Haitian man you dumb bitch!!!!
its a good story but it sounds like an act of fiction with a few names and places thrown in to sound real,, its good but i really dont believe all of it
Isn’t anyone surprised by the mention of Shaq? now, that’s the details I want!
Fuck haitian jack he was nuffin bt a bitch made snitch.pac would lay that motherfukka down pac was tha only real g n thts y my niggas still breathin….
In the life we live as thugs everybody fuckin with us so can’t you see, it’s hard to be a man… Running with my guns in hands…
Life of an Outlaw…
Never understood a man being afraid of another man. (Niggas bleed just like us, picture me being scared of a nigga that breath the same air as me…)
Entertaining nonetheless.
Good story ,but how much of it is true , need more than one undercover gangsta to tell this story , but makes a good read , should right a book about this …
so who did in pac? Hatian jack have him killed?
Y’all niggaz iz wild! My man said, “hooooleeeey shiiiiit…. lmfao!!! Real talk doe!
Great post but isn’t it possible that the authorities were running Jack as an informant earlier? The whole case with Tupac and Jack getting off seems to suggest it.
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This story seems to be told through Mr. Agnant’s eyes via some police investigators dealings with him. The pieces for a large portion seem to work though. However, Mr. Agnant seems to be the type to do whatever it takes to survive. Including throwing others “under the bus” for his own sake. Since this story shows he was willing to work with and be an informant to the police at this time, wouldn’t it be plausible to suggest that he could have worked with and been an informant earlier in life, even if he is unwilling to admit it? Once a snitch… who’s to say not always a snitch. “Anything to save yourself” people should not be surprised then when people accuse them of such, right?
my only nitpick is that there was tensions between east and west (or ANYBODY other than new york) long before pac got into the picture just saying.