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Darryl.

Listen, l want to say...

before you go, you know, you did a real good job this term...

and l guess l'm just-- l'm proud of you, you know?

l can see how hard you're working.

Thanks. Thank you.

High five, my man.

-Take care. -Bye.

No, no, no!

This station is Grand Central Terminal.

Grand Central Terminal-- final stop on this train.

Check around for personal belongings.

Watch your step and have a good day.

Grand Central Terminal-- last stop.

How many guys proud of you?

Three.

Shoot.

Four guys proud of me.

Be the man.

Be the man.

Yo! Yo, Darryl!

Yo!

Yeah, yeah, man.

Hey, man.

The pack is back.

What's up, man?

Yo, the pack is back, my man.

Feel good? Man, you looking good.

What's up, man? What's up, Dobie Gillis?

What, you ain't bring us no presents?

My man going to college. What's up, brother?

lt's about time you rolled back to see the fellas.

You know what l'm saying?

Yeah, it's good to see you.

Yo, you coming down later, right?

Yeah. l'll be down in a little bit.

Don't worry about it. We'll be here.

What, no school tomorrow?

No, man. l'm home. No school tomorrow.

Ah, yeah, all right!

Brother, work it out.

Looking sharp, man. Looking sharp.

''Hi, Darryl. Welcome home.

''l'm at work.

''Sandwich in the fridge.

''Be home at 7:00.

Love, Mom.''

Yo, College, what's your major, man?

This is high school. There ain't no majors.

Then what's your minor?

You guys are sick, sick.

My man, Joe College.

Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe!

Boys, check it out. Like, homeboy's poor, right?

-So, like, he stole these... -l am not poor.

but, like, he couldn't afford no glass.

The reason l took out the glass, man...

is that when the paparazzi starts snapping...

l didn't want the reflection of the flash to get into my photo.

Man, you be lying...

You be lying.

l never seen nobody lie like you.

That's right. Click.

Yeah, and, Foots, them rich boys up at Dustberry, man...

they all wear Gazelles?

They don't wear that up there.

What they wear? They wear turtle-shell glasses?

That's(/l) tortoiseshell.

Excuse me, brother.

Foots, l think we better go for a walk, man.

-What you want? -You got two?

l got two. Have you got the money?

-Here. -Got it.

All right.

You looking for somebody?

Let's break out.

Yeah, man. Come on, let's go.

Hunt's up.

Yo, hunt's up, homeboy.

l mean, we got victims out there waiting for us.

What?

''What''?

Homeboy ain't home.

Nah, see, he up at Doonesbury...

playing tennis with his turtle shells.

Back off me, man.

Back off.

Yo, man, Foots still down. You smell the vic.

Get off of me, man. Stop it.

Are you bad, hmm, or is that what they teach you...

up at that little sissy school of yours...

how to forget who your friends are?

Well, let me tell you something...

l don't care what they teach you up there.

You either down, or you ain't down.

So, the question is, are you bad or what?

-Leave me alone. -l said...

l'm tired of you messing with me. Stop it.

-Are you bad, huh? -Stop it!

Leave me alone. Stop!

Get out of my way. Move.

You want to see who's bad?

Come on.

Come on, let's do it.

Let's see who's bad, man.

Come on, come on, let's go.

Let's do it.

l'll show you who's bad.

Come on.

Give me a quarter.

No tengo chavo.

''No chavo''?

Move it! Run! Move! Run!

Go!

-What are you doing, huh? -You soft!

You ain't down with us no more.

You ain't down. You ain't bad.

You ain't bad.

You ain't bad. You ain't nothing!

So, what's up?

Your butt is mine

Gonna tell you right

Just show your face

ln broad daylight

l'm telling you

On how l feel

Gonna hurt your mind

Don't shoot to kill

Come on

Come on

Lay it on me

All right

l'm giving you

On count of three

To show your stuff

Or let it be

l'm telling you

Just watch your mouth

l know your game

What you're about

Well, they say the sky's the limit

And to me that's really true

But, my friend, you have seen nothing

Just wait till l get through

Because l'm bad, l'm bad, come on

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

Come on, you know

And the whole world has to answer right now

Just to tell you once again

Who's bad

Right!

The word is out

You're doin' wrong

Gonna lock you up

Before too long

Your lying eyes

Gonna tell you right

So, listen up

Don't make a fight

Your talk is cheap

You're not a man

You're throwin' stones

To hide your hands

Well, they say the sky's the limit

And to me that's really true

But, my friend, you have seen nothing

Just wait till l get through

Because l'm bad, l'm bad

Come on

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it, you know

l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it

You know l'm bad, you know

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it, you know

And the whole world has to answer right now

Just to tell you once again

Who's bad

Because l'm bad, l'm bad

Come on

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it, you know

And the whole world has to answer right now

Just to tell you once again

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

Come on

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it, you know it

You know, you know

You know, come on

And the whole world has to answer right now

Just to tell you once again

You know l'm smooth, l'm bad

You know it

You know l'm bad

l'm bad, baby

You know, you know

You know it, come on

And the whole world has to answer right now

Just to tell you once again

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it

You know l'm bad, you know

You know l'm bad, l'm bad

You know it, you know

And the whole world has to answer right now

Just to tell you once again

Who's bad?

You're tellin' me

You're doin' wrong

Gonna lock you up

Before too long

You're doin' wrong

You're doin' wrong, boy

Who's bad?

Who's bad, brother?

You know

You know it

You know

You know it

You're doin' wrong

You know

You know it

You know

You know it

You're doin' wrong

You watch your mouth, boy

Just watch your mouth

Yo, brother

Ask your mother

Ask your sister

Ask me

-'Cause you're doin' wrong -You're doin' wrong

You're doin' wrong

So, that's the way it goes down, huh?