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P-Bird, down by two.

Five seconds left on the buzzer.

They pass the ball to Lonnie J.

He shakes the defendant steps back to the three-point line shoots and swoops

buzzer beater

I don't know what this song is, but turn that shit up!

Two six-packs a bottle of screwdriver and a rolling paper and a lollipop

and a lollipop All

right

pop

I thought you'd be dead by now.

Well... The fresher the better.

Lights out.

All the bullets in our gun in front of everyone we can try to

make up our lives to make us feel better for

misunderstanding.

Maybe your soul, maybe your soul is something like my soul.

We all suffer in the past, but nothing ever lasts forever.

Maybe we can pray together.

See, I too am your God and mine.

All the same. All

the same.

Yeah,

I'll see you when you get back.

Maybe you're God.

Maybe you're God. Something like my God. Like my God. So in this God.

All the bullets in our gun in front of everyone we can try to make

up our lives to make us feel better for misunderstanding.

You served three tours in Iraq, decorated with a Purple Heart, Medal of

Valor. Come home, you're sentenced to two years of assault and battery.

Assault and battery for stopping my neighbor from getting whipped on by her

drunk husband.

You put that man in a coma, son.

You got another year for breaking an inmate's jaw.

He was a bully.

And what are you, some type of hero?

No, I'm far from that.

All right.

On one page of your file, it states you're smart.

Reading comprehension, vocabulary, math on a high level.

Another page that says you've got a temper.

Problems with anger management.

I've been working on it.

And thanks to overcrowded jails, your last year of good behavior, and your

decorated military service, let you out with five years parole.

So you're stuck here under my supervision with no address.

I'm gonna have to send you to a halfway house.

What about Ohio?

I got family in Ohio, man.

Here,

I don't got no one or nowhere to go.

I fought for my country.

I don't belong in no cage.

You know, I served a tour in Kuwait.

Most of us, we need you coming home.

Some of us got lucky getting law enforcement.

Most of us ended up on the street, but that does not excuse criminal activity.

It doesn't erase the fact that you are an ex-convict.

But I put in a request for your transfer.

Until then, here's an address for you.

Take this place for traumatized soldiers.

Some people are there for that.

Others are there because they ain't got nobody else to go.

The government already wrote them off.

Yeah, I'll see you when you get back

Hey, yo, who left one spoon of chocolate in the can?

Huh?

Yo, why y'all ain't just finished that shit?

I'm supposed to make chocolate with one spoon. That shit is... Come on, man.

Tired of this shit, man.

One spoon of chocolate will change a whole glass of milk.

That's why the two of you, they're scared of the changes you bring.

One spoon of chocolate will change a whole glass of milk.

One morning, I happened to turn over the salt cellar at breakfast.

I reached for some of it quick as I could to throw over my left shoulder and

keep off the bad luck, but Miss Watson was in ahead of me, crossed me off.

She says, take your hands away, Huckleberry.

What a mess you're always making.

They would have put in a good word for me, but that wasn't going to keep off

the bad luck.

I'm done, kids.

About to call it a night.

Fist bumps.

Good night, good night, good night.

There we go.

Go on.

Mr.

Unique?

You're pretty cool.

Thanks, dude.

So,

grab your things and leave in the morning.

Yeah. I don't know, uh...

what to say or how to thank you, but... No, you want to thank me?

Use your brain, not your brawn.

Don't go out there and get yourself into trouble, because they'd love to put you

so far up in those mountains, even Jesus wouldn't visit you.

Trouble is the last thing on my mind.

Good.

All right, POV.

I pulled a few strings to get that transfer for you.

I believe you got potential, soldier.

Don't let me down.

Pittsburgh, please.

Pittsburgh, please.

Pittsburgh, please.

Must be a convention down there.

Pittsburgh, please.

Thank you.

One-way ticket to Ohio.

the immigrant he makes his way across the border hoping for a better

life when he tries to find it he's

reminded dreams are born to die

his reality kills his fantasy

it's not a comic book like

You want a bump?

I'm good.

Suit yourself.

It's a cool song, though.

Thanks.

I see you're a reader.

I got the perfect book for you, my friend.

Take a look at that one.

Thanks. Now, I sell these for 50 bucks. That's wholesale.

Do that copy for you for 25.

I'm the regional rep for the company. I got a big meeting in Pittsburgh with a

big client.

No, thank you.

Pittsburgh!

Heading on to Ohio, huh?

I'll make you a deal.

I'll give you a copy of this book for free.

You'll hand out some of my business cards for me when you get to Ohio.

Fair exchange.

Thank you. You're welcome.

This country would be a whole lot better if we all lived by that.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Home sweet home, huh?

This used to be Lonnie room, but, you know.

Put most of the stuff in the garage. I didn't really think you would mind the

trophies too much.

Nah, nah.

Come on, cuz, the trophies, that's a good touch right there.

Sure.

You got yourself nails, too.

I was wondering what this was. Like a little gift certificate or something?

Nah, it's more like a welcome home gift.

Welcome home gift.

Yeah, come on.

Yo,

you for real, Rams?

Yeah.

Yo.

I got you.

Hold on, you put my name on the D?

Yeah, man.

Now you always got a home address.

I don't even know how to say thank you, man.

You ain't got to.

We family.

After Mom's passed, me and Lonnie just decided to stay and take care of the

career.

Yo, it's still hard to believe cuz just died on the side of the road like that.

Part of the puzzle is they ain't never find his jacket.

And his keepers, man.

What's your line? What's your line?

What up, Joe?

What y'all up to?

Shit, just reminiscing.

My cousin, Unique, I told you about.

Okay. I see you got the whip on dubs, though, now.

Motherfucker right, homie. Hey, look, Subaru boys say this is the safest car

you can drive.

Yeah, on an empty street.

Call me later, though.

I'll holler.

You want to take it to the court I'm saying we can see you get the last laugh

the one man call me a sword I never been tooken out. I keep emcees looking out.

I'll drop signs like girls be dropping babies

That's what I'm talking about.

Check up.

I don't see how you play ball in your damn 10s. Yeah, that's a New York thing.

We're at 10 seven days a week, 365 a year, baby.

Cross, steal nothing.

Cross, steal nothing.

Bitch told you cuz I cannot win when I'm damn teams

Don't happen that way Hey, you got that

Jesse

Holly, what's up buddies?

We ain't your fucking buddies.

What's the fucking rules around here, Jonesy?

You tell us. What's the rules around here?

Ain't no coons or niggas allowed, boy.

What you say to me, white boy?

I got your nigga right here.

Oh, yeah, you fucking nigga?

What if I come over there and I cut those motherfuckers right off you?

You know what, gentlemen?

We don't want no problems.

I'm gonna walk over here.

I'm gonna get our ball.

We gonna split, all right?

Too late, Coon. You got enough trouble coming now. Hey, hey, whoa.

Hey, guys, look.

My cousin not from here, all right?

He don't know the rules. Chill out.

Since you all are new around here, maybe we'll let y'all slide.

I'm gonna let you Jigaboo motherfuckers go this time.

We'll leave that fucking ball for compensation.

And them Jordans, too.

Yeah, the ball plus those Jordans. And don't let me catch y'all's fucking asses

around here again. Not gonna be the same story.

We can agree not to come back here.

This is a community center.

Open to the public.

Paid for by taxpayers.

Ain't gonna be no compensation.

You don't think I know what that fucking sign says, nigga?

Leave the goddamn ball in your hands or the ones down your fucking pants.

You pick, nigga.

Get him.

Get him.

Come on.

I'm gonna get your nigger fucks.

Fuck! You all right?

Fuck off! We're going to get Jimmy!

You hit him.

Here.

And here.

That way, you don't damage your guts.

That's why Jimmy's the fucking king!

What the fuck happened to y'all bitches?

Jesse, let me see it.

That's definitely broken.

Who the fuck did this?

It was Jones and that fucking black basketball team.

Man, he had this militant-ass nigga I've never seen before, working him on and

shit.

Get Jesse fixed up.

We're gonna find these fucking idiots.

Fuck him up.

Yo, who is that, bro?

I don't know. Just get the door, man.

Yeah.

Is Ramsey in?

Shooky, shooky, something.

It is five... Baby!

You supposed to be taking me to Daddy-O's for all you can eat chicken

wings. Baby, watch out! I'm winning right now!

This is my girl Aretha.

That's her friend Darla.

This is my cousin Unique.

Nice to meet you.

Pleasure's mine.

I promised Aretha I'd take out the dinner.

That's after I finish this round of this game, please.

Do you want to be cuddling with that damn joystick tonight?

Or do you want to cuddle with me?

Oh, that's how y'all doing it?

This is normal?

Where'd you get that from?

From her mom.

Her mom is a freak like that?

No, from her mom's job.

Nah, nah. Her mama is a freak like that, though. She got her daddy whipped.

Just like I got you a clip.

Are we gonna go?

All right, nah, all right.

You gonna let me freshen up for her? Okay.

Is it like this all the time? Oh, yeah.

Yeah, you get used to it.

Sounds like you need some help.

Come on, little boy, go get fresh.

I got four milkshakes right here for y'all. Thank you, thank you.

Me? Pardon my rage.

For you.

And last but not least.

Can I get you guys anything else?

You can get us a different waitress.

At the rude-ass table.

I swear, I can't wait to put this job.

Fuck his cars like him and they're not home wasting my fucking time Jesse No,

I know what a fuck they at they love that friday friday special

What the fuck you guys want? Where the fuck is Jonesy? Man, I don't know.

I haven't seen him. This ain't even the right fucking niggas, man.

Cones are cool.

Chill out. What the fuck y'all got going on?

Hey, bro.

When you see Jonesy, give him this message.

Hey, hold on, bro. What y'all doing, bro? Chill.

What y'all doing, bro?

Shut the fuck up.

Shut the fuck up.

any other kind of music?

Hey, it's my store.

I play what I want to play.

You want that hippity hop hop shit, then go down to Daddy-O's or something.

That's just 50 cent, boy.

Yeah.

Yeah, um, I was actually wondering about that sign in the window.

Yeah, what about it?

Help want it.

I know what it says. I wrote it.

I happen to be looking for a job.

Well, you keep looking.

Come on, boy.

I'm coming.

Now I'm going to need to see some ID.

Come on, Mr. P. We was just in last week, and you still need to see ID?

Boy, you can come in here every minute, every day of the week, and I've still

got to ask you to show me ID.

Well, I do have ID.

Yes, you do.

Yeah.

Thank you.

And Mr.

P, you got some cards.

What kind?

Trojans. Let me get the mags.

There you go.

On my house.

Mr. P.

What you want, boy?

Hand these out to some of your customers, all right?

Oh, how nice of you.

Go, Nick.

Hey,

hey, hey. Nah, no sipping in the whip. You know what's up. Come on.

One sip before you fall. No sipping in the ride.

Give me in the mood quicker

Hey, no. Hey, you just said one sip. Chill out. One more.

One more.

No. Baby, just chill.

Just chill.

They probably want revenge for that fucking scuffle at the rec center.

Scuffle?

What scuffle? They almost tried to kill us out there. We need to call the cops.

Call the cops?

The sheriff is Jimmy's dad, Darla.

Right, yeah, I know, I know.

That's the sheriff's son?

Yeah. Yeah, he gets away with whatever the fuck he wants.

Shit, they just wanted revenge, yo.

Definitely get that shit.

Fucking car.

So it's over then, right?

Yeah, yeah.

Right?

Yeah, it's over.

Jimmy.

What's going on around here tonight?

How's it going?

You get to make a license?

Yeah. It's a fucking cool Ramsey Johnson.

Hey, how did this happen?

We were outside Palago's.

This car just came right at us.

We moved out the way.

What the fuck was that? I don't know!

But they know Josh now.

Just kept fucking going.

Listen, Mrs. Byrne, we're going to get you justice on this, all right?

You sure it was Johnson?

That boy never causes any trouble.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Yeah, it was.

You don't think we know that fucking hootie?

Susky, why don't you take a couple of patrol cars and go to Jones' house and

bring them back to the station?

Yes, sir.

Jesse, sit down.

A man.

I'm too sorry Hey,

I gotta go home I'm gonna stay here with Ramsey

You want me to call you a car?

No, that's okay.

I live just a little ways away across town.

I could use a walk in fresh air.

I could walk you home.

Be careful, cuzzo.

Ow! Hey, man.

Well done.

This shit hurt.

But thank you.

Oh, stop.

All right, my bad.

Let me go get you some Neosporin.

That'll do fine.

Cousin Ramsey is the closest family I have.

He's a good guy.

I'm glad him and Aretha are together.

Breathe!

All right, stud, get your clothes on. You're coming with us, both of you.

Are y'all fucking with us?

You're hurting me.

Hey, get in the car.

Get in the fucking car.

Thank you for walking me home.

Oh, yeah. It's my pleasure.

I better get inside.

Maybe I can come by and see you sometime.

Only if you promise to be good.

I'll be better than good.

Carla, is that you out there?

Yeah, Mom. I'll be inside in a second.

You pulled out the lipstick.

What, do you have a pen?

No, it's school points. You got it. This is perfect.

Yeah.

Um, call me when you get home. Just, you know, just so I know you're safe.

Safe? I'll be safe.

I mean it. Call me. Right.

Good night. Good night.

What's up? Where the fuck you going, you coon?

Hey, coony boy, what's up, motherfucker?

Get that motherfucker!

Hey, get that nigga!

Fucking black piece of shit!

Ah!

Shouldn't be smoking and driving, V.

Shit. That's the only way to drive.

Fuck this fucking pink truck.

Sit up boys.

That's money going up in smoke.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

We're gonna go to the bathroom.

My dad and I used to hide in here from my mom.

I still do sometimes.

The heater doesn't work, and it gets cold, so I'll get some blankets, and

I'll check on Aretha and Ramsey and see what's going on.

The suspects crashed into a container and then mowed over local resident Josh

Byrne in what is being described as a blatant DWI and attempted manslaughter.

Sir, what is your name?

Palogo. Mr. Palogo, tell me a little bit about what you saw here this evening at

the store.

Well... It was a quiet night. We had three black kids. I mean, they come in

here all the time, trying to buy booze. No ID, nothing but trouble, these kids.

Dollar, isn't that Aretha?

What happened tonight is just par for the course for things that are going

wrong in this town and in this country, Danny.

We are being overrun.

Well, two suspects are already in custody. Now, police are still looking

for another unidentified male suspect.

Where's our daughter?

Damn it, where is our daughter?

All right, now.

Calm down here now.

Calm down?

We want to see our daughter right now. Look, your daughter is in our custody.

And she ain't no minor, so she has to stand on her own accord.

Look, our daughter ain't do nothing wrong.

Her and the Johnson boy have been charged with DWI and vehicle assault.

Now, they're going to go down and see a judge in the morning, and it ain't

nothing y'all can do about it.

Okay, well, we want to bail her out. We have the right to bail her out.

They're going to post bail in the morning. Now, I suggest you both go back

into your warm beds, unless you want to spend the night here with her in one of

my cold cells.

You can't stop us from bailing out. Boy, don't go on rampant about what I can and

what I cannot do.

You know my forte, Lindsay.

I'm the law around here, and I ain't in the mood for your shucking.

There she is.

I'm so sorry.

Dollar told us everything and you ain't committing no crime. Except for drinking

alcohol with that Johnson boy.

Put up our life savings to get your little ass up out of here, huh?

Sweetheart, we can make that back.

Our baby girl is worth two life savings.

All right, come on.

Let's go home and get you cleaned up. You smell like a drunk scripper.

But Dad, what about Ramsey? He doesn't even have any parents.

Listen, baby girl, we have to look after our family. I'm sure he got some damn

family that's gonna look after him.

They're looking for you.

You gonna turn yourself in?

Um, that's not gonna work for me.

I gotta get Ramsay out.

How are you gonna do that?

I don't know.

I'm sorry I got you into this.

It ain't your fault.

This town's just upside down, baby.

How can we help?

My court date is in two months, all right? I just need to bail him out of

here and drop like five on a lawyer.

Where you gonna get the money?

The house.

You're not gonna be able to sell your house that fast.

I'm gonna just sign it over to the bail bondsman as collateral, and then you

need cash to just sign it in person.

It'll work out.

darling make sure that you take unique down there so you can sign it in person

tomorrow please that's the only way that this can work and you shaved legs

handcuffs the rest of the lube and i need you to be oiled up you

feel me two days so we can get back to work

We're gonna do you for

We're here to post bail for Randy Johnson.

My boy's bail's set at $50,000.

You're gonna need $5,000 at least in cash.

We want to use this as collateral.

Now, if you sign this over to me, and I post the cash bond... and that Jonesy

boy don't show up to his court date, you lose the house.

Yeah, we know that.

I wasn't talking to you, Missy.

I'm talking to the gentleman who needs to do the signing.

So why don't you just have a seat right over there?

I understand.

Now, I'm just gonna need to sign that, and I need your I.D.

Take the damn hood off, boy.

Betty Sue, let's notarize this thing.

I'm gonna need your fingerprint.

Right here.

No, no, no.

Just your thumb.

You have strong hands.

What are you trying to do, give the boy a manicure or something?

Just take his prints and get on with it.

No, I couldn't hear you.

Could you repeat that?

I've accepted your house as collateral and your bond has been posted.

I also got him to let your car out of the impound.

Thank you, Mr. B-State. That's so great. Thank you so much.

No need to thank me. This is business, boy.

Uh, by the way, now I am gonna need another signature from you, so I'm gonna

come pick you up at county and take you down to the impound.

Okay, yeah.

Yeah, thank you. Yes, sir. I mean, uh, yes, sir, or, uh... I-I got it. I got

it.

Hop in.

Just sign here.

We are all done.

We, uh, still have to get it notarized, right?

Of course we do.

What do you think Betty Sue's here for? Oh, shit.

I'm sorry.

I'm going to need your fingerprint right here.

You have strong hands.

Okay.

Get that back to the office, and I'll meet you in an hour.

Okay, see you later.

See you.

You ready?

Thank you again.

Hey, man, they closed.

You mind giving me a ride back to my house?

I'm not your chauffeur, boy.

Besides, they don't close till 11.

Old Tom's and Susky's probably just went on a shit break.

Yo, I'm here to pick up my vehicle.

Ayo, Susky, you in there?

Fuck.

Yeah, baby.

I beat you bad.

Welcome home.

You know you paralyzed Josh, right?

Sorry. Don't worry. We're going to do you way worse, buddy.

It was only an accident.

It was only an accident.

Yeah?

Well, this is intentional.

Scoop this nigga up.

Dr. Murphy, the bruises on this body couldn't have been obtained by no car

accident.

Nurse Lindsey, when you become a doctor, when you complete your eight years

of study to be awarded a certificate like the ones you see on the wall there,

you can give us a diagnosis.

Until then, if you want to keep your job, sign the damn paper.

Thank you.

Sir.

Now get the body covered up and have the orderlies transport him down to the

morgue.

I'm going to go enjoy my breakfast.

Yes, sir.

I know it hurts.

I know it hurts and I'm so sorry.

Mr. Lizzie? Yeah.

Um, how can I help you?

I didn't come here to see you.

I came to talk to Randy.

Can you give us a minute, please?

Sir.

You were Rita's dad?

Yes, I am.

I'm also the...

Randy, I'm sorry, but Ramsey is dead.

How?

Why?

Drinking and driving.

He ran his car off the road.

Drinking and driving?

Mm-hmm.

My cousin's not the type.

Yeah. That's what the coroner report states.

Randy, I gotta come clean with you.

Those bruises didn't look like they came from a car accident.

What you saying?

It looked like that man was beaten to death.

And when I embalmed the body, all the major organs were missing.

I'm talking heart.

Liver, kidney, you name it.

Now, why would his organs be missing? I don't know.

I don't know.

But I'm telling you this because if you want to live, I suggest you leave this

town immediately.

I have nowhere else to go, man.

You can stand here.

Or you can leave.

I can stand here and fight for what's mine.

Fight?

Fight who?

Fight what?

What, the system?

Fight for what's right.

Let me tell you something, young man.

Might is right.

David slew a giant with a goddamn slingshot.

David wasn't an ex-con fugitive with no family and no support and no money.

I know this hurts, son.

I do.

I suggest that you get your black ass on it and get the fuck up out of here. Do

you understand me?

Yeah, is this parole officer Ronald Beam?

This is he.

Yeah, I'm looking for one of your parolees.

Well, I got a lot of those. Which one in particular?

Randy Johnson.

He's a wanted suspect, vehicle assault and attempted murder.

He's been on the lam for a couple of weeks somewhere.

I understand he's on parole and assigned to your office.

Uh, yeah, that's correct.

But I transferred his case to Officer Thomas in the Liverpool office.

For why that's underway, he's still under your supervision, right?

Correct. When was the last time you heard from Mr. Johnson?

A couple of weeks ago.

Based on his case, he can't go but a week without reporting in.

Sounds like someone ain't on their job, Mr. Beam.

What's that supposed to mean?

You city liberals treat your criminals too kindly. That's what it means.

Here in Cairnsville, we keep an ankle strap on our parolees so we know their

location at all times.

Now, your boy, he come in here and he stirred up a lot of shit. And I suggest

your office come down here and help us find him so he can come in and face his

charges.

Fucking liberals.

Can't take this shit.

Do you think he left, Tom?

Hope he didn't.

What's the matter?

Because it's his word against yours.

Nobody's gonna believe a nigga-ass convict over a pure-blood good old

American citizen.

Brutus, shut the fuck up.

Now, listen.

This personal shit you got going on with this Johnson boy is bad for business.

What do you mean, bad for business?

We just brought in another half mil.

Boy...

You get your good looks and strength from my side of the family.

But you get your brains from your mama's side.

And like your mama, the older you get, the dumber you get.

Now this fugitive Johnson boy is what we call a leaky fucking faucet.

Where's my fucking lighter?

Just get cold.

We'll knock on some doors, talk to some old people.

Brutus, make sure Betty Sue posts something in the paper tomorrow.

Jimmy, you round up all your boys and you go down and put some pressure on all

those young folks down around 6th Street.

Whatever you say.

We need to dip this in the fucking bud.

Yo, y'all seen that, uh, Lou Jones the nigga around here?

Calls himself unique.

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy.

Can we fry that fucking nigga?

Sup, my niggas. You want to buy some weed?

Nah.

Contrary to popular opinion, if you smoke too much of that, shit'll kill

you.

trickling gun testing, coke measuring, higgin' plungerin', the banzito, hittin'

fannies, speddin' chips at Manny's, hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get

dirty like peaches, run up in your crib, wrap you in your polo sheets, six up in

your wig piece, nigga deep, may you rest in peace, with my sycamore style, more

dick in your 44 and 54 drawer, that's a pilot, stairs, yes my dear, shit

official,

The feds, I fear. Here's a tissue.

The kids,

the dog. Everybody dying.

No lying.

So don't you get suspicious.

I'm big dangerous. You're just a little vicious. As I leave my competition.

Respirator style.

Climb the ladder to success.

Escalator style.

Hold y'all breath. I told y'all. Death controls y'all. Big don't fold, y'all.

uh i spit poisons that are through get nobody till somebody kills you

Fuck yeah!

Reinforcements heather out!

Hey. Hi.

Bus leaves at 10 a.m.

Make sure you're on it because there won't be another one for a week.

Everyone will be in church, so you should be able to slip out unnoticed.

Just in case I got you this.

Thank you.

For everything, really.

I made something for you.

It's beautiful.

I think I will name him Randy.

That's a good name.

I guess this is the last time I'm gonna see you.

Hold on

Okay

Is misfortune our fortune?

You know what to do.

find what you wanna be.

It's everything you're watching on TV.

It doesn't matter what a scene might damn you to.

Lights out.

It's like a circus and you wanna go.

You wanna try the tease, you know.

You try and challenge it to come two, three, four down.

Wee!

I need to get ready for church.

You can't just skip it this time.

As much as I would love to, my mom and I never skip church.

Most of the people in this town never skip church.

Well, except for Jimmy and his gang of degenerates.

They usually party all night Saturday and sleep all day Sunday.

I guess they're not afraid of going to hell.

You know where I come from.

They say heaven is what you make it.

Hell is just what you gotta go through to get it.

That sounds about right to me.

Take, um, Dean Street to the bus station. It's more discreet.

Whatever you do, don't miss that bus.

Understood.

You can make it unique.

You're a survivor.

It looked like that man was beaten to death.

Thank you.

Preparation is one of the commandments of God that was not mentioned in the

original 10 he gave to Moses.

God instructs us to prepare. The majority of the 10 commandments tells us

what thou shall not do.

But preparation is a commandment that thou shalt do.

As we...

continue with this subject of preparation.

Leads me to Book of Moses.

After he led the children of Israel out of Egypt, he had them wander for 40

years before they could enter the promised land.

Thus it is he who has prepared to enter the kingdom that

shall enter the kingdom.

He who seek it shall find.

He who knock it, it shall be opened.

Who the fuck are you?

Rise and shine.

It's a beautiful Sunday morning now, let's hear some inspirational music from

our boys

Yeah, motherfucker.

I want a hit, motherfucker.

Sorry.

Oh, ho!

I came to fix a few things.

What?

Who?

Some black guy is bashing in their fucking skulls.

Legion. This is not a test.

Everybody wake the fuck up!

We got a fucking problem.

You're the man that's a nigga. And my time.

What the fuck's going on? Ernie fucking Johnson.

Well, that ain't gonna work.

Oh, I, uh... hope you feel at home in there.

Ain't no way out.

The only way out is through me.

To face it.

Cousin Randy did.

Only took one stroke.

I wish you could have seen it.

It was a piece of art.

Randy.

Randy.

Get your black ass out here now.

Finish this.

Come and face us.

We ain't gonna do nothing to you.

Except string you up, cut your balls off, and serve you to the good,

Doctor.

Stop being a fucking coward and come and face me.

I'm not going to enjoy this.

Randy! Get the fuck out here now!

Randy,

you in there?

Nobody lives there anymore.

Huh.

Looks like nobody lives anywhere around here.

It's Sunday, mister.

Everybody's at church.

Fucking coward!

Face me!

Randy! Fucking face me! Jimmy.

Let me negotiate with this nigger. I'm a trained professional.

Johnson.

Officer Sparasky here.

Cairnsville's finest.

Come on out.

Quietly.

Sounds like we're under attack by terrorists.

Come on.

Please.

It's coming from the Legion.

Boys, come on. Let's go. Get him.

Yes, sir.

This is Deputy Colt. Come again?

Sheriff, it's Deputy Colt.

Can you hear me?

Where? Ah, shit!

All hands on deck. Everybody to the initiation room.

There's a crazy coon stalking around with explosives.

Yeah, I know where I'm at.

And I came here... just to fu-

You pussy-ass fucking... Don't

move, motherfucker.

What you want to do sheriff barge in or wait for the SWAT team? I'll call the

fire department

I'm under arrest.

Welcome.

Yes.

Yes, yes!

I'm going to blow your fucking head off.

Listen, you might as well come out.

You're completely surrounded.

Sheriff, how's it be?

So you show up here now and your boy done gone ape shit in my town?

I'm here to help. No, not now.

And don't you be thinking that your boy's gonna be going back to any one of

your cells, neither.

Because my boys, they're gonna make sure that they shoot him straight to hell.

At the expense of your son Jimmy's life?

Now give me the damn bullhorn so I can talk to him.

This is Officer Beam.

Beam.

What are you doing here?

Well, I didn't hear from you for a while, so I thought I'd come check up on

you. Yeah, I've been meaning to call you. I got a little busy.

I can see you got your hands full.

Now, Randy, I know you're a good man.

Why don't you come on out here so we can talk about it?

You're talking down, man.

This ain't the way.

You're in a lot of trouble, Unique.

If you come out now, peacefully, there's a chance you'll see better days.

Nah, that ain't gonna work for me, man.

You can't shoot here. No, we're shooting here. Ms. Sanchez, I understand. You

can't go any further. This is as far as you can go.

Ready to go? Ready?

Two, one.

That's side-goggling bullshit Hey

wake up

It's

loaded now You said something

about blowing my head off, right

Now I'm gonna blow your head off.

I don't do it, man.

I don't want to die by the hands of a black man.

He start this shit.

We were standing up for our rights as taxpaying citizens.

Paying taxes don't give you no rights, nigga.

We dragged you monkeys out the jungles.

Civilized you.

We built this country.

You people walk around.

I gave ownership.

This country was built on the backs of my people.

We slaved.

We gave blood, sweat, and tears for this shit.

We fought to make this country great. I fought to make this

country what it is.

Yeah, that's right.

Because God created your people to serve us.

That's your natural position.

But we great blue-blooded white men gave you freedom.

Freedom. Yeah.

Freedom to roam our beloved country.

But what do you people do, huh?

You just keep asking for more.

Equal rights.

Equal homes.

Equal pay.

And equal access to all our women.

Boy, we ain't equal.

You don't have the same value as a blue-bellied white man.

You ain't spittle compared to me.

So that's why you killed my cousin?

That's why you killed that?

Because you feel like our lives are worthless?

Yeah.

But your roll guns are worth a lot.

I get 100k for a nigger's liver.

I get 150 for a kidney.

And I get 250 for a nigger's heart.

That's why I killed those niggers.

Because in this town, the only valuable nigga is a dead one.

Well, I just whipped your ass, white boy.

And it ain't because I'm black or because I'm better. It's because I was

better prepared than you.

You know, I could tell you stories.

True stories.

To show you the greatness of a black man.

But you ain't worth the time.

Nah. You know, our forefathers was right when they said, it's

self-evident that all men are created equal.

White man, red man, yellow man, brown man.

And yes, Black man.

The only thing that offsets equality is timing and circumstance.

And the circumstances that you and I find ourselves in right now

all the bullets in our gun in front of everyone we can try to

make up our lives to make us feel better for

misunderstanding maybe your soul

Sounds good now.

There it is. Now I hear both sides really clear, you know what I mean?

What up, B? What up, Bacon? You good?

I'm good and shit, you know what I mean?

I wasn't going to do this and shit, but I figured why not fucking do it, you

understand?

Why not just do it and therefore it's done, you know what I mean?

Because people telling me to say less, but I'm trying to say more.

Bruce Lee said, be like water. I'm going deep like Prince Namor. I was about to

leave hip-hop. I'm like, what the fuck is there to stay for?

They say a day regards a thousand years, so I guess I'll stay a day more. So many

pioneers paid their dues, but what the fuck do they pay for?

They just get doors locked and kick the fuck out like they got tailords. See,

when we had kangaroos, they said, what the fuck is the K for?

After y'all prayed for notorious downfall, what did you pray for?

The black shepherd. I got a thousand lambs. I got from the desert. I sent my

son to a school so he could just study with the Jesuits. I'm never lonely.

I keep me in my ways in holy matrimony. See, Barbara Pepper's got too much

drama, so I passed her back to Tony. See, Bobby is global. I'm in first

class. I'm taking photos with my mobile. At 20,000 feet, I fucking thought I saw

Reggie Noble.

He was skydiving. 55 and still thriving Like King David and his mighty men Or

Babaja and the wise men

The power of the tongue got healing powers in my saliva.

I keep an extra tool in my stash like my name MacGyver.

Some iced out Spice nigga, but this is coming like hard cider.

The guard cast a web over hip hop like I'm a fucking large spider.

The internet connects, reflecting is my introspect.

The coach has gotten too lost, so now I got to interject.

It's not about the drugs and guns, pack clubs and fun and drip.

and honey buns ice cold money and sun and what one done said about the other

done and what one done said about the other done or who got the motherfucking

biggest gun it's about a struggle finding the way out of lifting the

consciousness expanding the mind so we can figure this game out no puzzle see

the most high name is what we should shout but these c's don't know what to

follow so they follow the wrong route so maybe your god is something like my god

maybe your soul is something like my soul now tell me is that too hard to

understand arm, leg, leg, arm, head, that's man.

And man means one man, black man, red man, yellow man, white man, even

caveman. See, just don't have no other man, be a slave man.

See, when I'm trying to talk to you, I'm just trying to bring the light to you.

I ain't trying to get crazy and come out here and fight with you. Maybe your God

is something like my God, your soul something like my soul.

So we all just need to grab control.