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The people want the fall of the regime!
(explosions)
The people want the fall of the regime!
(gun shots)
(battle helicopter flies over)
(dark music)
Mom!
(train whistle blowing)
(alarm clock beeping)
♪ I ain’t scared, I ain’t runnin’ from pressure ♪
♪ m&m this is mason mangella ♪
♪ He so fly they like how can i catch em’ ♪
♪ Took a loss, but I keep getting better ♪
♪ Givenchy my sweater ♪
♪ He reach for my chain ♪
♪ and i swear imma dead em ♪
♪ And I put the shit on, you can’t put it together ♪
(dogs barking)
♪ Dem racks by my head and this strap on da dresser ♪
♪ Still in a trap ♪
♪ got deals like wholefoods ♪
♪ Spent 2500 on tennis shoes ♪
♪ B.B. king on me damn I got big blues ♪
♪ Dope boy drip nike jump suit ♪
♪ Nigga throwing shots ♪
♪ Well I bet he catch some too ♪
♪ VVS spent 10 for da charm too ♪
♪ Tell dat boy we got runtz we got za too ♪
[Meryl] Piece of shit.
♪ She say want a part 2 ♪
♪ I don’t even want the hoe ♪
♪ Pass to the crew I don’t give a fuck ♪
♪ On campus in my trap shoes ♪
♪ 500 right now for loose crew ♪
♪ I’m been trying to chill ♪
♪ I tell my Nigga don’t shoot ♪
♪ If it come down to it, we gonna have to ♪
♪ I was servin 10 a G could’ve taxed you ♪
♪ Thought it was a hoe ♪
♪ But you play, I’m getting at you ♪
♪ Not to mention I’ve been running up the racks too ♪
♪ Not to mention, yeah, my new bitch bad too ♪
♪ Give me about a year, new car, fast too ♪
♪ I don’t even need it cause I’m good when I walk through ♪
♪ Playing with my money I’m gonna have the white chalk ♪
♪ Thought u was a bully ♪
♪ Now your folks want a lawsuit ♪
♪ Different color beige,
cause my white be off too ♪
♪ On the lang shit, I ain’t
trippin bitch I’m off you ♪
♪ Take off in this rappin ♪
♪ I’m still trappin on da side ♪
♪ Cause I done really made 50 off a 3.5 ♪
♪ Watch that Nigga, he soft he playin’ both sides ♪
♪ I remember he had $500 in all fives ♪
♪ Niggas talking, I’m here they don’t slide ♪
♪ Pure backwoods, yeah, get the most high ♪
♪ I was quiet they all thought I was shy ♪
♪ Ain’t no sweet shit on god its eye for eye ♪
♪ Who the fuck knows what gonna happen ♪
♪ When I put my hands on a Million ♪
♪ Millionare babe ♪
♪ Shit one thang that’s fasho ♪
♪ I’m in LA with dope in the hills ♪
♪ I be dripping a flood like I part the sea ♪
♪ Niggas pockets be hurt money Injury, duh ♪
♪ I put the shit on their copy ♪
♪ I can’t blame em’ just watch how I rock it ♪
♪ Might be in Houston take off like a rocket ♪
♪ I might get rich off the motherfucking closet ♪
♪ Come make that deposit ♪
(cars passing by)
(Arabic song plays)
Mane, god damn, mane.
Every morning with this same ass shit.
Why your boy be playing music like that?
It’s good song
he remember home.
Y’all motherfuckers crazy as hell, bruh.
You gonna have to come up out that shirt
before your ass get capped out in these streets.
What?
Your ass gonna get shot
You gonna get shot wearing shirts like that, bruh.
Go on and come up out that hoe,
go change.
Crazy ass!
(Arabic song plays)
Jerome,
You are late again.
Man, what’s your beef, fool?
You’re always late.
Guys, it’s too early for this shit, okay.
Listen to your daughter, mane,
she knows what’s up.
Watch yourself.
Ay, fool!
What did he just say to me?
What was that word he just said to me?
Like abed, abeedy, some shit.
I know you know it.
Why you acting shy, nigga?
What was it?
Come on.
It means what you say.
Nigga?
You telling me he been calling me a nigga to my face
for all these years?
I got something for his ass.
That shit crazy, bruh.
Y’all minorities too.
We go through the same shit.
Motherfucker wanna be racist with me.
Why y’all so racist, bruh?
Racist?
Yeah like...
Don’t like my skin tone.
Oh, I’m sorry, oh
No,
I’m no racist.
Me like you.
Black.
Nigga, you got tape all over this.
♪ ...was a bully now yo folks wanna law suit ♪
♪ Different color beige, cause my white gonna be off too ♪
Man, what your ass listening to, fool?
Good?
This trap rapper ass nigga rap.
Here, get this shit.
You lucky your ass only been here two weeks.
I got you though.
I’m gonna hook you up.
Bet that.
Bet?
Nigga, I got a lot to teach you.
(sirens wailing)
(door creaking)
Fucking piss me off, mane.
Oh, my boy.
Fuck with your boy.
Huh?
Fuck with your boy.
Hey, I know you was cool as hell man.
Unlike that racist motherfucker in there.
Why you working here?
Government,
say get job,
I get job.
I feel you.
You out here getting that guap, hustling.
You feel me, yeah.
Guap?
Yeah, guap, like cheese.
Like money, Nigga.
You gotta do what you gotta do to get that guap out here.
You feel me?
Whether you selling pussy, weed
mane, robbing niggas,
or working for a racist motherfucker like Adam.
You getting that guap.
Hey, get back to work.
(clapping)
You hear me guys?
Back to work.
Yeah we here you, abeed.
(Jacir chuckles)
You are the only abed here,
I’m Arabic.
Man, you know what Arab mean in the hood, Nigga?
Mean your ass open from 6AM to 12 o’clock midnight.
You ain’t shit to America.
Oh yeah.
Don’t be using that word on me either.
I know what it mean.
Don’t be calling me a nigga to my face, you feel me?
Back to work.
Fat head ass Nigga.
Next time,
you say abed.
Abeed is for many.
For one, you say abed.
All right.
Well let’s get back to work, my abeed.
Abed.
Huh?
Abed.
I’m gonna figure it out.
[Jacir] Yes, yes.
(sirens wailing)
[Bethany] Pass those around.
So a big difference in English
is the phonetic pronunciation of P and B.
I know they’re difficult ones.
So let’s just start with the letter B.
When you say it out loud you can feel it in your throat.
It’s B,
as in the dog barks.
And the letter P is almost silent.
P, as in park the car.
Okay, let’s try it together.
P, as in park the car.
[All] Bark the car.
- Okay, I’m getting there. - Bark the car.
[Bethany] Let’s try it again.
(blues music) (train whistle blowing)
(soft music continues)
(cat meowing)
(train whistle blowing)
What are you doing with my cat?
I, nothing.
Go on buddy, go.
Come here Morty.
Come on baby.
Sorry.
I no want trouble.
Friends.
Listen,
don’t touch or talk to my cat
again with that gibberish.
Do you hear me?
Do you understand me?
Nice to meet you.
Don’t bother me or my cat again.
(soft music)
(sirens wailing)
(phone turns on)
(soft music continues)
(dogs barking)
(soft music continues)
(gun shots firing)
(train whistle blowing)
[Meryl] Oh boy, oh boy.
♪ Little less conversation ♪
♪ A little more action ♪
(news program music)
[News Host] A big debate is happening
in this country tonight.
A debate that’s important.
A debate that deals in our national security...
(hip hop music)
♪ Money, I’m like yeah ♪
♪ How you think got the name? ♪
♪ Told her I’m a dog ♪
♪ I ain’t never been tamed ♪
♪ All black everything ♪
♪ All black range type shit ♪
♪ Hellcat fast switchin lanes type shit ♪
♪ I don’t fuck with niggas ♪ (pounding on wall)
♪ No new friends ♪
♪ Just gang type shit ♪
[New Host] and these so called
Syrian refugees seeking asylum
are connected to radical Islamic elements.
Our very own natural security advisor said, and I quote,
"It is almost a certainty that ISIS will infiltrate."
[News Host] So you tell me why on earth
should we continue to take these terrorists,
into this country?
[News Host] Why would we give them shelter?
Why would we give them a place,
to set up their next attack,
against innocent Americans?
Little fucker.
♪ I got flavor them niggas been trying to bite it ♪
♪ Like a prostitute shooter ♪
♪ Got plenty bodies ♪
♪ If he play him and
god gonna be reunited ♪
♪ Throw me the puss and
think I’mma wife it ♪
♪ I only one night it ♪
♪ So don’t get excited ♪
♪ Fucking her crazy ♪
♪ I’ll leave her delighted ♪
♪ At a real Nigga party ♪
♪ You are not invited ♪
♪ Might buy a Audamar,
bust down my Audamar ♪
♪ Can’t put in drive if it
ain’t no expensive car ♪
♪ Haters talk shit today ♪
♪ But she eat my dick fillet ♪
♪ A break down the za stuff ♪
♪ That shit up inside the gar ♪
♪ Trying to keep peace ♪
♪ But still ride with my heater tucked ♪
♪ Ain’t got a schedule ♪
(artist singing indistinctly)
Hell no, that man late as hell,
and you ain’t gonna say shit about that?
Two minutes.
It’s okay.
Mane, fuck that. If it was my black ass,
you’d be all over that shit, falafel head ass.
Sorry.
(Arabic rap music)
Goddamn man, this shit nasty as hell.
Hey, fool.
I got something for you.
I know you be listening to that wack ass bullshit.
That’s gonna get you right.
For me?
Yeah, Nigga, for you, open it.
Yeah, now that’s my new shit.
Way better than that bullshit you be listening to.
[Jacir] So nice.
You know, it ain’t nothing.
Thank you.
Yeah, my boy.
Hey, hey, hey, hold on bruh.
What?
What you mean what?
You just kissed me on the jaw, Nigga.
My country, it’s okay.
Well in Memphis, it’s not.
Feel me, my abeed
Bet.
Yeah, bet.
Straight up.
Okay, hold on, hold on. I gotta show you the shake.
Start off like this,
then like that,
and we snap.
All right, let’s try it again.
Uh, uh, yo.
- Yeah, you feel me? - Yes, yes.
Okay.
One step closer to being a Memphis nigga.
(door opens)
Goodnight, see you tomorrow.
(silverware drops)
What do you mean?
My god you judge him,
Jerome and me way too much, Baba.
(silverware drops)
Baba!
(train whistle blowing)
Hello.
- No, no. - Give.
I don’t need your help.
No understand.
You think you can stroll back in here,
and act like nothing’s happened?
No understand.
Give.
No, no.
Leave it, leave it,
you son of a bitch, leave it.
I can manage by myself.
Tommy, you think you can come back here
and, and abandon your mother?
Me, Jacir.
No, Tommy, no.
No.
Leave it.
I help you.
No!
No, Tommy, no.
I don’t need your help.
(Jerome rap song plays) (“Stay Out The Way” by Al Kapone)
♪ I stay out the way ♪
♪ I stay, I stay out the way ♪
♪ Out of sight, out of mind ♪
♪ That’s my motto ♪
♪ But I still packed that iron filled hollows ♪
♪ See, I’m from Memphis ♪
♪ They always plottin shit ♪
♪ And you gon learn you can’t trust a nigga or a bitch ♪
♪ I fuck with a few ♪
(Meryl yelling indistinctly)
(suspenseful blues music plays)
(helicopter whirring)
[Meryl] How dare you, get out, get out.
(glass breaking)
You, give!
[Intruder] The fuck is you doing?
Little bitch!
Stop it!
Give me that shit, motherfucker.
Grab the pills bro, grab the pills!
Fuck you, fuck you.
Here, for your face.
Thank you.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, where you going?
No, no.
You are my witness.
You, you have to wait here.
Wait here.
Stay.
- [Operator] So there’s been a home...
Yes, it was a break in.
Yes.
[Operator] We have a unit on the way, so just stay on...
No, I, I can’t wait on the phone.
[Operator] Ma’am, it’s standard
procedure.
I need you to stay on the line.
Bitch.
(Morty meowing)
No, you go away.
Go away.
You got a cigarette?
What?
Cigarette?
Thanks, what’s your name?
[Jacir] Jacir.
Huh?
Jacir.
Hmm.
I thought you were all called Mohamed or...
My name is,
Jacir.
Well, I’m good old Meryl.
(sirens wailing)
[Police Dispatcher] Copy, standing by.
Well you took your sweet ass time getting here.
[Officer Jackson] Is anyone hurt?
No.
Is there anyone else in the house we should know about?
No, because they ran off.
Okay, not like anybody’s asking me,
but two black guys came into my house and,
and robbed me.
They took my medication.
They tried to take my purse.
This one over here stopped them.
I don’t know how.
Can you describe what they look like?
Tall,
hoodie,
masks,
baggy pants,
you know, black.
Can you be a little more specific?
Oh, what are you deaf?
[Police Dispatcher] 522 Delta, standing by for broadcast.
All other cars.
Responsible for a home invasion at 503 Philwood Drive.
Two male blacks.
Black masks.
Black hoodies.
[Radio Dispatcher] 10-9, say again?
[Officer Jackson] Male black.
Do you mind if I take a look inside?
[Officer Jackson] Hoodie.
Wipe your feet.
(radio chatter)
What’s his name?
Jackamo?
I don’t know.
He just moved in next door.
He likes cats, I know that.
He likes cats.
(ominous music) (train whistle blowing)
I’m Officer Austin.
What’s your name?
My name is
Jacir
Jacir?
Okay, Jacir.
Can you tell me what happened?
I...
wash clothes...
house.
I...
hear...
big noise.
See two man,
and take bag,
hit me.
Go.
Okay.
Can you describe what they look like?
He doesn’t speak English.
Ma’am, please let me do my job.
I no see face.
You got an ID on you?
ID card.
[Jacir] Yes.
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
Jacir, how long have you been here?
(Jacir speaking in Arabic)
One, a ...
months.
A month ago?
Yes.
Any family living with you?
[Police Dispatcher] At 1125?
No family.
(beeping)
(ominous music continues)
Jacir, you need to go to the immigration office
and get yourself a permanent US ID.
Do you understand me?
Yes
I,
I wait for paper from lawyer.
You seem like a good kid.
Just make sure you fix this, soon.
Yes.
Is he an illegal?
Ma’am, it’s private information I cannot share with you.
I’m gonna step outside to file your report.
Yeah, this is Officer Austin.
Are you an illegal?
Huh?
What the fuck man?
Copy.
(Meryl coughing)
You have yourself a good night.
[Jacir] You okay?
You need man,
sleep here?
What?
No,
no, no.
Go to bed.
Go to sleep.
(Meryl coughing)
Nice to meet you, Jacir.
I’m Officer Simmons of Immigration.
Sorry, I late for work.
Listen.
I know your new here
and you don’t understand how everything works yet, but
think of me as a friend,
someone to help.
Now last night can’t happen again.
If you’re trying to stay in this country,
you can’t be showing up on these types of reports.
Okay, but I help.
Well that’s the way you see it. That’s not how we see it.
Now I have to ask you a few questions
and we’ll be done, okay?
Did you know any of the people
responsible for the events yesterday?
Sorry, I no understand.
You don’t understand what?
Me help good old Meryl.
Is bad?
Good old Meryl?
Let me put it to you this way.
You’re a guest in this country
and you wanna stay here,
keep to yourself.
Her shit is her shit.
Don’t try and be there for someone you don’t even know.
Stick to that advice, you’ll be okay.
Yes.
See.
That wasn’t too hard.
Peanut?
(suspenseful music)
[Officer Simmons] I’ll be seeing you around.
♪ ...is on your team you must be shittin me ♪
♪ He full of envy ♪
♪ He want your crown ♪
♪ He wanna fuck your bitch, as soon as you turn around ♪
Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.
You feel me.
This how every morning need to start.
Just like this.
What’s up with you man?
Tough guy here stopped a robbery last night.
Oh god damn!
What you got here with the ugly stick or something, fool?
You all right?
I like it.
It gives him a little edge.
Well I’m glad you all right, bruh.
Somebody robbed you?
Shit, Nigga, you broker than me.
No me,
white lady.
Wait a minute. Let me cut this shit off.
That shit crazy, bruh.
What you even help her for fool?
Why no?
One day she help me.
Shit, we’ll see about that.
But hey,
you find out who did this shit to you,
let me know, I got something for their ass.
Brobibi.
(soft music)
Hey bruh,
you need to stop bullshitting.
Adam don’t play around with his daughter like that.
(Arabic music)
(Arabic music continues)
(”Step In” by Cedric Burnside) ♪ I feel ♪
♪ Like a bird with broken wings ♪
♪ Can’t fly, back up in the trees ♪
[Jerome] This man in the hood,
can’t be doing shit like that.
Hey fool, where your ass going?
Hey.
Walk home.
Mane, get your ass in. Put your shit in the trunk.
♪ Like a child ♪
- Huh? - The trunk, Nigga,
put your shit in the trunk.
Yeah.
♪ But it’s all gone ♪
♪ Please ♪
♪ Lord ♪
♪ Step in ♪
Ah. Thank you.
Good man.
[Jerome] Shit, more like crazy.
Where your ass going?
Straight.
Then, (speaking in Arabic).
What the hell do they mean?
Right?
Okay.
- Yes. - We’ll figure it out.
♪ Boat with a hole ♪
♪ That’s slowly sinking down ♪
♪ Like a bully ♪
♪ That put me to the test ♪
♪ Got me paranoid ♪
♪ And I can’t get no rest ♪
♪ Please, lord ♪
♪ Step in ♪
(blues music)
(blues music continues)
(bag drops)
(blues music continues)
♪ Please ♪
♪ Lord ♪
♪ Step in ♪
(Morty meowing)
Hey, can you just leave it?
Can you just leave the damn fence and my cat alone?
Cat come.
I no ask to come.
Door open,
cat not inside.
- [Meryl] Okay.
Keep screaming.
Yeah, doing great.
Thanks.
Go fuck yourself to,
go fuck yourself too.
[News Host] Freedom of speech, and freedom of expression.
Freedom of ideas,
no longer though because the big tech tyrants.
Do yourself a favor, try this.
Go on Twitter right now
and actually call it terrorist to terrorist.
They’ll say you can’t say that.
Why?
Because now you’re Islamophobic.
Yeah, they’re gonna silence you.
(phone ringing and vibrating)
Yeah, tell it to ’em.
There goes my neighborhood.
[News Host] These snowflakes have taken things so far
just to force their agenda down the throats (phone ringing)
of every American.
And you want know who’s helping them do this?
Every major media outlet.
The democrats and all the liberals.
Hey.
[Darcy] Hey lady.
Where you been?
You know I’ve been trying to reach you for a while now.
[Meryl] It’s been a rough couple of weeks.
I mean I had two fuckers
the other night try to rob me.
[Darcy] Rob you?
Why would they wanna rob you?
What do you need from me, Darcy?
[Darcy] Girl, I’m just worried about you.
Ain’t nobody heard from you since you left the club.
Don’t nobody know where you are.
So I’m calling to make sure you okay.
(soft music)
I like drinking by myself now.
[Darcy] Uh huh, I hear them pill bottles shaking.
You still on them pills?
You know, I don’t need this shit from you.
I got other troubles.
I got a towel head,
that lives next door to me.
[Darcy] Oh wait a minute.
Now hold up.
Lemme tell you now.
You know, I don’t like that.
And that’s not you.
I’m not a racist.
[Darcy] You’re acting like one.
And I’m sick and tired of being nice and correct.
[Darcy] What’s,
what’s the matter baby?
I mean,
(pills rattling)
come on, what did you need from me?
What do you want from me?
[Darcy] You better stop. Uh uh.
You know what?
You don’t have to call me anymore.
I can take care of myself!
[Darcy] Uh uh, I know you
Fuck you Darcy.
Fuck you.
Morty, where are you?
Fuck, man.
Morty.
(soft music)
Morty?
Come on.
(knick knacks falling)
(body thud)
(soft music continues)
Yo.
Order up.
(bell dinging)
So how it go last night fool?
You correct,
no help.
Told your ass.
Yo.
(bell ringing)
Order up, mane.
Damn, I’m the only motherfucker working here?
(train whistle blowing)
(gun shots and sirens wailing)
Hey fool.
Where you going mane?
Walk home.
Ah, what you got in your hand right there?
Study.
One day I go to university.
I see you.
Moving on up in the world.
Sure.
What you think about that junt right there though?
Look nice.
It’s for you.
For me?
My cousin gave it to me and shit, but
at least you can be a little happy.
- Very happy. - Uh uh.
You ain’t fixin’ to do that kissing shit again.
We gonna pound it.
Okay.
Come on, take it for a spin, mane.
Okay.
What the?
I ain’t say I was gonna hold your shit but alright.
Oh,
very nice.
[Jerome] Ay be careful mane!
Somebody gotta wash dishes.
- Woo. - Yeah mane.
(sirens wailing)
Got you a new whip.
[Jacir] Ah, very nice.
Fire that thing up.
Very good.
Thank you, my friend.
(sirens wailing)
Jerome?
Why you help?
Cause bro,
I know what it feel like to be you.
Since I was born, I had two strikes against me.
One being a man,
two being a black man.
Ain’t no handouts.
I can get shot down by the same motherfucker
who supposed to be protecting us.
How the fuck I’m supposed to feel safe?
Build a better life for myself?
(soft music)
(Jacir coughing)
I see you though mane.
You got goals and shit.
You got drive, just like me.
I’m out here doing this music thing,
hustling every day.
Waiting on my shot.
Soon as I get it though,
best believe I’m gonna take it.
Niggas out here be threatened by shit like that though.
(soft music)
This ain’t even what life all about bruh.
They be trying to get you down and shit.
People like you and me,
shit, we from a different cloth.
You done seen shit.
You done been through shit.
You remind me of me.
You my unicorn nigga.
My unicorn abeed.
You,
my brobibi.
Man, your ass didn’t understand
a single word I said did you?
Come on man, I got some shit to show you.
[Jerome] Go on, put that junt in the trunk.
What’s up y’all?
Goodnight.
We out this thing!
Ah...
we in royalty right now, mane.
Shit finna be crazy.
Hey what up OG?
What’s up Al? How you feeling man?
Man I’m good fool.
It’s my boy Jacir,
homie from Syria and shit.
What’s up Jacir?
Syria?
You a long way from home.
I seen that shit on TV.
Yes.
(laughing)
Man, that man don’t understand shit
your ass saying, fool.
But that nigga right there,
he done see way more shit than these
flagging ass niggas act like that had seen.
You ready to spit your verse?
Let me get homie straight,
and let me get myself straight, you feel me.
Bet.
Go on, hit this junt mane.
No good.
Man, come on mane.
It’s for the mood and shit.
Come on, get your mind right, mane.
Get your mind right, mane.
Smoke it nigga, don’t smell it.
Yeah.
(Jacir coughing)
Uh huh.
Give me that shit, man, you playing.
Aight, I’m about ready, fool.
All right.
Let’s drop.
(beeping)
(”Unicorn Abeeds” by Al Kapone & Waheed AlQawasmi)
♪ Let me tell you something, mane ♪
♪ This oppression shit, fool, mane ♪
♪ This shit been happening, mane ♪
♪ Tired of these flagging ass niggas, mane ♪
♪ Acting like they give a fuck ♪
♪ Fake ass fightin’ and shit, mane ♪
♪ Fuck dat, mane ♪
♪ Shout out to all my unicorn abeeds, mane ♪
♪ My unicorn niggaz, mane ♪
♪ Been fight you bitches ♪
♪ Mane, I’m sick of this ♪
♪ All this racist shit ♪
♪ Tryna keep us down ♪
♪ Fuck your politics ♪
♪ You ain’t hearing me ♪
♪ You ain’t seeing me ♪
♪ But I won’t be denied ♪
♪ You ’bout to feel me ♪
♪ Thinking about the struggles of my day to day livin’ ♪
♪ That’s why I stay on my hustle ♪
♪ I gotta get out and get it ♪
♪ Yeah, bitch I want what is for me♪
♪ Inhale some potent weed ♪
♪ Fifth of yak, as I stack another BAG ♪
♪ But when the drought is on ♪
♪ barely making ends meet ♪
♪ Look at our history ♪
♪ injustice runs deep ♪
♪ They do us in the ghetto ♪
♪ Like they do ’em in Aleppo ♪
♪ I’m talking war zones ♪
♪ Out in this wicked streets ♪
♪ Now in the hood, we got these hatin’ racist ♪
♪ Brown abeed ♪
♪ Some of my own got the nerve to look down on me ♪
♪ Fuck ’em ♪
♪ This is every day reality ♪
♪ Don’t trust ’em ♪
♪ Not what they say and half of what you see ♪
♪ Back at the shitty job ♪
♪ They eyes reveal the hate ♪
♪ Gotta watch these opps and crooked cops ♪
♪ And stay outta the way ♪
♪ Promises from politicians ♪
♪ where the reparations ♪
♪ Kept us down ♪
♪ with poverty we talking generations ♪
♪ You ’bout the feel me ♪
♪ Always get it how you live ♪
♪ This is how it is ♪
♪ Do what you gotta do ♪
♪ It’s kill or be killed ♪
♪ New day, new time ♪
♪ It done got real ♪
♪ Lotta money drying up ♪
♪ Blood gonna spill ♪
♪ And we talking worldwide ♪
♪ Shit is unreal ♪
♪ The rich is getting richer ♪
♪ Poverty’s still here ♪
♪ Pushing racial divide ♪
♪ It’s right before our eyes ♪
♪ It’s like we hypnotized ♪
♪ With doom gloom and fear ♪
♪ How many out there gonna make it for another year? ♪
♪ How many out there really wanna just stay in the clear♪
♪ The tension’s getting thick ♪
♪ I see the bullshit ♪
(train whistle blowing)
(tense music)
(Morty meowing)
(tense music continues)
(Jacir speaking indistinctly)
(tense music continues)
Help, help please help.
Help.
(sirens wailing) (tense music continues)
(people chattering)
[Announcer] Dr. Andrews.
[Nadia] Jacir?
Oh my god.
Pardon.
How is good old Meryl?
Sorry, are you guys family?
No, he’s her neighbor.
[Nurse] Sorry, I can’t give you any information
unless you’re family.
(Jacir speaking Arabic)
He’s worried
because she’s older and lives alone now.
Unfortunately we see this kind of thing happen every day.
Usually accidental drinking with overuse of pain medication.
Either way she probably shouldn’t be alone
when she’s discharged.
Does she have any relatives?
We found the son in New York but we can’t reach him.
But you should make sure your friend here stays put.
Police will need a statement.
Waiting areas down the hall on the right.
Okay, will do, thank you.
[Reporter] The continuing conflict in Syria is once again
the topic of this week’s UN summit.
The death rate is climbing
and those who are most affected are the children.
For more...
(soft music)
(pills rattle)
(water flushes)
(sirens wailing)
(dogs bark)
(soft music continues)
(Morty meowing)
Oh God, why are you here?
You’re the last thing I need.
I bring.
(Morty meowing)
Morty.
Oh no, my babe.
I missed you.
You be okay?
You.
- You feed him, you give him? - Yes,
I give food.
Come.
Come sit.
(soft music)
(Morty purring)
It’s okay.
Cat here, me here,
we look for you.
(Meryl chuckling)
Your English is so bad.
Sir, I told you family only and come on,
we can’t have a cat here.
Just a minute.
Wait just a minute.
I'’m gonna grab something to drink
and when I get back.
I promise they’ll be gone.
Uh
I promise, okay.
Thank you.
I take cat. Okay.
(Morty meowing)
Oh my boy.
What’s up man? You ain’t said shit all day.
You straight?
Tired.
Damn.
Hey, you remember that track I did the other night
at the studio?
I finished it.
You trying to hear it?
♪ All this racist shit ♪
♪ Trying to keep us down ♪
♪ Fuck your politics ♪
♪ You ain’t hearing me ♪
♪ You ain’t seeing me ♪
♪ But I won’t be denied ♪
♪ You ’bout the feel me ♪
♪ Man, I’m sick of this ♪
♪ All this racist shit ♪
♪ Trying to keep us down ♪
♪ Fuck your politics ♪
♪ You ain’t hearing me ♪
♪ You ain’t seeing me ♪
Very nice. ♪ But I won’t be denied ♪
Big star. ♪ You got to feel me ♪
Oh yeah, I appreciate that, mane.
I ain’t trying to be in no kitchen my whole life,
you feel me?
This shit right here,
this shit gonna gimme me that guap.
Guap?
Yeah.
You feel me.
Bet.
♪ Bitch, I want whats for me ♪
♪ Inhale some potent weed ♪
♪ Fifth for yak ♪
♪ As I stack another BAG ♪
♪ But when the drought is on ♪
♪ barely making ends meet ♪
♪ Look at our history ♪
♪ injustice runs deep ♪
♪ They do us in the ghetto ♪ ♪ Like they do ’em in Aleppo ♪
Hey.
Super legit.
Did they teach you that in English class?
Super legit.
Thank you.
(train whistle blowing)
(Jacir chuckles)
(train whistle blowing)
When nobody wants to listen to anything
that anybody says,
you’re either with us or you’re against us.
This is this idea of what you have now.
You can’t even have a conversation anymore.
This is the problem with your side of the aisle.
Anything you disagree with,
you immediately throw down the race card
or the Islamophobic card.
I didn’t mean to wake you.
[TV Host] Allow for a grand debate.
And they allow for freedom of speech and religion.
Okay.
I’m okay.
It’s just these damn pills.
I’m just not myself.
I understand you, friend.
Friend?
Yeah, not so fast, okay.
Give it some time.
What’s your story?
Where you from?
Syria.
Syria, well,
well let me just tell you.
You ain’t too bad for a Syrian, okay?
[TV Host] They’re gonna destroy us. That is not.
Phone?
I call.
What, you wanna use the phone?
[Jacir] Yes, please.
Yeah, sure.
But I thought they gave you all a free phone
and a laptop when you got here.
No.
Well, I don’t care
’cause I ain’t paying for a fucking thing here.
Let me tell you.
I go work,
come after.
Yeah, it’s a free country.
No problem.
[Meryl] Oh God.
Good morning, Mrs. Jackson.
Another brown one.
Excuse me?
I see your friend is keeping you company.
He’s not my friend.
Mrs. Jackson,
do you have any family members
we can reach out to, please?
There’s some concerning things.
Listen, it’s not a big deal.
I know I overdid it.
It’s my knees, my, my knees.
They, they hurt me all the time.
I mean, I’ll, I’ll sort it out.
The pain is certainly a problem as are the pills.
Look, I’m not a junkie.
[Doctor] And we’re gonna arrange pain management.
- [Doctor] For you. - I just a...
I just overdid it.
I just, I just took too much.
I, I, I know, I know what I did.
I know what I did wrong.
It’s okay.
We have looked at your cat scans in detail
and are concerned about tumors in your lungs.
[Doctor] And we need to work you up... (audio garbles).
(soft music)
[Doctor] To discuss some things a little more with you
and your family members, please.
No, there’s nobody.
(Arabic music playing)
[Adam] Everything okay?
Just come join me.
[Officer Simmons] How about a couple of green teas?
Sure.
You sure have been a busy little bee
since our last talk.
What I do?
Showing up on another police report.
I try help.
Yeah, had to help.
I know.
But what we talk about?
- Stay to yourself. - Stay to yourself.
Exactly.
So if you understand,
what am I doing sitting here
having close to the same conversation
we had a few days ago?
You wanna stay here,
go to work, school, then home, that’s it.
Remember, I snap my fingers
and you, my one headache out of hundreds, gone.
Stop scaring him.
Sorry, sir.
Sorry.
No, I don’t care who you are.
You can’t just go around
threatening people with deportation.
We’ll get you a lawyer.
[Officer Simmons] Little lady,
it’s not a threat, if it’s true.
(muffled speech)
[Officer Simmons] Never cross my desk.
He’d be a ghost,
which is what I want him to be.
Next time, walk away at any sign of trouble.
We have an understanding now?
Yes.
Thank you for your time and the lovely tea.
(soft music)
(train whistle blowing)
[Meryl] Okay. It’s Okay.
Home sweet home.
Whoa.
(Morty meowing)
(Meryl chuckling)
Morty has a life of his own.
So you fixed the fence?
You like?
Needs a coat of paint, but yeah, it looks good.
Yeah, no, for sure.
Listen Jacir, I,
I know we butted heads,
but I wanted to tell you that...
Please, it’s okay.
I’m not apologizing.
I mean, for what it’s worth,
I just wanted to say that
I was looking for a fight
and I thought you would’ve given me one.
I come back.
(Meryl chuckling)
So how long do you know each other?
Just a few weeks,
since he started working at our restaurant.
Ah.
And you’re dating?
No, we don’t really date in my house.
My dad’s a little strict.
So you’re?
Single, I guess.
You’re too pretty to be single.
Thank you.
Hey, do you wear that thing, that?
[Nadia] The hijab?
[Meryl] Yeah.
No.
Good because you know,
you just need a little makeup
and I mean, you can, you,
you got everything going on.
Don’t be so shy.
This isn’t Afghanistan,
wherever the fuck that is.
Okay.
Mrs. Meryl, I wish you a speedy recovery.
Fuck.
Pretty girl.
I cook food.
Hey Morty.
Do you think
that this is the awful stuff
he listens to and wakes us up every morning?
(train whistle blowing)
(”Cool Right Na!” by Al Kapone)
♪ Microphone, check two, three ♪
♪ Smoking on some real good green ♪
♪ Gotta take away my stress ♪
♪ Right na mentally free ♪
♪ Ain’t no drama right now ♪
♪ Everything a 100 right now ♪
♪ Inhale ♪
♪ Exhale ♪
♪ Cloud number nine right now ♪
♪ Listen to the beat then start sinking ♪
♪ in a melody and da groove ♪
♪ Let the lyrics manifest ♪
♪ Ain’t lying, I’m just speaking my truth ♪
♪ Do the music that I love ♪
♪ Everything that I see ♪
♪ Taken me anotha puff ♪
♪ Let it flow naturally ♪
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
♪ Ain’t no drama right now ♪
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
♪ Ain’t no drama right now ♪
♪ Everything in coming out ♪
♪ Reppin’ Memphis, Ten dirty south ♪
♪ M’s up ♪
♪ Dis us ♪
♪ Get wrong ♪
♪ Pow pow ♪
♪ Take me a swig of the brown ♪
♪ Hen Dog, Remy, maybe crown ♪
♪ Got something sexy on the way ♪
♪ So you know I’m about to beat it down ♪
♪ Real good stroke, you neva drown ♪
♪ Love to hear her moan, making sounds ♪
♪ Smack it up, flip it, turn around ♪
♪ Smack it up ♪
(Meryl screaming)
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
(Meryl laughing)
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
Dance.
- This is good. - ♪ Ain’t no drama right now. ♪
Very good.
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
♪ Everything’s good right now ♪
♪ Ain’t no drama right now ♪
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
Oh, no, no.
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
Yeah.
(dogs parking)
- Yeah. - Okay?
(sirens walking)
It’s okay.
I’m, so I’m not used to,
to dancing
anymore.
I understand.
Okay.
We going to eat something soon?
I bring food.
Oh.
Fuck.
(train whistle blowing) (sirens wailing in distance)
Damn,
that was good.
[Jacir] Mm.
Not like the hospital food.
Happy you like.
Yeah.
Where’d you learn to cook like that?
Learn at the
restaurant I work.
Oh that, that Arab restaurant.
Yes.
You come?
No far.
No, I wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like that.
So you never told me.
What’s your story?
No story.
Come on, don’t hold out on me now.
I mean, what did you do when you were
living where you’re from?
Syria.
- Yes. - Yeah.
I was a
student, university.
What’d you study?
Hmm?
I make big, big building.
Construction?
Oh that’s good.
Are you going to
go back to school?
Maybe,
when I make
money more.
When you make more money!
Yes, yes.
That’s cute.
Do you have a special girl back there?
You don’t have to be so sensitive.
You know that girl?
She likes you.
So you better stop being a pussy
so somebody else doesn’t take her.
I think dad for her no like me.
It’s not his life, it’s
it’s, it’s your life.
(Meryl coughing)
You okay?
I call hospital?
[Meryl] No, no.
No.
Sure?
I just need my fucking pills.
(soft music)
(soft music continues)
Give me.
(soft music continues)
This was a
half full.
What did you do with the rest of my pills?
(soft music continues)
I take.
[Meryl] What?
Sorry.
And here I am thinking
that maybe you’re a nice guy.
For once,
just once,
I,
I wanted to believe that
someone wants to help me
without wanting
something in return.
But no.
No, you just wanted to be nice to me
so you can have my fucking pills.
No, I think I help you.
Do you know
how much pain I’m in?
Do you?
Sorry.
[Meryl] Get out.
(soft music continues)
(sirens wailing)
(thumping)
(soft music continues)
[Officer Simmons] You’re a guest in this country.
You want to stay here, keep to yourself.
Don’t try and be there for someone you don’t even know.
[James] I’m not paying for this.
I understand sir.
May I get you something else?
If you don’t like the way it was cooked,
why did you eat the entire meal?
I dunno how it is back where you idiots come from, but
in America,
- The customer is always right. - What did you just call us?
[Nancy] Bless your heart.
I’m so glad that they let you speak,
but let the men handle this.
Excuse me.
Listen sir, I’m sorry for my daughter.
I will get fix it.
Hey man, you’re the one
who walked in an Arabic restaurant.
[James] Screw off snowflake.
Okay, now you’re just being a fucking troll, man.
Listen to me, you little shits.
Calm it man, calm it!
Take it easy.
I have friends who died
fighting for my rights and freedom.
So in this country, my country,
when the meal is bad,
we don’t pay for it.
You don’t like it, go back where you came from.
Hey bruh,
Ay y’all ass need to roll
like right now type shit.
We don’t lay down and take that shit no more.
Your ass either need to get out
or get knock the fuck up outta here.
Go.
Let’s get outta here Nancy.
Fuck these towel heads.
Fuck outta this place.
Adam, this some bullshit, bruh.
Why did you guys do this?
I can handle people like him.
Baba, you need to stop letting people like him
walk all over us.
Then lets clean that mess up
and go back to work.
(water flowing)
Jerome.
What’s up fool?
Hey, hey, hey.
What’s up?
You help me?
Help you with what?
[Jacir] I need more.
Oh damn, bruh.
Not you too.
If you wanna smoke a blunt,
we can smoke a blunt, you feel me?
That shit ain’t for you.
Not for me.
For good old Meryl.
Oh, if that’s the case, hell no.
You ain’t finna get me in trouble with that shit.
Please, please.
Please.
All right bruh.
I’ll see what I can do, man.
Today.
You sure you wanna do this fool?
Yes.
I make mistake.
I fix.
Nigga, what you doing?
[Jacir] Hide face.
[Jerome] Who you hiding from, Nigga?
You ain’t gotta do all that.
[Mr. 3.5] Ah, shit, my guy mane!
Ah.
[Mr. 3.5] I grew up with him back in the day.
My boy. What’s up with it?
[Mr. 3.5] Oh play boy!
Hey, you can stay back here.
Know what I’m saying?
What’s up, homie.
[Jerome] What’s up, man?
[Mr. 3.5] Mane, you already know baby.
People just dying to see us, mane.
Who’s that nigga behind you?
[Jerome] Oh nah, he cool, that’s my nigga.
[Mr. 3.5] Aight say less mane. What you trying to do?
[Jerome] Yeah, I’m trying fuck with them Oxys.
[Mr. 3.5] Two C-notes and a bill.
[Jerome] Goddamn nigga, what you so high for?
[Mr. 3.5] Mane, you better be glad
I went to school with your brother back in the day.
You know what I’m sayin’ ? Its dry season mane!
[Mr. 3.5] Fuck with you guy mane, I got you, you hear me?
[Junkie] Yo man, let me get two rocks.
[Mr. 3.5] The fuck, are you a cop or some cracker?
[Junkie] No, no.
[Mr. 3.5] Mane, get your bitch ass back outta here, mane.
[Junkie] Come on, man, just two rocks
and I’m outta here.
(gun shots firing)
[Jerome] Oh shit.
Get to fuck in the car, J.
Go, go.
We almost died over some pills.
You happy, Nigga?
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
(tires squealing)
That is some bullshit, bruh.
The Fuck, bruh.
(dark music)
For us?
Hell no, Memphis police slow as hell.
Come on though.
(dark music)
[Dispatcher] 1650 recap...
at 415, there is juveniles
(radio chatter)
All right,
that’s about it.
Have a good night.
- [MPD Officer] 551 delta. - Thank you.
[MPD Officer] Nothing to report here.
I’m gonna go get some grub.
[Adam] All gone.
Everything gone.
Damn, bruh, that shit crazy, bruh.
They been doing us like that for years.
They tear that shit down,
we build it right back up.
Yeah, we’ll figure something out, dad.
I don’t wanna hear any more bullshit from you three.
This has happened because of you.
If you had just let me deal with him in my way,
he never come back and do this.
(soft music)
Where were you two, huh?
I keep telling you,
but you didn’t listen,
this is not our country.
For them, we are nothing.
We have to live by their rules.
- [Jerome] Na, man, it ain’t - Just shut it.
I’m tired of hearing about your black lives matter.
And your liberal hippy bullshit.
And you have no family left.
But I’m not your family
and my daughter is not going to be your family.
Stay away from us.
I don’t need you to tell me how to deal with my life.
[Nadia] Wait, Jacir, come back.
[Jerome] Mane, Adam, your ass be bullshitin’,
I quit.
Racist ass nigga.
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(Jacir yelling)
(dogs barking)
(train whistle blowing)
(dogs barking)
(knocking on door)
Hey.
Jacir.
I got Morty.
Jacir,
come on.
Hi.
That
really nice girl called me and
she’s worried about you.
She,
she told me what happened.
Oh, so, you have a phone?
No work.
I bring from home.
Do you wanna use my phone to call someone?
You wanna talk about it?
Why?
Nobody hear me?
Look, I, I’m,
I’m not good at a lot of things, but
I am good at listening.
Why they do this?
Paint bad words.
People do stupid things, that’s why.
You know you make yourself crazy when you think about why.
But they say go home.
Go home, where?
Things will change, they’ll get better.
Everybody say get better.
Not true.
Everywhere I go, people don’t like us.
What I do to them?
You no like me.
That’s not true.
What I do to them?
I was man before
now what?
Nothing.
Stop.
(soft music)
Arab country treat me like dog.
Europe put me in cage like dog.
No home
for us.
All this
world, no home,
anywhere, nothing.
We belong nowhere, huh?
Where’d I go?
Huh?
Where?
I’m so sorry, I,
I didn’t know you lost so much.
(sad music)
Back home,
no family.
Everybody die.
Here,
no family.
People
not talk to people.
I’m not gonna pretend I,
I know what you’ve been through, but
I do know what it is to lose someone you love.
Your kid?
Well, I’m pretty much
dead to him.
I never hear from him.
And my,
my husband died
a few years ago.
I just think that’s why I’m,
I’m such a mess.
Sorry for him die.
Oh.
Me too.
You would’ve liked each other.
(Meryl coughing)
Will you take me back to my palace?
I wanna lie down.
(dogs parking)
(train whistle blowing)
You sing?
No.
Yes.
Good.
You sing now?
No.
Why no?
I eventually gave up trying.
That’s my,
that’s my husband Jimmy and my son
Tommy.
He stayed in New York
when my husband and I moved here.
Very pretty people.
Oh, it’s,
it’s just so much easier to
tear things down than to build them up.
I know.
Jacir, you should take that girl
and go somewhere and start a new life.
You can do that ’cause you’ve done it before.
You’re strong.
(Meryl coughing)
Where’d you get this?
(sirens wailing)
Don’t tell me, I don’t wanna know.
(sirens wailing)
(pounding on door)
[Officer] Police, open up.
(pounding on door)
- What did you do? - Police,
open up.
I no want you in pain.
(pounding on door)
[Officer Simmons] Jacir, open the door.
What do you want?
Anyone else inside with you?
No, not like it’s any of your business.
[Officer] He’s running through the backyard.
Head north.
Get in front of him.
Can’t you leave that boy alone?
Ma’am, unless you want go to jail for aiding a fugitive,
- this conversation... - Stop.
Go after him.
Thank you for your time, ma’am.
[Meryl] You people.
(tense bluesy music)
[Officer] Hey, stop.
Get back here.
Stop moving
(tense bluesy music continues)
Stop.
(tense bluesy music continues)
Nadia.
(sirens wailing)
Oh god.
Baba.
[Officer] Freeze!
Hands up.
- I warned you, Jacir. - Stop struggling.
(dark bluesy music)
(dark bluesy music continues)
Let’s go.
Come on,
on your feet.
Now.
[PA Voice] Citizenship and Immigration Services.
All visitors
So that’s not you?
You’re lying.
We both know that’s you.
You’re trying to play me?
(pounding on door)
What?
[Officer] Sorry sir.
Need you for a moment.
(soft music)
[Officer Simmons] Oh, great.
[Meryl] Uncuff that kid now
[Officer Simmons] Why should I do that?
[Meryl] Because I was with him that night, cowboy.
(soft music continues)
[Officer Simmons] Fine.
Yeah, fine.
Hurry up.
You are one lucky son of a bitch.
She just saved you.
You’re free to go.
(slow bluesy music)
How are you?
You okay?
Good, let’s get the fuck outta here.
Aw Meryl, why you do this?
Hey, I’ll stop when I need to.
Besides, I’m celebrating.
For what?
Well, I got your ass outta jail
(Jacir chuckles)
and it’s,
it’s my birthday.
You?
Oh happy birthday.
Yeah.
Well,
all right, come on.
Take this old lady home.
Yes.
Tonight, you and me go club.
(tension music)
Jacir.
Hey
I guess my dad was fucking right about you
Do you have any idea how used I feel?
Every time you fucking called me and you needed me,
I showed up, okay.
Don’t you dare do that.
Just go.
(bluesy music plays)
( ”Poison” by Dirty Streets )
(bluesy music continues)
(Meryl laughing)
Cheers!
(dogs barking)
Wow!
You look very pretty.
Thank you.
Oh, you’re not taking me out like that.
What?
No.
No, I have an idea.
Wait.
(dogs barking)
Take that jacket off.
Oh.
[Meryl] Come on.
Okay.
Jimmy loved the way he looked in this shirt.
(dogs barking)
Come on, I’ll help you.
Come on.
(dogs barking)
Looks good.
Tonight will be fun.
Look at me.
Woo.
Very nice.
Okay, little short, but...
[Jacir] I like.
- Looks great. - I like.
Thank you.
Ooh.
Here.
- Woo. - For you,
for me.
Gin, my favorite.
Hey,
I didn’t think Muslims drank?
Everybody’s different.
[Meryl] You don’t say.
Bi sah tek
Do what now?
- Bi. - Bi.
- Sah. - Sah.
Tek.
Bi sah.
(Jacir laughing)
Bi sah tek.
Tek, yes.
- Cheers. - Bi Sahatek.
Say what?
All right, we’re gonna have to teach you how to drink.
(pounding music)
Wow.
Meryl,
You ready?
No, let’s smoke some more.
Well, well, well, look at that, will ya?
How you doing?
In the flesh, is that you, Ms. Meryl?
How you doing baby girl?
I’m good.
Hi, hi Darcy, how are you?
I’m good.
How are you?
You look beautiful.
[Darcy] No, you look beautiful.
You’re the one.
Jacir, this is Darcy.
Darcy, this is Jacir.
[Darcy] It’s good to meet you.
Thank you.
Nice to meet you.
Yes it is.
Don’t worry,
he’s a lost soul, just like me.
I see.
You naughty girl.
I am naughty.
Well, listen, I’m not gonna be naughty.
I’m just gonna invite you to come in
and just have a good time.
Okay.
Bring that sandwich and your fine self.
I’ll see you in there, you know what I’m saying? okay.
She’s nasty.
You go?
Okay, yeah
come on.
(thumping music)
♪ You ain’t hearing me ♪
♪ You ain’t seeing me ♪
♪ Mother fuck your politics ♪
♪ Clip full of hollow tips ♪
(bluesy music continues)
♪ Mother fuck your politics ♪
♪ Clip full of hollow tips ♪
(audience applauds)
Appreciate y’all coming out, mane,
you know what I’m saying.
Give a round applause for the band,
you know what I’m saying.
(audience applauds)
My name Jerome, I go by Al Kapone.
You about go take a break for a minute.
But next,
Queen of Soul, Miss Darcy is coming to the stage.
Appreciate y’all.
Love y’all, mane.
I’m out this thing.
Oh my boy.
My motherfucking boy, that’s all.
Music.
Very good
Appreciate that, mane.
I appreciate y’all coming out supporting me.
I love your music.
Aw, we do what we can.
You know what I’m saying?
Hey my boy, good seeing you out.
Appreciate that shit you did,
keeping my name out that shit with them law.
You,
my brobibi.
Brobibi.
But hey, fuck all that.
That ain’t what we here about.
It’s a motherfucking celebration.
First I wanna say
fuck that nigga, Adam.
Ah,
fuck that nigga.
All he give a about is his motherfucking self.
We about to spread our wings
and we about to fly up out this bitch.
That’s what’s up.
Cheers.
[Meryl] Cheers.
Bi Sahatek.
Yeah.
Yes sir.
So how you holding up OG?
Better.
[Darcy] How y’all doing?
I can’t hear you.
I said how you doing?
(audience cheers)
Somebody clap your hands and say yes,
I’m doing all right.
It’s a good night.
And I’m also awesomely happy to see a dear friend of mine
that I’ve been knowing for quite a long time.
Put your hands together for Miss Meryl.
(audience applauds) (audience cheers)
Yeah.
How you doing baby?
How you doing?
And guess what?
She’s celebrating a birthday tonight.
[Audience Member] Yeah.
Yeah.
We gonna have a good time with this.
Yeah, we gonna have a good time
because I’m gonna ask a dear favor of her,
to please come up and sing a song, would you please,
- just sing us a song? - No.
Yes baby.
You can sing.
Put your hands together,
make her come on, come on baby.
Come on and sing.
Come on up, baby.
Come on up.
Come on up and show what you know how to do.
Come on.
You know I love you
and I miss you so much.
- Oh, baby. - Oh.
(audience applauds) (audience cheers)
Ladies and gentlemen, Ms. Meryl.
(audience applauds) (audience cheers)
[Audience Member] Go Meryl.
(audience cheers)
Oh boy.
[Jerome] Do your thang, mane.
Oh, Miss Darcy,
I haven’t done this in a long, long time.
[Darcy] You can do it, honey.
It’s nice to be back.
I’m a little rusty.
But,
I give it a go.
Boo,
"Night by Night".
"Night by night".
("Night by night" by Justin Toland & Waheed AlQawasmi)
♪ Night by night ♪
♪ Here I stand ♪
♪ Wind through my window ♪
♪ Drink in my hand ♪
♪ Cool me down ♪
♪ From a long, hot day ♪
♪ Night roll on ♪
♪ Pain roll away ♪
♪ I need my babe ♪
♪ Tears on my pillow ♪
♪ I can’t be saved ♪
♪ I need my babe ♪
♪ One hand on the bottle ♪
♪ I can’t be saved ♪
- [Darcy] Sing Meryl. - (audience cheers)
To my darling, Tommy,
things haven’t been the same since your dad passed.
I know we missed so much time together
and I regret that time we lost.
Whatever it is that you do,
don’t worry about me.
I’ll live to my dash,
and all I want for you is to live yours with no regrets.
Come on, Morty, stay with me.
Love you, your crazy mother,
Meryl.
(soft music)
(people chattering)
(Morty meowing)
♪ I need my babe ♪
♪ Tears on my pillow ♪
♪ One day I’ll be saved ♪
♪ I need my babe ♪
♪ One hand on the bottle ♪
♪ One day I'll be saved ♪
(audience cheers)
(somber music)
So you work tomorrow?
- Yeah. - Brobibi.
Brobibi
Gotta get their money, mane.
You hear me?
Yes.
[Jerome] New job, same dishes.
(bluesy music)
(bluesy music continues)
[Meryl] Thank you guys.
Thank you.
(audience cheers) (audience applauds)
[Darcy] It’s good to see you.
[Darcy] Ladies and Gentlemen wasn’t that beautiful?
Yes, sir.
That’s how you do that!
Miss Meryl, ladies and gentlemen.
Put your hands together for her.
(audience applauds)
[Darcy] Are you ready for some more?
You sing very good.
Oh god, well thank you
for making an old lady really happy tonight.
Old?
You young inside my friend.
Yeah.
Well, I’m proud to call
you my friend, Jacir.
Thank you.
Take picture.
[Jerome] Aw, I got you.
(bluesy music)
♪ Microphone check two three ♪
♪ Smoking on some real good green ♪
♪ Gotta take away all my stress ♪
♪ Right now mentally free ♪
♪ Ain’t no drama right now ♪
♪ Everything a hundred right na! ♪
♪ Inhale ♪
♪ Exhale ♪
♪ Cloud number nine right now ♪
♪ Listen to the beat then ♪
♪ Start sinking in a melody and da groove ♪
♪ Let the lyrics manifest ♪
♪ Ain’t lyin’ I’m just speakin’ my truth ♪
♪ Do the music dat I luv ♪
♪ Everything that I see ♪
♪ Taking me another puff ♪
♪ Let it flow naturally ♪
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
♪ Ain’t no drama right now ♪
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
♪ Ain’t no drama right now ♪
♪ Everything in coming out ♪
♪ Repping Memphis, Ten dirty south ♪
♪ M’s up ♪
♪ Dis us ♪
♪ Get wrong ♪
♪ Plow plow ♪
♪ Take me a swig of the brown ♪
♪ Hen dog, Remy, maybe Crown ♪
♪ Got some sexy on the way ♪
♪ So you know I’m ’bout to beat it down ♪
♪ Real good strokes, never drown ♪
♪ Love to hear her moan, make a sound ♪
♪ Smack it up, flip it, turn around ♪
♪ Smack it up, flip it, I’m a hound ♪
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
♪ Everything’s good right now ♪
♪ Ain’t no drama right now ♪
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
♪ Everything’s cool ♪
♪ Everything’s good ♪
♪ Everything’s cool ♪
♪ Everything, everything, everything ♪
♪ Everything, everything ♪
♪ Everything’s cool right now ♪
("Cool Right Na")
("Cool Right Na" continues)
(music fading)
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