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He told Saralegui he was in show business, producing Latin hip-hop acts through his record label, Xtorxion, the name tattooed on his forearm. Michael also revealed he closed a deal with a Hollywood production company that plans to make a documentary and a feature-length movie about him and his mother with their full cooperation.
"Aren't you ashamed?" Saralegui asked him, prompting Michael to proclaim he had nothing to hang his head about.
"I will always support my mother," he said. "I don't care if she burned Rome to the ground. I will always defend her."
For much of the past three years, the supposedly publicity-averse Michael has been out and about embracing his legacy. In a two-minute video clip posted on his MySpace page, he emphatically introduces himself with the authority of a Sicilian Mob boss as the "proudest son of the queen of cocaine." As he rides in the back seat of a car cruising Ocean Drive, Michael brags that Miami kids "were taught to get money. It's like a generational thing. It was built on cocaine. It was built on a culture of ruthlessness by people who loved money and a lavish lifestyle."
In his 2008 interview with AllHipHop.com, Michael described his mom as a Colombian June Cleaver. She would cook him breakfast, lunch, and dinner alongside the maids and tuck him in at night. She spoiled him with expensive gifts such as a Porsche golf cart on his sixth birthday.
He also acknowledged that he knew his family was involved in illicit activities. "It was very easy to understand what was going around," Michael said. "I have witnessed certain events that I can't really talk about." When the interviewer asked Michael if he was ever tempted to deal cocaine, his response was a terse "no comment."
The task of informing Griselda that her youngest son had been arrested on cocaine trafficking and conspiracy charges fell to Rios. "I thought she was going to hand me my fucking balls when I told her," Rios remembers. "I felt like I let her down. Telling her what happened was like telling her Michael had been buried alive."
Sixteen minutes past 6 o'clock the evening of this past March 29, a gray two-door Honda pulled into a parking space outside the Ross Dress for Less at 12680 W. Sunrise Blvd. in Sunrise. Michael emerged from the driver's side to greet Rata, who had already notified Sunrise police vice detectives about Blanco's alleged interest in purchasing large quantities of cocaine. The wire-wearing snitch listened intently as Michael explained he was "brokering this cocaine deal on behalf of some rap artists." The rappers had "the money to purchase ten kilos of cocaine, but they were interested in purchasing up to 20 kilos."
Added Michael: "My people don't want to meet anybody. They just want me to conduct the transaction." After Rata negotiated a price of $21,000 per kilo, Michael said he would "talk to [his] people and get back in touch soon." The following day, at the Shell gas station on Commercial Boulevard, Michael told Rata that his "people were ready to conduct the transaction but are hesitant to bring the money out on the street."
Michael insisted that the deal would go down but that it would take some time. As Sunrise narcotics cops and DEA agents monitored the conversation, Michael promised to remain in phone contact with Rata.
The investigation hit a wall until Michael called Rata two months later to buy the five kilos and arranged the Dunkin' Donuts meetup. When the bust finally went down, Michael invoked his Fifth Amendment right against self-incrimination, but his associate Abel Fernandez provided a taped, sworn statement to the cops. Fernandez told Detective Peña that Michael had promised to pay him $500 if he delivered the bag with the $19,000, the motorcycle title, and the medallion, a unique piece of jewelry that is worn exclusively by producers and rap artists from the independent record label Kill All Rats, a group loosely affiliated with Terror Squad, a clique of hip-hoppers led by Puerto Rican rapper Fat Joe and Miami radio personality DJ Khaled.
"Pistol" Pete Torres, Kill All Rats' chief executive, insists he has no idea how Michael got the chain or who he is.
"I wouldn't even know Michael Corleone Blanco if someone pointed him out," Torres says. The Bronx-born record label owner claims a couple of pendants were stolen years ago in New York. "I only know Colombian women," Torres quips. "I certainly don't know any guys doing funny shit. That's not where I am at. The name Kill All Rats is just meant to grab people's attention."
Michael's criminal defense attorney, Nathan Diamond, who also represented Griselda in the '90s, declined to comment about the Kill All Rats bauble or answer questions about his client and his mother. The circumstances under which Michael was busted surprised another star from the first Cocaine Cowboys doc. "If he is getting into his mom's line of work, that would be a bad idea," says Mickey Munday. "He had people around him that supposedly kept him in the right direction."
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Are u fucking kidding me ? shut ur mouth u little piece of shit. you clearly know nothing. Griselda was a billionaire you're the bottom feeding goof. and guess what u sound like a generic clown the way u talk with that awww the pathetic drug dealer talk cus u know nothing. faggot
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Awwww, the pathetic drug dealing criminal son of a pathetic drug dealing bottom feeder got arrested. Who cares???
Only in America does an entire demographic idolize murderers and criminals. This is exactly why rap music is responsible for the downfall of intellectual society. All the kids who listen to that no talent garbage only see the flash and the glamour of the rap videos. No true ambition or work ethic is needed for this fantasy supplied by the irresponsible rap music industry.
Actually earning an honest days wages is foreign and alien to this entire generation thanks to the false images supplied by rap music.
Wake up you morons! Pride isn't about race its about being an individual who makes their way through life being honest, working hard, and maintaining integrity throughout. The polar opposite of the rap image.
Seriously?! You can't blame music....I listen to rap. Still I started working at McDonald's as a teenager and continued to go to school. Some times I worked two jobs. I made it all the way through law school. The whole time listening to rap music...and sometimes I even went to a convert. You can't blame the music. Every older generation feels that the younger generation's music is shocking. I think in THIS case it was a family trade.