All language subtitles for All The Queens Men s04e11 Smoke And Mirrors.eng

She had me kidnapped
and sodomized.

[Doc] Previously on
All the Queens Men.

If I testify against Madam,
I get full immunity?

Yup.

We just need to get a search
warrant for Madam's basement.

I'll go ahead and get
a warrant immediately.

Oh shit, they're here.

Don't you move...

[grunting] Ah! Shit!

Thought you got
that solo tonight?

I did.

So I guess you ain't gonna dance
in the solo.

What are we gonna do about Lola?

As soon as she gets off
the stand, her ass is done.

[hip hop music]

[knocking on door]

Finally.

And they better not forgot
my hot sauce.

Okay, I'm coming, I'm coming.

Oh, my bad.

-Hello?
-Thought you was the guard.

Got some fresh towels.
How are you?

What a wonderful day
we're having.

[Trouble] Thank you.
Yes.

[Trouble chuckles]

Told you not to open the door.

-He's bringing in the towels.
-Fresh towels.

Go wash your hands,
nasty motherfucker.

Stay inside.
I won't warn you again.

Okay, fine. Damn.

Excuse me, sir.

You guys have a wonderful day.

-Thank you, sir.
-You're quite welcome.

Fresh towels.

[theme music]

? Yeah, yeah, yeah ?

? They know not to play with me
They know I get it started ?

? Ask me will I take it easy
Told them that it's harder ?

? Ask me will I quit
Oh no, sir, I beg your pardon ?

? They're saying
that it's light?

? But I turn this bitch
to darkness?

? [The sun] It go up,
we don't play around ?

? I won't play
'bout my dinero [dinero]?

? Got some gangstas
in the cut now [cut now]?

? And they doing
what I say so ?

No one deserves this,
especially Cole.

I mean, he has a wife and a kid.

What happened to him?

Look for yourself,
but let me warn you.

Whatever you think it is,
it's probably worse.

-Oh, my God.
-I told you.

How did...

How does this even...
person even...

Not a person.

She's not a person.
She's a monster.

You know, she is in a league
of her own,

and she was clearly sending us
a message.

Are you sure that that's Madam?

We've got eyes on her.

Who else would it be?

You know as well as I do
that if she wants something,

then she'll have somebody else
do it for her.

I know you had something to-

Oh, shit.
Y'all already know what to do.

You stand up when you talk
to the queen.

What were you gonna say?

I know that you had something
to do with Cole's death.

Who the fuck is Cole?

Casanova.

And I know that you did this
to him.

Damn.

I didn't know such a thing,
but...

whoever did is very
fucking clever.

He just has a dead rat stuck
in his mouth for no reason, huh?

I have no clue what he likes
to do in his spare time.

Or what y'all fuckers do or
put rodents when you're bored.

[indistinct murmuring]

[music]

[groaning]

The cartilage in your knee is
deteriorating.

[Babyface] Okay, well,
can you un-deteriorate it?

I don't care what it takes.

Well, what it takes is rest
and patience.

I don't have time for either,
okay?

Can you give me a pill or
something?

There is a cortisone shot
I can administer, but...

You risk doing
irreparable damage

to your tibiofemural joint

if you continue dancing
on the debilitated knee.

I don't... What?

Listen, I don't know half
the shit you just said, okay?

Can you just give me the shot?

Okay.

Look, I'll give you the shot.

Just know that while
it might take away the pain,

it will not take away
the problem.

This isn't a long-term solution.

[gasps] Ah.

Fuck.

There you go.

My knee would be good as new?

[Dr. Hall scoffs]

At least it won't hurt as bad.

Hey. Hey there, handsome.

It's me, Nyema.

I know that.

A face like yours is hard
to forget.

I'm surprised
you're still talking to me

after how I acted
at Eden the other night.

That's really not like me.

Look, it's all good.
You know what I mean?

That stuff happens in clubs.

Everybody have a little
wild night from time to time.

You know what I mean?
You had a good time, though?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

Right. But like I said,
that's so not like me.

And I actually was hoping
I'd run into you again.

I wanted to ask you something
about that night.

Oh, yeah? What's up?

Have you guys had any incidents

with your bartenders
at the club?

Incidents?
What kind of incidents?

I think the bartender might
have slipped something

in my drink.

Not that I know of.

I ain't never heard no shit
like that go down at Eden.

But I'll look into it and
let you know what I find out.

-You will?
-Yeah, for sure.

Anything for your
little sexy self!

[Nyema chuckles nervously]

Thanks, Doc.

For sure. For sure.

How do I get a hold of you
to find out what you find out?

Put your number on my phone.

[chuckles] OK.

I'll be waiting for your call.

All right.

She has a torture room
in her club's basement.

And how do you know this?

I experienced it firsthand
while working undercover.

Can you be more specific?

She tied me up.
She hung me upside down.

It was dark and cold.

I was scared.

She didn't care.

She just kept torturing me.

[Rodds] I'm so sorry that
that happened to you.

And I appreciate your courage
in the face of danger.

Thank you.

Did you find anything else while
you were investigating the club?

Yes.

There were copious amounts
of blood on her basement walls.

[gallery exclaiming]

And how did you come
to find this?

Well, during the course
of my investigation,

I sprayed Luminol on the areas
of question.

Luminol is a chemical agent you
spray on surfaces

when trying to find traces
of blood evidence.

It glows under fluorescent
lights.

And Madam's basement lit up like
a Christmas tree.

Destroy this bitch.

[music]

What you doing?

What does
it look like I'm doing?

I'm sitting on the couch.

Yeah. I thought we were, um...

that we going to hit the gym.

I don't really feel like it.

All right.

You OK?

I'm just feeling kind of blah.

Good. Good.

You don't think you want
to do a little cardio?

You know what I mean?
It always kind of help me out.

Is that what you want?

Some little gym rat

who's going to run
on the treadmill with you,

and lift weights,
and count macros.

Well, I'm not her. Sorry!!!

Yo, hey, Dime. Who is her?

Oh, don't act like you don't
know.

No, Dime.
What are you talking about?

There is no her.

I only want you.

OK?

You mean it?

Baby. Yeah. Yo, hey.

I love you. Right?

I only want you.

OK. Fine.

OK.

I'll put
on some workout clothes,

and I'll go to the gym with you.

All right. Bet.

Hey, hey, but you...

you ain't got to do nothing
you don't want to do, okay?

No. I want to go.

I need to see who this bitch is.

Wha...

Uh, all right...

Mrs. Wilmont.

You claim Ms. Deville
tied you up

and hung you upside down.

Is that your definition
of torture?

Well, yes. Yes, it is.

Ah, that's interesting.

Did she cut you?

Beat you?

No.

She made me answer questions.

She made you answer questions?

Well, I'm making you answer
questions.

Am I torturing you?

[Rodds] Objection, Your Honor.
Badgering the witness.

That's not the same thing.
You're not threatening my life.

[Judge Walters] Sustained.

Tread lightly, Mr. Lovett.

Yes, Your Honor.

Mrs. Wilmont, you claim
that you sprayed Luminol

in Miss Deville's basement
and found blood evidence.

But isn't it true
that when Atlanta PD

investigated your claim,
they found nothing?

Well?

They did not.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

[Lola] You know, she's not
who she's pretending to be.

She's a bad person.

[Judge Walters] That's all,
Ms. Wilmont. You may step down.

No, you don't understand.
She's evil.

I did find blood on the walls
of her basement.

I don't know how she got rid
of it,

but I did find it. I did.

Ms. Wilmont, one more outburst
and I will hold you in contempt.

Now, we're gonna take a short
recess.

And when we come back,

I don't want any more
disturbances in my courtroom.

[Madam] Where the fuck is she
going?

She didn't say.

Go follow her.

What about you, Madam?

Nigga, I'm in the courtroom.

What the fuck is gonna happen
to me?

Go follow her.

[music]

Hey, yo, I had an 11 o'clock.
What's up?

Your son said you wasn't gonna
make it.

My what?

What's good, pops?

Thought 11:00 was too early
for you.

Don't people your age like
to sleep in? [chuckles]

Hey, how you gonna let somebody
come up in here

and take my shit?

Hey, hey, hey.

You might want to calm down,
'Face.

Remember, your blood pressure.

[Harry] Hey, man, sorry.

I'm not trying to get in the
middle of y'all family shit.

This nigga's not my family.

True.

You're just a sperm donor.

-Hey, say that shit again-
-Hey, hey, hey.

Not in my shop.

I'm gonna deal with you later.

[Quincy chuckles]

Get out
with your fucked-up hairline.

Oh, Madam.

Hey. You okay?

You look stressed.

Look relaxed, okay?

You don't
have to worry about me.

I understand why you said
what you said in court today.

I don't know what to say.

Well, you said enough.

Listen, Madam, I just want-

Calm down.

It's fine.
Do not explain yourself.

I get it.

People do what they feel like
is the right thing, right?

That's what you did?
That's what most people do.

We do what we feel is right
in the moment.

Yeah, you're right.

Hey, Madam, can we talk?

Yeah.

[whispering]
What are you doing?

What?

I was just having
a little conversation.

Which is exactly what
you shouldn't be doing

with a witness.

Oh, shit, I know her.
We go way back.

I knew her when
her name was Shemika.

[music]

Madam's not gonna like this.

Would you like to discuss

the elephant in the room,
Belinda?

What were you thinking when you
turned that ball gun on me?

I'm a trained killer.

It's sometimes hard to turn
it off.

How are you navigating
that as a civilian?

Like I said,

it's hard to turn it off.

So would you say

it's more like you're
on autopilot?

Something like that.

Belinda, that's not healthy.

When you don't stop to think
about your actions

or process what those actions
may do to affect you,

you miss out on a vital
opportunity

to make a different choice.

You won't understand.

I don't know any other way
to be.

I was trained in the military...

to take orders,

protect the ones that I love.

Sometimes I do things
that I regret.

Are there some things
that you regret

that you might want to share?

No.

Okay. So...

you're fine?

Okay.

Then why are you here?

If everything is fine
and your life is great,

then why do you need my help?

You know what?

Maybe I don't.

Fuck this shit.

Are you sure this is it?

Yeah.

I'm sure.

All right, look.

We could wait 'em out,

or we could rush in
and take them.

It's up to you.

Look, that's them right there.

Hey, jackass, get out
of the way.

I got somewhere to be.

Before we have a conversation...

Ms. Phillips,

on that particular night
that you visited the club,

please tell
the court what happened to you.

Madam brought me on stage.

And in front of everyone,
she punched me in the nose.

Did you sustain any injuries?

My nose wouldn't stop bleeding.

So I drove myself
to the hospital.

They did some X-rays,
and they told me it was broken.

Now I have a deviated septum

that's caused me
multiple health problems.

What kind of health problems?

I have sleep apnea
and spontaneous bleeding.

And every time I think about
that night,

I get heart palpitations.

So, because of that incident,
you've experienced PTSD.

-[Keisha] Yes, I have.
-Objection, Your Honor.

Leading the witness.

[Judge Walters] Sustained.

[Rodds] I'll rephrase.

Ms. Phillips, before
that incident at Eden,

had you ever experienced heart
palpitations?

No, never.

It all started after shepunched
me in the nose.

[Rodds] Nothing further.

Ms. Phillips,

you claim you suffered
a broken nose

at the hands of my client.

Did you file assault charges?

Well, no.

Did you sue
for your hospital cost?

No.

So you didn't file charges,
and you didn't sue.

Yet you want the jury
to believe you were outraged

at this alleged broken nose?

Yeah...

She embarrassed me in front
of everybody.

Yet you took no action?

I know I would be livid if
someone actually broke my nose.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

[whispers]
That was good.

[hip hop beats]

This is nonsense.
Yeah, it was a little crazy.

-[laughing] It was.
-Yeah.

You know what's crazy
is that, uh,

Miles told me you was
at the club the other night.

I see you did.

Yeah, I didn't stay long.

Couldn't really take all that.

It's a little too vulgar for me.

Oh.

Well, I didn't know what I did
was considered vulgar.

Oh, no, honey,
I'm not calling you vulgar.

I just never thought I'd see you
take your clothes off

for money.

I didn't raise you like that.

Oh.

You raised me, and I ended up
in prison for nine years.

Do you actually know how hard
it is to get work as an ex-con?

Probably not.

See, Madam
actually gave me a chance

that many people probably
wouldn't have.

You know?

Well...

I own Mattie B's now, so...

I could offer you
an alternative.

I mean, would you...

want to come work here?

And do what?

Work here and sling hash
like the niggas in the back?

Cook sling hash.

All right? You're my son.

You'd be the manager.

Or you could grow the place.
You could...

You could make
it into a franchise.

It's definitely something
that's more dignified.

Dignified and still working
for somebody else.

Why not just keep working
at Eden

for someone who was
actually there for me?

All right.

I just...

I was just throwing it out
there.

Just something for you
to think about.

I'll see what I'll think about
it.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

Okay. Um...

Oh we have
lobster-mac and cheese today.

You hungry?

No. I kinda lost my appetite.

Yeah. I'm outta here.

-Amp.
-Yes.

Please. Please don't go.

You know, I think, um...

I'm pretty done
with this conversation.

And maybe we could pick
it up when you decide to stop

judging my life
and actually just...

...just be in it.

-Amp...
-I'ma go.

State your name for the record,
please.

Uh, Lester Michael Tenenbaum.

And, Mr. Tenenbaum,
what do you do?

I'm an engineer of sorts.

I create custom-made specialty
devices for various clients.

And how do you know
the defendant?

Uh, Ms. Deville asked me to
build a guillotine for her.

But the craftsmanship
is nowhere near as good as mine.

Mr. Tenenbaum, was the device
that you built for Ms. Deville

similar to this one?

Yes.

[Rodds] And what
is this device used for?

To cut off someone's head.

[gallery exclaiming]

Mr. Tenenbaum,
could you please tell the court

a little bit
more about this device?

Well, the, um...

The guillotine became popular

during the French Revolution's
reign of terror.

The weighted and angled blade
suspended at the top made

for a quicker and cleaner death
at public beheadings.

And there were plenty
of them during that time.

But that was the 18th century.

Why would anyone need a barbaric
device like this today?

Objection.

Your Honor,
calls for speculation.

[Judge Walters] Sustained.

Mr. Tenenbaum, I have here
a sand doll.

Would you mind giving us
an execution demonstration

of the guillotine using
this doll?

Objection, Your Honor.

This is not third-grade
show-and-tell.

Your Honor, Mr. Tenenbaum
is an expert witness.

I am merely trying to
show the court

how a device such
as this is might be used today.

-Overruled.
-[Lovett] Your Honor-

Mr. Tenenbaum?

[dramatic music]

Well, the victim is placed here.

[indistinct murmuring]

The rope is released.

And...

[gallery exclaiming]

Order! Order in the court!

I'm sorry about
the outburst earlier.

Can I sit down?

Of course.
I'm so glad you came back.

I knew if I didn't come back...

I wouldn't get better.

And maybe I pushed you too hard.

And if that's the case,
I'm so sorry.

No.

I don't have much patience.

The important thing
is that you're here now.

So...

is there anything in particular
that you'd like to discuss?

I've done some things

that I'm not very proud of.

Go on.

This, uh, doctor-patient
confidentiality thing means you,

you can't repeat what I say
here, right?

I am legally and ethically bound
not to tell anyone what happens

in our sessions unless
you're going to commit a crime.

What if I have I already
committed one?

No notes.

These are just
my personal notes.

No one else can see them.

This is a safe space, okay?

Feel free to say anything
that you want to say.

I killed my girlfriend.

[music]

You don't fucking see me, huh?
Huh?

You fuckin' right?
Let me ask you something.

Where do you want me to put
the bullet when it's homecoming?

In your head? Or in your chest?

Think hard.

Because that's the only fucking
mercy you're gonna get from me.

Hey, man, we need
to wrap this up for later.

I can't be late for work again.
Madam docked me last time,

and I can't afford
to lose any more money.

-We can't just leave them here.
-They gonna be all right.

I tied them up real good.

I think it's a bad idea.

Look, we can take care
of them when we get back.

Let them sit and think about
what they've done.

I don't know.

Look, you want to deal
with them?

Or you want to deal with Madam
for showing up late?

Right.

You thought that shit was funny
this morning, huh?

Shit, I thought
it was pretty fucking hilarious.

I'm just getting started.

What the fuck
is you talking about?

As I said, Dad, I'm gonna take
everything from you.

Then you can see how
me and Mom live.

Maybe then you'll probably
remember her fucking name.

So I see you two have come
to an understanding.

Yeah.

We understand each other well.

Yup.

We understand each other
perfectly.

Good.

How's your knee doing, 'Face?

-Good as new.
-All right.

Get to the locker room.

Roll call. Ten.

Yes, ma'am.

[knocking on door]
What?

I'm sorry to bother you, Madam.
You got a second?

Yeah. Come here, Smoke.

I just wanted to say thank you.

Thank you for giving
me steady work.

Ever since I got put out
of Special Forces,

things have been a little slow.

But this...[chuckles]

This has been fun.

Fun?

[Madam chuckles]

I have never had anyone describe
working for me as fun.

But you're welcome.

Now look, I don't mean
to seem ungrateful,

but what's the status
on that last project I gave you?

Oh, you're talking about
with Trouble?

Yes.

I couldn't get
to her like I wanted to.

Too many cops around.

All with M4 carbines.

Damn it.

I probably could have took
the cops out too,

but I didn't know if you wanted
that type of heat.

You know, so I wanted to consult
with you first

before I made my move.

You're right.

No, I do not need that kind
of heat right now.

Stand down on Trouble.

But you can take care
of that other bitch, Lola.

Lola?

The GBI agent?

-That's the one.
-Okay.

I can do that tonight.

-Can you?
-Indeed.

Make sure that bitch knows

how wrong she was
to double-cross me.

Oh, for sure.

I got you.

Make sure you enjoy this shit.

[Smoke laughs]

See, this is why I love
working for you.

This is why I love working
for you.

I got something for her ass.

All right. You have a great day.

You too. You have fun tonight.

Fun it will be.

[crowd cheering]

Yo, Dime, I got the music
for tonight.

Yo.

Do you hear me?

Mm-hmm. I hear you.

Yo, you ignoring me?

I said I heard you.

Yo, what's wrong with you?

What's wrong with me?

You're the one who treats Quincy
rude as shit

and you asking
what's wrong with me?

Look, I found out about
that nigga

around
the same time y'all did, aight?

How you gonna be mad at me
because I ain't playing catch

with the little nigga?

Look, miss
me with that bullshit.

That's easy for you
to say when you can just

stick your dick in something
and walk away.

Even animals don't abandon their
babies.

What am I supposed to do? Hmm?

Just get out my face, okay?

I got the music.

[music playing]

? Shorty, light-skin,
tatted, ass fat ?

? I need your number,
and that's that ?

? I need your number,
and that's that ?

? Black hair, bob ?

? Nice teeth, smile ?

? I like it, style ?

? I like it, uh ?

? Shorty, light-skin,
tatted, ass fat ?

? I need your number,
and that's that [that's that] ?

? I need your number,
and that's that ?

? Black hair, bob, nice teeth,
smile, I like it, style ?

? I like it, style ?

? Baby, we can
take it all away fast whips ?

? Cash chips, ask Chris, yeah,
you know I got it bad bitch ?

? Mad thick, high fashion
I don't need a stylist ?

? I'm him. Get you there,
I can fly you in ?

? Bad bitches,
they be eyeing him ?

? Heard I be
with smokin' niggas ?

? Shake it

? Talk that shit
you was talkin' ?

? Hit it from the back
with a arching ?

? Have her leavin'
with a limp when she walkin' ?

? I don't care if she light skin
or dark skin [I don't care] ?

? Pussy watery, slippery,
caution, had to murder it, ?

? Put it in a coffin
"Chris, I love you," ?

? I hear that so often ?

? Shorty, light skin,
tatted, ass fat ?

? I need your number
and that's that [that's that] ?

? I need your number
and that's that ?

? Black hair, bob,
nice teeth, smile, I like it ?

? Style, I like it, uh shorty,
light skin, tatted, ass fat ?

? I need your number
and that's that ?

? I need your number
and that's that ?

? Huh, black hair, bob ?

? Nice teeth, smile
I like it, style ?

? I like it, style.
I ain't goin'...?

[crowd cheering]

Y'all have a good night.
That was fun.

[music]

[muffled scream]

[music]

[sighs]

You busy, Madam?

Come in. Never too busy
for you, what's up?

I followed Blue like you
asked me to.

And?

What did you find?

Blue might
have turned state's evidence.

What the fuck did you just say?

I'm not sure, Madam, but...

I followed Blue into a building.

When I looked at the directory,

it had a criminal defense
attorney's office in there.

Okay.

Were there any other offices
on that directory?

Yes, Madam.

All right, then.

She could have been going
to any office in the building.

Yeah.

But what if I'm right?

What if she did go see
a defense attorney?

What if you're wrong, Tommy?

And she just went
and saw a regular lawyer?

Then why would she be keeping
it a secret?

Why wouldn't Blue tell me she
was going to see a lawyer?

I can only think of one reason.

She turned state's evidence.

You really think that Blue,

of all fucking people,
would flip on me?

Madam, we can't take any chances
right now.

Your freedom's at stake.

Nigga, I know what I'm up
against, okay?

Look, Madam.

If you need me to take Blue out,

I can have it done
before the morning.

And don't worry about security
detail.

I can handle it on my own.
You don't need her

or any of that mean energy
around you anyway.

Relax. Okay?

Stop jumping to conclusions.

Let me talk to her.

[sighs] Fuck.

You guys been following
the trial, right?

Hell yeah, nigga.
That's my aunt, bro.

It's not looking too good
for her.

Hey, don't say that,
bro, all right?

Yeah, I heard the guy
on the stand

made
a whole guillotine for Madam.

Guillotine?

I ain't heard that word
since the eighth grade.

I'm surprised your ass can think
back that far.

But damn, is Madam really about
that life?

I suggest you stop asking
questions.

That you really don't want
the answer to.

And when your ass get
on that stand,

just act like you don't know
what the fuck going on.

Right.
I ain't saying shit outside

of what Madam lawyer
told us to say.

Got it, got it.

Look for the sake of Madam-
hell, and our jobs,

let's just hope she get out
of this shit free

and clear, bro.

You know what I mean?

Midnight.

Your little friend.

She said her name is Renee?
She's at the back door.

What she want?

Nigga, do I look like
your assistant?

All right. All right.

Good night.

[upbeat jazz music]

What are you gonna do to me?

Agent Lola, you're a pig,
aren't you?

And you know I like
to tenderize my pigs.

Keep them real tender and juicy.

That's how I like it.

Please don't do this.

Look, I'll do whatever you want.
I promise you.

There's nothing you can do
for me.

Ain't shit you can give me.
Now let me ask you something.

How you like your ribs
and your pork chop?

You know, I like mine's
with that tater salad.

Oh, that tater.
Now that's some good eating.

Oh my God. Are you gonna eat me?

Ha! No, I'm not gonna eat you.

I'm not Hannibal Lecter.
I'm not a cannibal.

What type
of monster do you think I am?

Now, as I was asking,
what part of the pig you like?

Shit, I don't fucking know!

My, my, my.

Things would have been
so much different if you'd

have said that on the stand

instead
of testifying against Madam.

This day would
have been totally different.

Please don't do this.
I'll do whatever you want.

I promise you.
What do you want from me?

Right now, I want you to shut
the fuck up.

Okay?

You know, that's the problem.

Everybody wants heaven.
Nobody wants dead.

Well, you're gonna die, bitch.

No, no, no.
Please, please don't do this.

I want you to see

what a double-crossing bitch
look like

before she die.

-Look.
-No, please...

No, no, no. It's okay. Look.

Look at that.

Look at that.

You look so pretty.

Aw.

It's okay.

At least you got your eyebrows
done before you died.

No.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

[screams]
[festive waltz plays]

[screams]
Stop! Stop!

[screams]

Stop! [sobs]

Please! Please! Stop!

Stop! Stop! Please.

Please! Please stop!

[Lola crying and screaming]

You know, I know I said I liked
the pork chops and the ribs,

but I do not like chitlins
with potato salad.

[screams]

What do you want,
and what are you doing here?

I'm at work.

I missed you.

What's going on
with that bullshit?

No, really.

I mean, like, don't you miss me?

What's wrong with me?

Why don't you want to be
in a relationship with me?

I already told you before,

this ain't got nothing to do
with you.

I don't want to be
in a relationship with nobody.

But we're so good together.

It is what it is.

I don't know what you want
me to say.

Fine then.

Have it your way.
But you'll be sorry.

-Nah, I'll be fine.
-Are you?

So I wonder if
the cops will find this spot.

[on recording] No, no!
No, please!

Shit, some motherfucking cops.

You better be careful.
There's cameras everywhere.

You wouldn't want to be caught
on camera

doing something else
criminal, would you?

Midnight,
you gotta be out there.

Everything all right?

Nah, but it will be.

[music playing]

? Back door ?

? I done sold me 100 peels
out the back door ?

? Young shooter keep
the stick on him like Rambo ?

? Came from the block,
rocks in his sock ?

? Known to keep
him a Glock though ?

? I was on the block
I was every rocks ?

? He was running
from the cops though ?

? Came from the block
I was on the top ?

? They took a loss, though ?

[indistinct lyrics]

[woman grunting]

[crowd screaming]

[gunshots firing]

What the fuck was that?

Madam, it's not safe for you.

What the fuck? Get off of me!

I don't give
a fuck about safe, nigga!

There are a lot
of people out there!

Oh nigga,
get the fuck off of me.

Madam!

? Get the fuck out my way ?

You know what the fuck it is!

Everybody put your shit
in the bag!

[music playing]

[woman screams]

[crowd screaming]

[continued screams]

[music]

[music]

? Not that much time
Wherever you're enterin' ?

? Follow the sign
to [indistinct] ?

? [indistinct] ?

? Came from the trenches,
they shootin' and injurin' ?

? Fuck warmin' benches,
I'm guardin' the center and ?

? Buildin' the fences,
in charge of the system ?

? You're wasting my time
if you're talkin' percentages ?

? No?
Right, right ?

? Why am I actin' so proud? ?

? [indistinct]
I'm stayin' alive ?

? My sellin' these words,
that's how I survive ?

? I look amazin',
I cannot describe ?

? Stamp of approval
is never denied ?

[music]

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