[ Waves lapping ]
[ Waves thundering ]
[ Children playing ]
[ Waves thundering ]
[ Waves lapping ]
[ Running footsteps ]
[ Seagulls calling ]
[ Tapping ]
You know it looks more suspicious if you stand outside, right?
[ Wind chime tinkling ]
[ Bottles clinking ]
¶¶ [ Music box ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
Shh.
Come on. Just touch it.
No.
It's not gonna bite.
[ Laughing ]
Come here. No.
Stop.
[ Insects buzzing ]
¶¶ [ Rap, softly ]
[ Brakes squeaking ]
¶ Oh, in your pasta I be gettin' rad ¶
¶ that's focaccia, doctor Betty Crocker ¶
¶ I spin it proper ¶
¶ laryngitis be the only obstacle ¶
¶ gotta have ya keep quiet inspire ¶
¶ get a basket of bread you got traffic ahead, word ¶¶
call me when you get home. All right.
Like the second you walk through the door. Okay.
[ Woman on p.A. ] Please exit through the rear door.
He's too cute.
Yeah.
He, uh, went down on me for the first time last week.
He did?
Yeah. It was good, but he definitely needs practice.
Yeah. I hate it when they need practice.
¶¶ [ Humming ]
If you're not gonna feed the dog, neither am I.
We don't even have dog food.
You know where the money is.
You go to the store, you buy things for yourself.
What's in there, coffee?
Anything good?
[ Sighs ]
Should we euthanize her?
Let's do it. For fun.
Much easier than fighting.
[ Television plays softly ]
Why are you still wearing your bathing suit?
It's summer. It's hot.
Let's play a game.
I thought you wanted to watch TV.
I did, but now I'm bored.
Dare.
Like truth or dare?
Like what?
It could be anything.
Come on. Use your imagination.
It's just not the kind of game you play with two people.
It's just more fun with a group, you know?
How 'bout checkers?
[ Whispers ] Come on.
Come on.
Come on. Please.
Please. Please.
Come on. Come on.
I love how dark I get during the summer.
Sometimes I get so dark people actually think I'm black.
Shut up. It's true.
[ Waves lapping ]
Do you have any tampons?
No.
Nothing?
I'm kind of irregular, so I don't need them that much.
That's gonna be a big problem once you start having sex.
[ Waves roaring ]
[ Seagulls calling ]
Hey, chiara!
Oh, hey, Sammy. How's your summer been?
- It's going good. You? - Fine.
Do you still work at hall of fame?
Yeah. You should stop by sometime and say hi.
Okay. All right. See ya.
No. He's just some guy I know from my neighborhood.
You sure you never dated him? No. He's a douche.
He'd fuck anything.
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Insects buzzing ]
[ Panting ]
[ Coffee whines ]
[ Yelps ]
[ Yelps louder ]
[ Yelping continues ]
Who was that? Just some girl I was hanging out with.
Who?
Just some girl.
What's her name?
Jessica.
Is she in your grade?
She's in sixth, going into seventh.
We made out.
You did? Yeah.
It was all her idea.
I met a guy.
Cool. Where?
At the beach.
He went down on me.
All right.
It was good, but he needs practice.
So, what are you doing later?
Probably going out.
All right. So, I'll just come over after dinner.
¶¶ [ Humming ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
[ Tool buzzing outside ]
Wanna help?
No.
What else do you have to do today? Stuff.
Like? Stuff.
You used to like to help.
[ Woman on p.A. ] Please exit through the rear door.
[ Man ] You can't get her or whatever.
I was, like, "all right. Watch me."
I walk over to introduce myself.
Bro, this girl is 35 years old.
[ Man #2 ] Thirty-five? Thirty-five.
How'd that go? I didn't think I was gonna get it.
Talked to her about five minutes.
Next thing you know, boom, got her number, and that was it.
Maybe that's cause there was no more alcohol left.
I took a walk to mobil.
And, like, this guy is standing at the window,
and he's taking mad long.
And I'm, like, "hurry the fuck up. I'm trying to get my beer."
He's like, "oh, shut up."
Did you hit him? Yeah. This hand is killing me.
Yeah? Yeah. I knocked him out.
Hi. Hey.
How's it going? Good.
Cool, uh, I was just in the neighborhood. Shopping.
Where do you live?
Gravesend.
And you were shopping around here?
Yeah.
Mmm.
How do I know you again?
The beach.
That's right. You look different.
Yeah.
So, do you go to murrow with chiara? Yeah.
That's a nerdy school, right?
Like, it is and it isn't.
Mm-hmm.
What school do you go to?
Kingsborough.
High school or college?
College.
Um, I should get back to work.
Yeah. Uh, do you have matches?
You know that's bad for you, right?
Yeah.
[ Woman ] Lila, you're late again.
Class started 15 minutes ago. Hurry up and get in there.
¶¶ [ Rap ]
¶ I am the motherfucker rookie of the year ¶
¶ mykki blanco, young Castro ¶
¶ chill ¶
¶ we on that chill tip, real high ¶
¶ we feelin' real loose, real fly ¶
¶ we on that chill tip, real high ¶
¶ we feelin' real loose, real fly ¶
¶ welcome to hell bitches, this is mykki blanco ¶
¶ new world order motherfucker, follow pronto ¶
¶ get in line, nigga your soul is mine, nigga ¶
¶ your scaredy cat pussy motherfuckers can't deliver ¶
¶ maybe she born with it maybe it was maybelline ¶
¶ all white blanco give your heathen ass a christening ¶
¶ nigga's so greasy in the daylight, he glistening ¶
¶ "this fag can rap" yeah, they saying that they listening ¶
¶ pissing in the wind at the 4:00 A.M. spot ¶
¶ blazed off the indica a bottle of ciroc ¶
¶ a mouth full of pop chug it in the pay phone ¶
¶ 1-800-loco, motherfuckers y'all can go home ¶
¶ I'm the new rufio y'all ain't know ¶
¶ I pimp slap you bitch niggas with my limp wrist, bro ¶
¶ what the fuck I gotta prove to a room full of dudes ¶
¶ who ain't listening to my words ¶
¶ 'cuz they staring at my shoes ¶
¶ we, we, we make love tonight ¶
¶ in the back of the club, yeah, we feeling all right ¶
¶ lights, lights low this shit feel crazy ¶
¶ low-key loose niggas know we getting wavvy ¶
¶ we getting wavvy, yeah, wavvy, yeah, wavvy ¶
¶ yeah, wavvy, yeah, wavvy, yeah, wavvy ¶
¶ yeah, wavvy, huh, we getting wavvy ¶¶
¶¶ [ rap, faint ]
¶ When I walk through 'hoods, 'cause ¶
I like your hair as it is.
It gets so light in the summer. It's pretty.
I hate it.
¶ Yeah, that's why I'm tryin' to go global ¶
¶ yeah, that's why I'm tryin' to be a mogul ¶
¶ and I'm hopeful that me spittin' it soulful ¶
¶ will have me in the daily postal ¶
¶ flyin' coastal, eatin tofu ¶
¶ like I told you, I know some who trash rappin' ¶
¶ worried 'bout the trendin' fashions ¶¶
[ water splashing ]
So, what's your favorite way to masturbate?
[ Chiara ] What?
What's your favorite way to masturbate?
What? Just tell me.
All right. So, show me. No.
Just show me. No.
Come on. Nope.
No.
Have you ever made out with lila?
I've made out with all my girlfriends but lila.
I think you should make out with lila.
[ Giggles ]
Lila?
No. Thanks.
Why not?
'Cause you could have herpes or something.
Thanks.
I'd rather have herpes than rabies.
Oh.
[ Line ringing ]
You've reached the offices of the president of the United States.
Nah. I'm playing. This is Sammy.
If I call you back, I call you.
If I don't, then, oh well.
It feels so nice.
[ Chiara ] Nice? Really nice.
I really wanna be with you.
Keep going.
Like, I wanna be with you, be with you.
I don't know.
Why?
'Cause you've been with other guys.
[ Chiara ] Three.
Three's a lot when you think about it.
You know, one, two, three.
Is it?
Don't stop.
Why does it bother you?
It doesn't. Just forget it.
[ Clanging, rattling ]
[ Distant shouts, conversation ]
[ Clanging, rattling ]
[ Man shouting, indistinct ]
[ Line ringing ]
Yo. Hey, Sammy?
Yeah. It's lila, chiara's friend.
You forgot your shit here.
Yeah, I... I kind of need them back.
I'm at work. You can swing by and grab them.
Um, can I maybe meet you after work tomorrow?
Look what Patrick got me.
Shh.
Stick your finger in there. They'll suck on it.
No.
They don't have teeth.
You do it and tell me what it feels like.
You're scared of everything.
I'm not, but think what you want.
[ Hinges creaking ]
[ Coffee whining ]
Get on.
Do you get dizzy easy?
No. Uh-huh.
[ Metallic rattling ]
[ Bird calling ]
[ Crickets chirping ]
Boo! [ Laughs ]
Sorry. I was just taking a piss.
Come on. This way.
Do you have a boyfriend?
No.
Chiara's always got boyfriends.
Well, that's different.
Why?
'Cause she's needy.
[ Engine approaching ]
Can I ask you something?
Sure.
Do you want something from me?
What would I want anyways?
[ Wings flapping ]
[ Insects buzzing ]
Oh, fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck. Shit.
[ Dog barking ]
[ Rings doorbell ]
What's chiara doing tonight?
Out with her new boyfriend.
Who's her new boyfriend?
This guy, Patrick.
It's kind of serious. He gave her a promise ring.
It won't last. It might.
It won't.
You're so pessimistic.
I'm not pessimistic, but, trust me, it won't last.
They're in love, so it might.
They're not in love. Yes. They are.
Oh.
No. No. That's right. Discipline the animal.
Hear? Try spanking him.
Like this.
Stop.
¶¶ [ Rock ]
[ Phone beeps ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
[ Beeping ]
¶¶ [ Rock, faint ]
Yo, does your dog like to get high?
I don't know.
What's the dog's name?
Coffee.
What kind of name is that?
You named your dog after a hot fucking beverage?
Ignore them. They're just being dicks.
[ Turns off music ]
[ Moaning and panting ]
[ Moaning continues ]
She's so hot. So hot.
Gross. Why is she rubbing herself like that?
'Cause it gets her off.
Looks painful.
Her titties are kind of perky.
She's got peach titties.
She's got a nice ass.
I remember one time I made a porn.
My ex-girl found the video.
She didn't like it so much.
Punched me in my face.
I still got to keep the porno, though.
I've thought about doing that.
Doing what?
Like, as a career option.
Really?
Yeah, totally. Like, the hours are really good and so is the pay.
And I like sex, a lot. Like, a lot, a lot.
She's not very good. I've seen better.
What's your name again?
Lila.
Lila, why don't you come and put your ass right here?
So I can smack your ass with this paddle...
Till it turns sore.
Turn that white ass red.
[ Smacking paddle ]
[ Moaning continues ]
[ Smack ]
I should go. I have to get up early.
It's the weekend.
Yeah, but, my mom's in the hospital.
Get me a 40.
[ Smacks twice ]
¶ It's the best rap you never heard ¶
¶ that's why I got you hangin' onto every word ¶
¶ I'm just savin' up, imagine the stack ¶
¶ they said our boy Barnes is the savage on the track ¶
¶ that's 'cause it sound like I'm in a battle when I rap ¶
¶ I got a head full of money, pocket full of dreams ¶
¶ Biggs said it best, things ain't always what they seem ¶
¶ in this fake world we live in, things spinnin' it real ¶
¶ show me nice fuckin'... ¶ where do you live?
¶ Either way, don't matter, still spinnin'... ¶
25th ave.
Between what and what?
What and what?
Well, we can't drive up and down your block all night.
Hmm.
¶ Witnesses can't believe ¶
¶ how your mom's, like, I can't believe ¶
¶ they ain't even my plan, that'd kill my seed ¶
¶ please, livin' in the fast Lane, I keep my Lane... ¶¶
under, over, drop.
Drop. Out and...
Out, to the side. Left.
Okay.
Under, over, drop, around, drop, up.
Out, in, left, right, left.
One, two, drop, three and get lower.
Out, in, one, two, three.
And then you jump into line, right.
[ Television plays, softly ]
Can you look at something?
No.
Just look.
I'm sure you're fine.
Just look.
What am I looking for exactly?
Does it look red or irritated?
I-I don't know.
I would do this for you.
I really don't know.
It looks like you've been scratching it.
I have. That's why you're checking if there's anything there.
I'm sure you'll be fine.
[ Wolf whistle ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Laughs ]
[ Distant siren wailing ]
[ Siren wailing ]
What do you think about, you know, keeping things open?
Why?
'Cause you've had all these other experiences.
I'm older. A little, anyway.
Look, I know I want to be with you.
But I can't commit until we're even.
Even? You know what I mean.
No. Say it.
Don't make me say it.
You need some help? You look like you're coming apart.
Okay.
[ Chiara ] Olivia, levia, Rita and Aiden,
please come help light candles 16 through 10.
[ Applause ] ¶¶ realize she's on her way ¶
¶ she's sweet 16 today ¶
¶ [ continues ] ¶
[ chiara ] You never get mad...
Except when I miss my curfew.
You are a pair of angels that supports me in everything I pursue.
You threw me this party in such a spectacular venue,
and you even let me pick the tasty dessert menu.
To say we're always happy would be untrue,
but we stick together and don't need family therapy or glue.
Mom and dad, come help me light candles number three and two.
[ Applause ]
¶ And I'm on that road today ¶
¶ we are finally on the way, 16 today ¶
[ applause ]
[ Chiara ] You are so close to my heart, and I'm totally smitten.
When I see you, my heart pounds and my eyes brighten.
So handsome and gentle, in your arms, my knees weaken.
I hope this moment lasts and never comes undone.
Zach, please help me light the most special on my cake,
candle number one.
¶ [ Continues, indistinct ] ¶
[ applause ]
¶¶ [ Latin ]
¶¶ [ Ballad ]
Is everything okay?
Can I cut in?
Um, I didn't get a chance to talk to you.
My hands are kind of full.
When did you and Patrick break up?
I don't really want to talk about that here.
Can you hold onto this for me?
Wow. You really cleaned up.
I know. What are you doing later?
Writing thank-you cards.
Do you wanna come to a party with me?
No. Please.
Why? [ Boy ] See ya.
Bye. 'Cause I would do it for you.
¶ Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke ¶
¶ eyes Chinese 'cause we smokin' sour diesel ¶
¶ blunts siamese, two of these, you be me, yo ¶
¶ fuck the police though, we smoke it like it legal ¶
¶ seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke ¶
¶ eyes Chinese 'cause we smokin'... ¶
[ chiara ] Bored yet?
It's better than a lot of parties we've been to this summer.
¶ Fuck the police, though... ¶
hey, what's up? I remember you.
You girls need a drink?
It's a party, not a funeral.
It's okay. I'll get it.
What's your name? Chiara.
Devon.
Nice to meet you.
I like the way you sparkle.
You look like a pink disco ball.
¶ You see Mr. young bone, ak, I'm so gone ¶
¶ hoes love me, Jerome, hoes love me, Jerome ¶
¶ sit back, get smacked get stoned... ¶
yo. Hey.
Every time I see you, you look different.
Yeah, I just came from a thing. Chiara's thing.
Right, right, right. Fun? Yeah.
Mmm. Um.
It doesn't work that way.
Whoa. Look at that.
What's that about?
I don't want to lose it. No?
It's kind of over, but I'm just holding onto it.
That's too bad. Um...
here.
¶ Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke ¶
¶ eyes Chinese 'cause we smokin' sour diesel... ¶
¶ 'scuse me, America, I don't do the taxes ¶
¶ I make my money flip stretch, we call it gymnastics ¶
¶ it's fuckin' Friday, I need a nia long ¶
¶ with a nice set of tits and a green thong ¶
¶ me and juicy always smokin', we like cheech Chong ¶
¶ a French bitch pussy, sweet honey dijon ¶
¶ she love the paper, everywhere the cash be ¶ cha-ching!
¶ Now baby girl, pop that pussy like some acne ¶
¶ I must be ballin' 'cause she only fuck with athletes ¶
¶ I'm that d, smokin' purple in a black tee ¶
¶ I love weed, nigga, I got a green thumb ¶
¶ she fuck me, nigga, until she bleed cum ¶
¶ your favorite crew will be on milk carton soon ¶
¶ I'm busting off in the ocean like a harpoon, yeah... ¶
¶ I'm on a road, so alone ¶
¶ you left me cold, hard on the floor ¶
¶ hard to endure Hardy and pure ¶
¶ how are you sure the love was so pure ¶
¶ the sex was outrageous, the way we made love ¶
¶ straight bangin', wakin' up the neighbors ¶
¶ we fucked on weed, we fucked on speed ¶
¶ missionary, baby, scratch my back till it bleed ¶
¶ and you're a beauty, and I'm a beast ¶
¶ but we didn't make Disney rated movie ¶
¶ we made magic, we made havoc ¶
¶ you were my prodigy, the love was my beep status ¶
¶ you were the baddest, above average ¶
¶ the bedroom was a young jizzy ad-lib, yeah ¶
¶ one kiss, I was hammered, yeah ¶
¶ hormones doing backflips ¶
¶ you were down South for so long... ¶
just do it.
I hate being sick.
It'll sober you up.
Ew, it smells so bad.
Oh, gross.
I'm gonna call a car service.
Why? It's early.
I'm not drunk. I'm just hot.
I-I can't.
Open your mouth.
Why? I'll do it.
Why? Open your mouth.
There's puke in your hair.
Get it off me. No. Do it yourself.
[ Devon ] I don't know what you're talking about.
Oh, you wanna go again? Like... I don't understand, man.
Bro, what the fuck?
What about your dick? [ Crowd chuckling ]
Thanks a lot, Devon. Thanks a lot, man.
[ Devon ] I always got you, bro.
¶¶ [ Rap, indistinct ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
[ Hinges squeaking ]
I gotta, gotta be up at 6:00 A.M.
Can you set my alarm?
Am I your mother?
¶ This is outer space ¶
¶ pump up the bass ¶
¶ this is outer space ¶
¶ pump up the bass ¶
¶ this is outer space ¶
¶ pump up the bass ¶
¶¶ [ continues, indistinct ]
[ Clicking ]
[ Alarm trilling ]
[ Urinating ]
[ Alarm continues ]
[ Groans softly ]
Hi.
Where are you going?
Work.
Sucks. Yeah.
[ Clatters ]
[ Clattering ]
- Please don't do that. - I don't mind.
It's my fucking mess.
I said stop it.
[ Footsteps ]
I spent the night with this guy last night.
Who?
He's a friend of a friend. Is he your boyfriend?
No, but it's kind of better than a boyfriend, you know?
No. It's kind of more exciting.
That sounds too exciting.
It's hard to describe.
Are you just getting home?
My dad's gonna kill me.
Maybe you should go.
I will.
What're you gonna tell him?
I don't think I can lie.
That would just make it worse.
If you hear screaming, call the cops.
Shut up.
I'm serious.
Just tell him you were at chiara's, or something.
You're really late. It's really early.
Don't bullshit me. What are you gonna do, punish me?
No. If you don't give a shit, I don't give a shit.
Don't you wanna know where I was? No.
Stop trying to pique my interest.
Chiara's? Nate's?
I was with this guy. Who?
You don't know him. You don't have a guy that I don't know about.
If you did, believe me, I would know.
Hang that up when you take it off.
I don't want to see it crumpled up in the corner of your room.
Please. Fine.
You've reached the offices of the president of the United States.
No, I'm playing. This is Sammy.
If I call you back, I call you. If I don't, then, oh well.
Hi. [ Sammy ] Yo.
I... what do you want?
I called you before.
I'm working. I figured.
What's up? You know.
What? Look, I'd love to hang, but I'm kind of busy.
My dad freaked that I came home so early.
He'll get over it. I hope so.
He will.
Do you mind if I hang here? That's not such a good idea.
¶¶ [ Game ]
I really don't think I could be high enough to pass out,
then fuck you, and not remember it.
We were really drunk. Do you get what I'm saying?
But you have had that happen before, right?
Hi.
Sorry about the other night.
I just didn't want you to do something stupid.
I know.
Did you do something stupid?
I don't know. It's kind of a blur.
How blurry? Did you sleep with him?
I don't know. Maybe.
Is everything okay?
I'm gonna see if I can get you an appointment.
Please don't. No. This is not okay.
You don't know where he's been. Please don't.
I'm sure it's fine.
I'm gonna take out the speculum now,
so I need you to take a deep breath.
It's a bit early for the first pap smear.
We usually don't do them until the patient is sexually active,
or until after the patient turns 21.
At your age, I would recommend...
Um, an hpv vaccine.
Your gown is on backwards.
Can I ask you a few questions? Sure.
Do you smoke? At parties.
How many alcoholic beverages do you consume in a week?
Like 60 ounces a week.
Do you remember to wear your seat belt...
Every time you get into a car or taxi?
I try.
And how often do you menstruate? I don't know.
Monthly? Maybe.
Every two months? Sounds right.
Would you like to be tested for stds? No.
Do you have any history of high blood pressure,
cancer or heart disease in your family?
Yes. Which?
Cancer. Who, and what kind?
Mom. Breast cancer.
At what age was she diagnosed? I don't remember.
Alive or deceased?
Deceased.
I would like you to consider participating...
In a surveillance program at some point in the next few years.
Are there any questions I can answer for you today...
About your personal or sexual health?
Lila, is there a reason you came in today...
For emergency contraception?
I think the nurse made a mistake.
[ Clattering ]
You've reached the offices of the president of the United States.
No, I'm playing. This is Sammy.
If I call you back, I call you. If I don't, then, oh well.
[ Doorbell rings ]
[ Basketball announcer indistinct ]
What are you doing here?
What do you think she's doing here?
Your mom let me in.
I think she's here 'cause she wants your dick.
She can suck my dick.
You never shower. She don't want...
Your smelly little stinky dick.
[ Chuckling ] I think she wants to suck all our dicks.
[ Basketball continues ]
She only likes to pretend to suck your dick.
I'll do it.
[ Basketball continues ]
It's gonna be a little hard to do standing up.
Go on.
Come on, puppy, sit. Sit. [ Kissing sounds ]
Did you decide who you're gonna do first?
Pick me.
[ Basketball continues ]
[ Boys snickering ]
Do you like it?
Do you like my dick?
[ Basketball continues ]
It doesn't like you.
What do you want?
What's wrong?
Oh, come on. What's wrong?
[ Waves lapping ]
¶¶ [ Music box ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
[ Waves roaring ]
[ People murmuring ]
¶¶ [ Electronic marimba riff ]
¶ I'm the motherfuckin' rookie of the year ¶
¶ mykki blanco, young Castro ¶
[ chuckling ] ¶ killer ¶
¶ we on that chill tip, real high ¶
¶ we feelin' real loose, real fly ¶
¶ we on that chill tip, real high ¶
¶ we feelin' real loose, real fly ¶
¶ welcome to hell, bitches, this is mykki blanco ¶
¶ new world order motherfucker, follow pronto ¶
¶ get in line, nigga, your soul is mine, nigga ¶
¶ you scaredy cat pussy motherfuckers can't deliver ¶
¶ maybe she born with it, maybe it was maybelline ¶
¶ all white blanco give your heathen ass a christening ¶
¶ nigga's so greasy in the daylight, he glistenin' ¶
¶ "oh, this fag can rap," yeah, they saying that they listening ¶
¶ pissing in the wind at the 4:00 A.M. spot ¶
¶ blazed off the indica, a bottle of ciroc, a mouth full of pop ¶
¶ chug it in the pay phone, 1-800-loco ¶
¶ motherfuckers y'all can go home, I'm the new rufio ¶
¶ y'all ain't know I pimp slap you bitch niggas with my limp wrist, bro ¶
¶ what the fuck I gotta prove to a room full of dudes ¶
¶ who ain't listening to my words 'cause they staring at my shoes ¶
¶ we-we-we make love to the night ¶
¶ in the back of the club, yeah, we feeling all right ¶
¶ the lights, the lights low, this shit feel crazy ¶
¶ low-key loose niggas know we gettin' wavvy ¶
¶ we getting wavvy, yeah, wavvy, yeah, wavvy ¶
¶ we getting wavvy, yeah, wavvy yeah, wavvy ¶
¶ we getting wavvy, yeah wavvy, yeah, wavvy ¶
¶ we getting wavvy, we getting wavvy, yeah, wavvy ¶¶
¶¶ [ hip-hop ]
Yeah.
¶ Yeah, you remember back in the days ¶
¶ when we used to rock waves and shit? ¶
¶ when, like, yo, I had the fucking 360, my nigga ¶
¶ like, nobody in the hood was fucking with my shit ¶
¶ and that's real shit ¶
¶ uh, since nine five, mama been working nine five ¶
¶ and I know the landlord fed up with our lies ¶
¶ so we pray to the gods, the jahs and the allahs ¶
¶ to keep us safe and watch our lives ¶
¶ 'cause all we tryin' to do is do good ¶
¶ put on my hood when I walk through hoods ¶
¶ 'cause these niggas these days is loco ¶
¶ you'll get it in ya vocals if you ain't a local ¶
¶ yeah, that's why I'm tryin' to go global ¶
¶ yeah, that's why I'm tryin' to be a mogul ¶
¶ and I'm hopeful that me spittin' it soulful ¶
¶ will have me in the daily postal ¶
¶ flying coastal, eatin' tofu ¶
¶ like I told you, I know niggas who trash rappin' ¶
¶ worried about the trendin' fashions ¶
¶ rather than descendin' passion ¶
¶ they want me send 'em tracks, but I just send 'em laughin' ¶
¶ right after I start laughin' ¶
¶ they start askin' what happened ¶
¶ I'm back to the chapter ¶
¶ mama told me follow dreams and never have to answer to ¶
¶ so that's what I do, became an mc master ¶
¶ since then it's been a disaster ¶
¶ for you and your favorite rapper ¶
¶ go ahead, ask 'em "who is Joey bad?" ¶
¶ watch 'em gasp, asthma, damn, it's so sad ¶
¶ he paused the chatter 'cause he know he rather back up ¶
¶ than to admit the kid is hotter than magma ¶
¶ but fuck it, you gotta give credit where it's due ¶
¶ 'cause you ain't gon' like the karma ¶
¶ when it's set up on you, it can get you on your medical ¶
¶ fuck you up in the decimals ¶
¶ or get you two to three ¶
¶ for residue found in your retinal ¶
¶ uh, and they told me not to be so complex ¶
¶ dumb it down to accomplish articles in complex ¶
¶ and the source, Alfredo, of course ¶
¶ there I go again, steppin' out of line, runnin' off course ¶
¶ I heard reports that it's like sexual intercourse ¶
¶ with your thoughts when I talk ¶
¶ about the shoes in which I walk ¶
¶ for it is not faux nor false that this kid from the north ¶
¶ speaks with forced supports of reinforced assaults ¶
¶ I'm sure by now you can assume he never lost ¶
¶ unless it was some form of divorce, or a corpse ¶
¶ born boss, no days off, child labor ¶
¶ let me see those in favor ¶
¶ to spin that back like tornadoes ¶
¶ [ 2pac ] Yeah. Go ahead ¶
¶ what rap audience ain't ready for is a real person ¶
¶ you know what I wanna say, a real n-I-g-g-a ¶
¶ I'm comin' at 'em a hundred percent real ¶
¶ I ain't compromisin' nothin' ¶
¶ anybody that talk about me got problems ¶
¶ you know what I'm sayin'? I'm comin' straight up ¶
¶ like if I'm a street person ¶
¶ that's how I'm comin' at the whole world ¶
¶ and I'm bein' real about it ¶
¶ and I'm gon' grow wit' my music ¶
¶ [ Joey ] Yeah, but it's far from over ¶
¶ won't stop till I meet hova and my mama's in a rover ¶
¶ till I'm an owner of the world's finest motors ¶
¶ I blow like supernovas in your daughter room on a poster ¶
¶ known as history's biggest musical composer ¶
¶ no disrespect to Bob mar, yeah, another stoner ¶
¶ marijuana my odor, and when I get older ¶
¶ hope my spermatozoa from my scrotum meets a sexy ovum ¶
¶ like three times, have three kids ¶
¶ I hope me and my wife can show 'em ¶
¶ not to make the same mistakes you know that we did ¶
¶ I hope they acknowledge the knowledge ¶
¶ 'cause yeah, they gon' need it ¶
¶ 'cause when my family tried to tell me ¶
¶ I just wouldn't receive it, couldn't believe it ¶
¶ till I saw with my own pupils ¶
¶ felt bad when I learned that the advice was truly useful ¶
¶ but fuck it, only made us as human beings more mutual ¶
¶ even though over time ¶
¶ our punishments, they grew more crucial ¶
¶ so use the word "brutal," 'cause my parents mad strict ¶
¶ hope one day I'll attract the likes of even madlib ¶
¶ go call the mansion and hear my songs mastered ¶
¶ until then, all I can do is imagine ¶
¶ imagine ¶
¶ I'm gon' make it all happen ¶¶
yeah. It's all right.