Never Back Down 2: The Beatdown (2011) - full transcript

Big uppercut
by Martinez!

What a kick!

Beautiful!

The Head Kick!

This is crazy!

Power slammed
in the back!

Oh, oh, oh!

Martinez wins!

We've got some great matches for you tonight, people,
make some noise!

We've got boxers, wrestlers,
psychos, criminals...

We've got a couple of
douchebags in there as well.



Support these douchebags people.
Make some noise out there!

Isn't this fucking great?

Yeah, you see that?
That's you in an hour.

Oh, really?
Why wait?

Save it.

I'm ready
to go out tonight, guys.

I need some blood!

Who wants some
blood out there, guys?

What the hell are we
even doing here?

Any of you guys Stokes?

Yeah, I'm Stokes.

You're up, bro. Get some.

This one's gonna be a barnburner people.
Let's hear it.

This ends here. Tonight.



Ends?

This is where it begins.

Wow.

PS3, huh?
What's your favorite game?

I don't know.
Killzone 3, I guess.

Here, let me get this.

I got it.

I can give you guys a hand
if you guys need any help.

I'm Kurt, Mike's roommate.

Hey, Kurt. John Stokes,
Mike's dad.

Nice to meet you, John.
You, too.

All right, so who's hungry?
How about I treat you boys to lunch?

I think I'm just
gonna go unpack.

Okay.

I'll see you upstairs.

Look, Son...
Thanks for the ride.

* It's bittersweet sixteen
Now to sharpen up your sixteen

* I'm straight from Queens

Shoulders up, Zack.

* It's great
you made me bring the beat

* I got the shit that'll lift the concrete right from under your feet

* Undisputed is my rap sheet

* You can tell from the...

All right, Zack.

Smoke and Thunder, baby.
Smoke and Thunder.

You keep droppin'
that shoulder,

and any club fighter
could pick you apart.

Yeah? Tell that
to my last three victims.

Listen, kid...
Hey, look, look, look.

There's been a little change
of plans, all right?

I just got off the phone
and Jefferson pulled out.

But not to worry, all right?
I got you a sub.

This guy named Ortega.
And he just moved up from welterweight.

He's got a 4-and-3 record.

I think it's a mistake.

The fight's in three weeks

and we don't know
anything about Ortega.

The guy's 4-and-3,
I'm 5-and-0.

You know what
that adds up to, huh?

An ass whupping for Ortega.
Even you can do basic math.

Man, educate this dude.
Title fighter right here.

You tell 'em Zack,
you tell 'em.

It's time.

Tim!

Hey.

Tim!

Hey, Mom. What's wrong?

Nothin'.

Would you all leave
your brother alone?

Go upstairs,
wash up for dinner.

Come on, both of you.

So, what have you
got goin' for tonight?

Term paper.

Hmm.

Okay.

The bank gave us
a third notice

and they're giving us
another month to pay.

You've been killing yourself ever since Dad died to keep this house, Mom.

Just let me drop out.
I'll get a night job.

No!

Go finish your term paper.

And I'll bring you something
for supper, okay?

Go on.

You know me.
I'll figure something out.

Go on.

Dude, there's
no way you can compare

Wonder Woman's lasso
to Thor's hammer.

That doesn't make any sense.

That's like comparing
a penis to a vagina.

Oh, hey, I gotta jump.

Hey, what's up?
Hey.

Just thought I could
do a little trading.

Sure. What you got here?

These are '86.

Nice.

Real nice.

Some trippy stuff.
This is yours?

Yep. I got 18 more
just like it at home.

That's cool. Um...

You know what,
the guy who's in charge

of buying is
this guy, Butler.

He's just not
in today. But...

I don't know what
you want to do.

Come back tomorrow?

Yeah, of course.
That's cool.

Actually, why don't
you hang onto these,

and then I'll just
swing by tomorrow.

Yeah, sure. For you,
yeah, I'll do it.

All right. Thanks.
All right, no problem.

Hey, you don't wanna, like,
go out sometime?

Not gonna happen, dork.

Hey, Kurt, check this out.

Somebody hacked
the college server.

It's all over the place.

Come on.
Come out with me.

No, I'm staying in, man.

Dude.

What?

We are college freshmen, man.

Whether you know it or not,
your body is a reservoir of raging hormones

and pent-up sexual energy.
What is wrong?

Oh!

Talk to me, all right?
And then let's get on it.

Okay, but you cannot
tell a soul.

It's about my dad.

Welcome to college, man.

* We gonna make it last

* Grind a brother
in the table, baby

* It's supposed to happen

* Lights on, baby,
camera, action

* I rip shit,
in a different fashion

* This shit's magic when it comes out classic when I'm smashin'

* That's what I call
more blastin'

* Yeah,
I'm ready for the media and all the question-asking

* Your boy
got hisself established

* It's supposed to happen

* Please don't get it
twisted backwards

* I'm still holdin'
I keeps it cracklin'

* We gonna make it last

Not bad for
early season. Come.

Freshman crop of honeys
ripe for the taking, right?

You gotta put
your bid in early.

Not a problem.

You wait till you see my man
here in action. Legend.

Pick any honey in this room,
Mike gets it done.

Ignore him.

Hey, hey,
how's it goin'?

Legend, huh?

All right.

That one. Right there.

All right, roommate,

show him how
a pro gets it done.

Seriously, dude, that thing
with your old man,

take it out on that.

Fuck off, Kurt!

* You can have all my money

Hey.

Hey.

Pretty cool party.

Yeah.

"Cool."

Okay. All right, not the
most original of openers.

Let me try this again.

Would you like to go
grab a cup of coffee?

So? Would you?

If I tell you I already
have a boyfriend,

you promise not to take it
as some big, macho challenge

and try to steal me
away from him?

I promise?

I'm already dating someone.

Get a doctor!

All right.
Back and forth.

Left and right.

Step left, kick right.

Left, right.

Left, right.

There he is!
Get his ass! Let's go!

I told you I was
gonna get you, boy!

What? You got something to say now?
Fuck you!

I think he's gonna start enjoying this ass beating, bro!

Stop!

Pick his ass up!
Please!

What? What?
You think this is a game!

I'm gonna teach you
not to run your mouth.

That's what
I'm talking about, boy.

What? You got
something to say?

Get him! Get him!

Motherfucker!

Fuck!

I got something for
your ass now, boy.

Hold him!

Man, this is gonna hurt.

No, no, no, no, no,
please, come on!

- Get that motherfucker!
- Come on! Let's go!

Where you going?

Hold it!

Who this motherfucker is?

What y'all want?

We can take him.

Hold up.

We're cool. We're good bro.

We'll get you another day.

Let's go.

Thanks. Thanks, guys.

Who is it?

Mike.
I was told to come see the RA for some reason.

Mike, the wrestler kid?

Yeah.

Enter, Mike the wrestler.

So, why'd you
want to see me?

We'll get to that,
Mike the wrestler kid.

But first, may I ask you,

are you a fan
of the fight cage?

Do you have a taste
for the savage science?

Yeah. I guess so.

Okay, great. Come on.

Behold.

So, you're behind this?

You tell anyone that,

and I'll fucking kill you.

What's up with the clock?

That's the countdown
to the Beatdown, baby.

The what?
The Beatdown, bro.

It's back. Less than
100 days to go

for a second dose
of ass-kicking,

skull-crushing mixed
martial arts madness.

Cajun style.

Only this time,
I'm in charge.

Max Cooperman,
impresario of the Beatdown.

Fight's on when
the clock ticks down, bro.

$20 a head, at a site
to be determined.

A tournament?
Yeah, bro.

One night, two hours,
16 fighters.

Winner takes home a cool 10 grand and nationwide celebrity.

Well, that sounds cool, man.
But what's that got to do with me?

As you can see,
I have some spots to fill.

And you can help by talking to some of your no-neck wrestling buddies.

I'll give you a finder's fee
and comps to the Beatdown.

Just keep my name out of it.

'Cause it's illegal, right?

I don't know, man.
You think?

It's like a rave.
Only instead of drugs,

we're gettin' stoked
on mayhem.

Cops and non-believers
to be avoided at all costs.

I'll think about it.

The swelling's gone.

But if your retina
detaches anymore,

you could go completely
blind in that eye.

Now your injury is caused by receiving too many blows to the head.

The symptoms won't heal
without a medical procedure.

Well, I mean, then
all I need is surgery, right?

Then I can fight again?
I'm afraid not.

Well, I mean,
I won't tell anyone.

You can't tell
anyone either, right?

Zack, I'm sure this
is a tough blow,

but it's not as tough
as the one

that takes your eyesight.

Your career as
a boxer is over.

Oh, my gosh,
girl, these guys are so hot.

I know.

Yeah, girl.
MMA is what boxing wishes it could be.

I know, right?
Ground and Pound, baby.

These guys could have me
any day of the week.

I know. I know, right?

* Do the, do the what, bitch?

* Do the, do the what, bitch?
Do the, do the what, do, do?

* Do the, do the what, bitch?
Do the, do the what, do, do?

* Do the, do the what, bitch?

What are you
guys watching?

* Stick your ass out, bitch,
like you... *

Where's Mom at?

* Come on

* Lock the door
Tie me down

* Baby, give me
what I need *

Look, I had to do it,
okay, sweetie?

We need this money.

But, Mom, I just...
We can talk about this later.

I don't...
No. Go home, Tim.

Hey, Stokes.

Should I be worried, man?

What?

It's gotta hurt, huh?

Your dad leaves your mom
for another dude?

You think that
shit's hereditary?

That's it! You're done
for the day!

Oh!

You're done, Stokes!

Don't set foot in
my gymnasium again!

What?

I was looking into
entering this Beatdown thing.

Did you fucking tell him?

What makes you think I have anything to do with that shit?

You did. Just now.

Fuck! Okay, come in.

Come on, come on.

Well, you obviously
don't go here.

How'd you find me?

Comments, man,
on the Orlando videos.

You're semi-famous.

And you ain't
that hard to find.

So you two wanna fight?

Either one of you ever
mix it up, MMA style?

I box. Or used to.

AAU, All City.

Wrestling champ. State.

Dudes, chill.

Okay, I can't just put any
Tom's hairy dick in the cage.

I've got customers
to please,

aficionados of
the savage science.

My fighters gotta
have moves.

Don't worry.
I got moves.

So do I.

Yeah? Show me.

Let's get some!

Nice.

The TV. The TV.

Whoa!

All right.

All right.

All right, all right, all right,
all right, get off! Chill! Chill!

I like the passion.
You both have heart.

Reminds me of a boy
I brought up back in the day.

But, dudes, this is
mixed martial arts.

It's about boxing, wrestling,
Brazilian jiu-jitsu, judo, Muay Thai.

You gotta be hip to
all the disciplines,

not just one or two of 'em.

You wanna be the best,
you gotta take out the best.

And in order to do that,

you gotta learn from
one of the masters.

Who? Point us in
the right direction.

Well, lots of clubs
around here

are run by posers
and wannabes.

You boys need someone
who's been in the soup.

The cage.

A true warrior with
the scars to prove it.

A name, Max.
Give us a name.

Case Walker.
Former collegiate wrestler.

Kyokushin black belt,

trained jiu-jitsu in Brazil
with the Machado family.

One of the most fully loaded
fighters on the planet.

And I guarantee you,
a day with this guy

is like a month
anywhere else.

That's if he decides
to take you on.

Well, how come
I've never heard of him?

Yeah, me either.

You guys ever hear of Fedor?
Anderson Silva?

Or Overeem before they steamrolled everyone in their path?

Believe me, those guys
have heard of Case.

Where do we
find this guy?

What?

Um... Are you Case?

You wouldn't even ask me that shit if you didn't already know.

Why don't you
answer my question?

What?

As in, motherfucker,
what do you want?

Look, I'm Mike,
and he's Zack.

We wanna train with you,
Mr. Walker.

Why?

'Cause we heard
you're the best.

No, no, no, no, no.

Why would I teach you?
Do I know you?

You kin to me?
I owe you a favor?

We wanna fight
in the Beatdown.

Max said that you're the best... Max?

You tell that little
wannabe Dana White,

next time he sends a couple of
bitches over to train with me,

he gonna have some
damn problems.

Now, get the fuck outta here.

Hey. I ain't no bitch, man.

You ain't too smart either.

What about you?

Man, I don't even
like this guy.

But I ain't gonna let
him go out like that.

You all got heart.

You got money?

How much?

This week, $20 each,
five-pound bag of potatoes,

and you gotta wash Daisy.

Daisy?

My house.

I'll try you
out for the day.

But real talk.
Our deal is I teach you.

You pay me in blood,
sweat and money.

And I don't teach you
what you want.

I teach you what you need.

And I never teach
any two people the same way.

Now what you take from here

becomes yours to do
with as you wish.

Now, come as often as you
want, or don't come at all.

I won't expect a card
at Christmas either way.

Let me see.

So I got a boxer
and a wrestler.

All right, Mr. Boxer.

You're gonna start by
giving me 50 sprawls

followed by 50 front kicks.

Sprawl? Man, I don't know...

Whoa, whoa. My bad.

I forgot to mention,
shut the fuck up.

I don't even wanna
hear your voice.

And I don't make mistakes.

You do what I say,
or get the fuck out.

You feel me?

All right, Tim, give
Mr. Boxer 100 sprawls,

followed by 100 front kicks.

All right?

Go.

All right, Mr. Wrestler,

I got somethin'
special for you.

I want you to punch
this piece of paper.

Now, your punch
has to be

perfectly straight
and accurate.

Use the first
two knuckles. Watch.

Make a hole in
the center of the paper.

You don't get it done,

you don't move on
to the next technique.

Go.

* I'm calling
Got a headline

* Now I'm tired
of treading water

* I've been dead set
on these big dreams

* And I'm applying
all my sure-fire schemes

* Tell me if I'm too old

* To stand on glass,
throwing stones

* Put all of my faith and hope

* I'll trade my soul
to keep me just hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

Hey! Don't you have a home?

You ain't ready for that technique.
Come back tomorrow.

And you owe me
a new composition notebook.

Black.

* Keep me just

* I'm falling
through the dream mine

* And I'm all
but at the bottom

* All the mountains
of coins I've thrown

* Have walked away
she cast them before

* There won't be...

* Tell me the story over

* There will be rules
in store

* Enough spent,
more to keep me just hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me just

* Keep me just

No, no, no,
stop, stop, stop.

No. Try it again.

All right, good.

* Don't tell me
You're all I know

* Don't leave me
desperate and alone

* When all other light is gone

* A single spark is all I need

* To keep everything low

* To dig down the light
beneath the snow

* To carry on, to carry on

* To carry on

* To keep me just hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

* Keep me hanging on

Nice hat, dude.

* Keep me just

Fuck!

Man, where's this dude at?

Hey, if it's too
long of a wait,

why don't you stop your
bitchin' and leave, hotshot?

So, dude, what's your deal?

How'd you end up
training with Case?

How come you're not
in the Beatdown?

I don't have to fight like some caged animal to prove I'm a man.

What you tryin' to say?

I didn't try,
I believe I said it.

Yo.
Hey, chill, man.

I'd like to give you
a personal facelift, too.

We got reason
to be here, fellas.

Unlike some people I know.

Is that supposed to
be directed at me?

Yeah. What are you gonna do
about it, Kurt Cobain?

I'm just sick of you
ridin' me, all right?

That's not what
your mother said.

Hey! Justin!

You gonna let him talk
about your mama like that?

Punch his ass in the face.

Or better yet,
do Flounder Three on his ass,

like we worked on.

That's got to be
the worst role model

since Sweep the Leg, man.

Yeah, and what's
Flounder Three?

I don't know.
This dweeb ain't gonna do shit.

You got dropped on your
ass, dude. You all right?

Are you crying?
What's up, bros?

Whoa!

You guys are like a tight-knit
unit now, this is great.

Man, fuck that,
that was a cheap shot.

No, Zack, come on, man,
that was even called out.

I think it was called
the Flounder Three, man.

No hard feelings, all right?

Smoke and Thunder, baby.
Deal with that shit.

Come on, man, chill out.

Hey, I barely even
touched him.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Dude.

It's cool, right, buddy?

Right on, guys.
Anybody seen Case?

Yo, Case.

I'll be out in a minute.

Hey.

Man, don't you knock?

I did.

Did I say come in?
Hey, put that down.

Well...
Don't!

Okay.

Max, what do you want?

You got a nice little band of
acolytes out there, dude.

Warms the heart to see.

I think they might
just kill each other.

Dude, I know it sucks
what happened.

But you had the frickin' fight
world by the short hairs, man.

You could still.
Max, what do you want?

I'm just trying to help you.
Let me help you, man.

I can put you back in touch
with some good people

I know at Strikeforce.

And all you gotta
do is, you know...

All right, dude.
I can take a hint. Okay?

I just hate to see a waste
of God-given talent.

Which brings me to the true
reason for my little visit.

You need cash, Sensei?

I can put money
in your pocket.

What is this?

Max's idea.
Little pro-am action.

Get the crowd excited
for the upcoming Beatdown.

If you can survive
one minute with Case,

you'll get 100 bucks.

That's my sensei.
That's my sensei.

Is it true that
your mom works here?

Not tonight she doesn't.

Dude, I wish my mom
worked at a strip club.

Whoo!

Oh, shit, my girl's here.

Hi, babe.
Hey, what's up?

How are you?
You look good.

Thanks.

Hey.
Mike.

Right, Mike.

Yeah, you two would
know each other.

Got me a little
college girl.

Well, at least I know
it wasn't a brush-off.

Yeah!

Nice.

That's right. Nice.

Hi, Zack.

Hey, what's up?

Is that your mom?

How's your mom?
What?

I mean, it must
suck that your dad

left your mom
for another man.

What?

Hey, dude, that blows.

No pun intended.

No.

Let's go, Case!
Rip him up!

Dude, get down.

Mike, are you
out of your mind?

Not a good idea.

Yo, someone get Max.

Yeah! Get some!

It's stupid to fight angry.

You gotta remember,
an angry mind is a narrow mind.

Come on.

Uh-oh.

Oh, shit!

Tap.

Go fuck yourself.

Tap. Tap, or I'll break it.

Four, three, two, one.
- Four, three, two, one.

Asshole. If this
was a real match,

I would've broke
your goddamn arm.

Fuckin' great show!
Mike, yeah!

Fuck, yeah! Whoo!

Who's behind all this?

A fuckin' genius, man.

Looks like we got
an ex-con lurking.

How can you tell?

Where else do you see
pull-ups like that?

Where'd you do time,
boy? State?

Angola?

Hey. I asked you a question.

Well, I'm gonna have
to ask you to vacate.

Why? I'm not
hurtin' anybody.

Yeah, well, it's my job

to get your black ass out
of here before you do.

Come on, man. Come on,
Come on, come on, man.

You listen to me, convict.

I got 50 ways to make
your black ass disappear.

So when I say go,
you better say, "How far?"

You got that?
- Morning, Sensei.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.

So what the hell's
goin' on here?

Nothin'.

I don't wanna see you
around here again.

That goes for you, too.

What was that all about?

What's up?
- What's up, bitches?

Wow.
- Dude, you're bald.

Guys, I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna join
the Beatdown, dude.

If it ain't in ink,
you ain't a believer.

Dude, you spelled
"beat" wrong.

Let's cut the bullshit,
guys, let's train.

Whoa. What's the matter
with Case?

Man, the cops hassled him.
Said none of us can train here anymore.

Well, fuck the cops, right?

I mean, they can't
make us leave.

No, no, no, no.
Case is on probation.

If he so much as jaywalks,
they're gonna send him back to prison.

Yeah, well what does
Mike give a shit about Case?

Obviously, he don't.

What are you talking about?
That's not true.

Really?

Is that why you put him in a position to suffer his only loss?

Yeah, that's right, asshole.

Because he spared breaking your arm,
he's now been defeated.

Nah. That was just a bullshit
match at the strip club, man.

No, not to him.
To him it was an "L".

I mean, what has he got?
Daisy?

What the hell did you guys do?
You guys cheered?

Really?

He should have
ripped your arm off

and he should have shoved it
right up your ass.

What?

Hey, Case, it's Mike.
Can I please talk to you?

You heard the cops,
we've been shut down.

Just leave me alone.
All of you.

We gotta find him
a place to train, man.

Yeah, not some
shitty vacant lot, either.

We need a proper dojo, man.

Oh, shit, guys.
I think I know a place.

For years,
we've been delivering people new furniture

and hauling the old stuff
away for free.

Originally, we were gonna
fix it up, try to resell it.

As you can see,
that never happened.

I talked to Ted and he said if we clean the place out,

we could make it
our own dojo.

Just have to pay
the utilities, no rent.

What do you guys think?

I think we got a lot
of work to do.

It's fucking perfect.
What?

While you guys
finish cleaning up,

I'm gonna go make sure
Case doesn't leave town.

I got an idea, fellas.

How to get some equipment
at a real bargain.

Hey, babe.
Oh, hey, not now.

I'll be back in a couple
of hours, all right?

Look, I'm sorry, all right?

It was just
something I heard.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

People gossip.
It's what they do.

I didn't know it was
some big secret.

Okay, can we talk
about something

other than my father's
sexual orientation?

Well, it's not like
you're gay, right?

I mean, like, homosexuality
isn't, like, hereditary.

It's not like a disease.
And no, I'm not gay.

How do you know?

How many girls
have you slept with?

I don't know.
Who the hell keeps count?

Seventeen.

What?

Seventeen?

Yeah. Seventeen.

Heavy numbers,
don't you think?

Relative to what?

A player like you?

Look, I've done okay.

Define "okay".

And if you lie,
you curse yourself to a life of bad lovers.

You were saying?

Okay, I got an idea.

I'm gonna write
my guess on this table.

But do not look
until I walk away.

And no peeking.

All right,
put it down, fellas.

Yeah! I got all
the equipment, fellas!

Look what Daddy's got.

What do you think?

Put it down, fellas.

Where'd all this
shit come from?

Let's just say it was liberated from a certain boxing gym.

I thought the idea was
to keep Case out of jail.

Believe me,
Frankie is never gonna report this stuff stolen.

Yeah? How can
you be so sure?

'Cause I know the gym
he stole it from.

World of boxing, right?

Well, this ain't
even half of it.

I got a truckload
more stuff outside.

Let's hustle, fellas.

I'll be damned.

Not too bad, huh?

Well?

That's my inspiration.

Little piece of equipment
I used to use back in the day.

I'll demonstrate. Just...

You might want to
back up a little bit.

In case I still got it,
you know?

This far enough?

Yeah, like a foot further.

Fucker.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Is he really gonna do that?

Now would you rather push your opponent or finish your opponent?

Don't worry about the bag.
A little duct tape will fix that up.

Let's get started.

That was powerful.
Okay.

Rubber Guard basics.
First go to Mission Control.

Right here.

Then we Zombie the arm.

Next, we go to Chill Dog.
Up and over.

Once in Chill Dog,
I can choose whatever submission I want.

This one is
called Gogoplata.

All right.

* I'll never be controlled, no

* Never

* Ever

* Our time is running out

And time. Switch.

* Our time is running out

* The beat of his heart
keeps racing

* The calm before the storm

* The tick of his clock
is raging

* To understand is to...

Come on, come on, come on.

* And magic jewels
imprisoning me

* You'll never see inside, no

* Never

* Ever

* The dazzling face
of jealousy

* The ups and downs
are where you breathe

* Respecting all
we found that day

* And time is running out

That's good.

You've got a good chance
to win this thing.

Nah, man. I'm just not
interested anymore.

Oh, shit.

Dude, is that
Lyoto Machida?

Yeah. It is.

He used to be light
heavyweight champion, dude.

What's he doing here?

Him and Case used
to train together in Brazil.

Okay, so, dude,
what's the deal with Case?

I mean, why isn't he
world frickin' champ?

Well, he was champ in a few
other organizations.

Max told me six years ago,
he was set to take the MMA world by storm.

Then he just disappeared.

Damn.

That must have been when
he went to prison, right?

Nope.

He was only in prison
for two years.

He got out on good behavior.

Hey. What are you guys
lookin' at? Go get ready.

Hey, so what was
Case convicted of?

Never asked,
he never told.

Bet it rhymes
with "kromicide".

I saw some old clips of him
on YouTube fighting.

You would not believe
the famous dudes he's beaten.

I know.

Case got busted for cuttin'
the tag off a pillow.

Did you see his fights
with Ray Sefo?

Or how about him
versus Bas Rutten?

Yeah.
Those were some good fights, man.

Or what about,
what's his name,

the blonde,
buff brother?

Melvin Guillard.

No, no, no. He's, like,
half Case's size.

Sisqo.

Michael MacDonald?

No, no, no.
Bigger than him.

I know.

Case got in trouble
for copying a Hornets game

without the written
consent of the NBA.

Dude, did you forget to take your meds or something today?

No, this guy,
he suplexed Fedor.

And he knocked out
Mirko Cro Cop.

Kevin Randleman.

Hey, guys, I just...

I just wanted to say, look,
what you guys did for me with this gym,

I just wanted to say thanks.

Go easier on us in sparring might be one way to show your gratitude.

You know,
it's your temper that gets you into trouble sparring.

I'm a little worried
about you.

Zack needs to be
the one worried about Mike.

What, you don't see
the way he looks at Eve?

I'm just sayin', dude,
you need to get your own girl.

I'm just gonna
ignore this clown.

Hey, Mike, why don't you
slip me your mom's number?

I hear she's single.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey.

You guys wanna go at it?
Get in the cage.

Yeah, I wanna go at it.
Let's get in the fuckin' cage.

All right, good fight, guys.
Good fight.

Here. Right here.

Oh, almost. You know what,

I'm gonna fight
like your daddy.

Nice.

Watch the wrist, man.

He's got you, bro.
Just tap.

He ain't tappin'.

Dude, don't be a dummy,
man. Tap.

He ain't gonna tap.

Are you okay?

Zack told me you got hurt.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I heard you were caught
in like some triangle thing.

Yeah, tell me about it.

What?

Nothing.

Um...

Do you wanna come in?
No.

I was just... I was just
here to check on you.

But you seem fine.

Yeah, I feel okay.

I guess I could be better.

I mean, maybe
I should've tapped.

Well, when you have the opportunity to tap,
maybe you should.

Oh.

You know,
I can come back later.

In fact, I left something
in the field house...

No. I was just leaving.
So, bye.

I am so sorry, bro.

No, it's okay, man.

Anyway,
she's got a boyfriend.

Yo, man, maybe it's the headgear, man.
Take it off.

What's wrong
with your eye, man?

Man, nothing's wrong.
Come on.

Dude.

What, so if I tell you,
you don't let me train anymore?

Nah, man, I put too much
into this. I need this.

What's up, man?

Doctor said I have
a partially detached retina.

That's why I can't
box anymore.

That sucks, I guess.

Does this mean
I can't train anymore?

Why not?

What about the Beatdown?

I ain't your daddy, man.
If you wanna risk goin' blind, that's on you.

You don't think it's stupid?

Me fighting
with my condition?

Of course, it's stupid.

But, hey,
I ain't done a whole lot of things most folks would agree with.

But I can live with my choices
as well as my consequences.

Can you?

Yeah.

Well, there it is then.

From now on,

you're a southpaw.

Work that jingle
into your footwork.

All right? You gotta plan
the footwork. There you go.

Protect that eye.
Keep that eye back.

Just like that.
Left hand up.

Get that asshole!

Now for the next trick.

Calm down, all right!
Calm down!

Watch what I'm about to do.

To a bitch's face.

Nobody touches me
like that!

Hey, hold on, chief.
Wait up.

What's up, man?

You made that look easy.

Yeah.

You're Vail's kid, right?
Yeah.

I'm here to pick her up.

You know who you are?

You're my new head
of security.

How does $400
a night sound?

Sounds great, man.

But on one condition.
What's that?

You gotta fire my mom.

You got it.

Okay.

Remember, I told you an angry mind is a narrow mind.

Whenever you're angry,
you're only thinking

about what you can
do to somebody.

You're not thinking about
what can happen to you.

Now that's how
Justin got you.

Isn't anger
good for fighting?

No. It's about emotional
content. Not anger.

Doesn't that anger make you work harder?
No,

it just makes you feel like
you're working harder.

You're actually burning
out your mind.

And where your mind goes,
your body follows.

It's better to make
your opponent angry,

so you can control the fight.

The real test for you
is to calm your mind.

Five, four, three, two,

and that's time.

All right. Hydrate.

Stretch. That means you,
Justin.

What's wrong with you?

I don't know, man.
My numbers are thin.

I got the diehard fight fans,
but that ain't that many tickets sold.

I gotta, like, broaden
my base somehow.

I don't know what to tell you.
Save money on venue.

Use this place.

Thanks.

* I can't always start
I can't always win

* I want a release
from something within

* Where does it go?
What do you do?

* What do you think
I think of you?

* You want to be loved
You want to be free

Dude. Dude!

Dude, come here.
Time out. Check this out.

Check this out.

* What do you think
I think of?

Hey, take a photo.

* Don't speak
You don't know what to say

* I think I'm oblivious
to your way

* What you live
All that you've seen

* I am a target
You can shoot me for free

* The conversation
that went on all night

* That makes you think
that my time was just right

* Jumps into reverse
from pillar to post

* It's getting faster
as she's getting close

* Don't always speak
Don't always say

* I'm oblivious to...

Yes. Yes, yes, yes. Yes!

Zack, are you crazy?

All the training,
all the work you've been through.

What, you're just
gonna quit now?

I don't know, man.
I just don't see the point anymore.

So you're not in
the Beatdown?

Oh, that's too bad.

I mean come
on dude, really?

Dude, I mean, life is looking pretty damn good.
Haven't you noticed?

Why risk losin' my sight?
It's stupid.

Hi, Zack.
I saw your video.

Yeah? What'd
you think, beautiful?

I thought it was hot.

Thanks, baby.
That's real sweet of you.

What do you say
we get out of here?

What about your girlfriend?

Yeah, what about Eve?

What about her?
I'm just sayin', baby.

I'm just sayin',
why don't you mind

your own fuckin'
business, man?

I broke it off.
You satisfied?

What do you say
we go to the Champagne Room?

Don't wait up, fellas.

Hey!

What the fuck's
your problem?

I ain't got no problem.
Just cleaned your car. For free.

I think you owe me 10 bucks.

What the fuck?

You don't remember me, do you?
Comic book store?

You stuck a knife
in my belly.

So what the fuck you want?

I don't know. A kiss.

Damn, this isn't
your day, boy.

You're next, bitch.

Does it hurt?

Ahhh!

Come on dog,
look, look, look,

we don't want no more,
all right, dog!

Look, my bad! Look,
come on, bro.

Look, we were just foolin' around,
all right? Come on, dog. It's all good...

Just be quiet.

I'm not gonna hurt you,
I'm not gonna hurt you.

I just, I came here
to thank you.

I wanna thank you
for turning me

into the beast
that I am today.

Look we had enough,
bro, all right?

Oh, but I didn't
have enough.

Happy birthday to me.

No, no, no, no, no!

You look so fuckin' pretty.

I'm a fuckin' beast.

Fuck yeah, dude.

I got 'em. I got 'em.
I buried 'em, man.

I went Hiroshima
on their asses.

Justin, what are
you talking about?

And where did
the blood come from?

Dude, the three guys.
You should have been there.

The three guys
that stabbed me.

I fuckin' wrecked 'em,
I got 'em back.

And you come here?
Well, yeah.

You taught me everything.
I could've never done this without you.

Justin, the cops come looking for you,
they're gonna find me.

And I'm not going
back to prison.

Dude, no, you
should have been there.

It would have got your fuckin'
dick hard, I swear.

You know what?
That's enough of your psycho bullshit.

You're out of here.
What?

Find another place to train.
Fuck this.

What do you mean? Why?

Get the fuck out, Justin.

Where am I gonna train?
I train with you.

Get out of here.
No. Come on.

What do you mean? No.

Get out of here, Justin.
And don't come back!

Fuck you, Case!
Fuck you! Fuck!

They fuckin' cheered! Not me!
They fuckin' cheered!

Macaroni and cheese.

See?

Yeah, it's pretty good.

It's your dad.

Seriously, Mike, you can't
keep prolonging things.

You know what?

I think I'm gonna have
the macaroni and cheese.

You?

Where's the waitress?

Waitress!

Mike, it wouldn't
hurt to talk about it.

Look, not thinking about it

is the same as
not remembering it,

which is the same as
it never happened.

Listen, Mike, I'm sorry.

But it did happen.

And pretending
it didn't won't help.

What, and talking
about it will?

I've already talked about it,
and look where it got me.

Yeah, people found out.

I know you have this male tribal,
tough guy thing,

but I just have to
say something.

So what, your dad's gay?

It's not about him being gay.

It's the fact that he left.

It's the same as if
it were another woman.

The fact is,
he wanted something more than he wanted us.

Just talk to him.

No, it's not him.
It's about the Beatdown.

Hmm.

What?

Nothing.
It's just the Beatdown.

The question is,
what do you want?

Why exactly
are you in this thing?

Honestly,

I think it's all the sweaty,
bare-chested men.

You only asked me how many women I've slept with.

Stupid.

If you would've asked me
how many men I've slept with,

that desk would've had to
have been so much bigger.

How big?

* Velvet sky closing in

* A sweet surrender
to the heat of your skin

* And I can't help it if I

* Can't help it if I

* Can't help it if I

* Fall into you

* I fall into you

* And I

* Know you want me, too

* Fall into you

Get ready for the Beatdown.

Get that over there,
to the left.

Cleaning, all to the right.
And you, just go to the left there.

* You think you'll be happy
when this all goes away

* You think you're a prince

* Ask me tomorrow
I don't want to leave today

* You'll always be the same

* Your open hands
will turn to fists

Don't forget to lock up.

* You'll turn your back on me

* I'll see the truth
behind your lies *

Come in.

It's nice.

Oh.

Yes. It's a sellout, dude.

Half of them chicks comin' out
to get 'em some Zack Gomes.

Too bad Zack's not fighting.

What?
Why the fuck not, dude?

Ask him.
Fuck.

One other guys drops out,
and now Zack?

My brackets are gonna
be shot to shit, man.

Welcome to the fight
promotion game, kid.

Fuck.

Case. Case,
dude, I need you.

I need you.

What could I do?
You can fight, man.

I'll put you in the first round,
light this place up.

I don't know why I didn't think of this before, dude.

Ten large to the winner.

Plus, I got a couple of guys from Strikeforce coming,
scouting new talent.

This could be your ticket
back to the show, killer.

I got no time for this, man.

What the fuck, dude?
You got nothin' but time. Why not fight?

Fight who?

The guys I've been training?
The guys who gave me the gym?

You need to get a soul,
little man.

Sorry.

Is that your mom and dad?

Katrina?

Yeah.

Man, Katrina feels
like it was yesterday.

It's been yesterday
for six years.

My father was
a professional boxer.

Had a few pro fights,

and never went far,
but he got a chance to spar with Floyd Patterson.

I have four brothers,
and I was the only one

that followed in
my father's footsteps.

I was the youngest.

Man, he was my biggest
supporter, my biggest fan.

My parents had me
late in life.

I think they were
just holding on

to see me make
something out of myself.

That flood, man, that wasn't
supposed to happen, man.

They were supposed to be
around to watch me become...

After that damn
flood, man, I was...

I just lost all faith.
And I was in a bad head space.

Probably shouldn't
have been anywhere

where there was trouble.

But I go out

in a club.

Guy starts a fight
with me, I finish it.

Once the judge
hears my background,

I get the maximum.

You know what
my lawyer tells me?

Said if I had shot the guy,

I would've gotten off
with self-defense.

Ain't that some bullshit?

Justice system is bullshit.

Well, Case,
I better go in light of this whole Zack fiasco.

But I don't know
what you believe,

but I believe your parents
are still watching.

I'll see ya, man.

Oh! Fuck me. Come on.

Elijah Walker.

We got a report.

And I'm gonna have to ask you
to hold it right there.

You know the drill.

Why am I being arrested?

Well, you ain't exactly being arrested just yet,
but we're gettin' there.

You mind if we search
your residence?

You got a warrant?

A warrant? Now why
would I need a warrant?

I just asked you nicely if we could search your residence

and you just said, "Yes,"

clear as day. And these fine
officers all heard you.

Let's go.

Put your hands
on the car.

It's procedure,
you know that.

You mean,
just like illegal search?

Dude, believe me,
you don't want to give him an excuse.

Well, it looks like
I got you now, convict.

A felon in possession
of a firearm.

That's five years mandatory.

You planted that gun.

What'd you say,
you piece of shit?

I ain't gotta plant no gun
to get rid of your black ass.

You done lost your manners,
boy. Hold his ass.

Oh! Fuck!

I said, hold his ass still!

No, no, no. He's cuffed.

Oh!

Case!

Let's go, man,
I got it all on tape!

Holy shit!

We gotta get you
to the Feds.

Are you crazy? What if
they destroy the tape?

We'd have no evidence.

Case, roughly 2,000 people are watching that thing right now.

Oh.

This is ridiculous.

This is the third frickin' office that we've been to.

I wish we knew
someone influential.

Hey. Why don't you
call your girlfriend?

Maybe she can blow somebody.

Hey, cut that shit out.

You two need to put
this on the shelf

until we figure out
what to do here.

Ahhh!

You guys are killin' me!

It's two hours
to the Beatdown!

We've been here
all frickin' day!

Max, calm the fuck
down, all right?

If you don't want to
be here, just go, man.

Dude.

I'm stayin' right here, man.

Are any of you guys affiliated with a Justin Epstein?

Yeah. He's a psycho
that used to train with us.

But Case kicked him out
for being, well, psycho.

Well, it turns out only Justin's prints were on the weapon.

His dad reported
the gun stolen last night.

Did Justin fuckin'
set Case up?

You know where
we can find him?

No, man.

Wait, wait. So,
is Case free to go?

I'm afraid not.

Fortunately, the video
speaks for itself.

As does the motive
for planting the gun.

But there are other issues involving Mr.
Walker's parole requirements

that he still needs
to answer for.

We know where
Justin will be.

Max, I'm back in.

His ass is mine.

Not if I get to him first.

Yes! Yes!

Go get him, Mike.

- What's up, Tim?
- How's it going, Zack?

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the
motherfuckin' Beatdown!

My name is Max Cooperman,
I am President of the BFC.

And I wanna fuckin'
know something.

Are you ready for a night of weed smokin' and Rear Naked Chokin'?

Beer drinkin'
and Guillotine sinkin'!

Face scarrin'
and Armbarrin'!

Heads bashin'!

And let's not forget,

titties flashin'!

I knew that would work!

Use of cell phones and other recording devices is severely encouraged.

Take it away, DJ Bravo!

Are you ready
for the Beatdown?

So, let 'em hear it.
We've got 16 fighters to come to lay it all on the line.

So let's pump them up,

'cause they never back down.

Any of you guys Stokes?

Yeah, I'm Stokes.

You're up, bro. Get some.

This ends here. Tonight.

Ends?

This is where it begins.

UFC!

Comin' to the cage,
here he comes, guys,

this is Mike Stokes!

Do it.

...with the takedown!

They're back to their feet.

Unbelievable.

Shit!
Stokes wins by some crazy Bruce Lee flying inverted kick!

And now, gentlemen,
and especially the ladies,

the former middleweight
AAU boxing champion!

Let's hear it for Smoke and Thunder... Hey.

...Zack Gomes!
Sign.

Ready! Set! Do it!

If you have to take a piss,
you better hold that shit!

This one is gonna end quick!
Don't blink.

The boxer is on the ground.

Oh, my God, that was some
ninja shit right there!

Into a triangle.

He's going for
the Gogoplata!

Oh, my God!
A Gogoplata from a former boxer.

Now I've seen everything.

Your winner, Zack Gomes!

Justin Epstein!

They're against the cage!

Epstein spins and lands
a big knee, big elbow.

Big takedown.

He's working the Guard.
He's got him in the Stock.

He escapes by
the skin of his teeth.

Playing footsies.

Epstein was in trouble.

Big money move! Triangle from
the Mount!

Followed by some big shots.

But it's over!
Justin Epstein is the winner!

Making his way to the cage...

The white motherfuckin'
King Kong,

here he comes, guys,
Tim Newhouse!

Are you ready, people?

Here we go!

Do it!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

He's out. He's out.

Oh!

Tim Newhouse by
knock the fuck out!

That's gotta be the quickest
fight in Beatdown history!

How's the family?

So I guess you heard
about Case, right?

Take him out
of the ghetto, but...

No, you can't take him
out of the ghetto.

A Rear Naked Choke.
I heard your dad likes things from the rear.

Is that true?

Okay, final eight. I need
Stokes and Martinez.

Follow me.

Make some noise
out there! Mike Stokes!

Ready, ready, do it.

Here we go!

Big right hand followed
by a big head kick.

Martinez is hurt.

He's rocked!

It's almost...
Martinez turns it around.

Side Control. North-South.

It's a seesaw battle
here, guys.

Big shots to the body!

Tremendous knee to the head.

Big switch and a
takedown by Martinez!

Stokes. Comes back.

He's got the Kneebar!

It's over! Stokes
wins by Kneebar!

Ladies and gentlemen,
coming to the cage,

here he comes,
this is Justin Epstein!

Let's do this!

Back and forth seesaw
battle here on the ground.

He's on the fence!

Another cheap
shot by Epstein.

The crowd's going nuts!

He's on his back.
It's almost over.

He tapped! He tapped!

Rear Naked
Choke by Epstein!

A one-armed Rear Naked Choke!

The crowd is not digging it.

Gomes and Charles going off.

Big uppercut!

Big Capoeira spinning kick.

It's over! The ref stops it.

Fuck, yeah.

Your winner.

Coming to the cage once again,
the white King Kong,

Tim Newhouse!

And his opponent, the white
motherfuckin' Godzilla,

Tom Voss!

Both fighters squaring up.

Big right hand from Voss.

A swing and a miss!

Straight kick to the head.

Ground and pound.

Newhouse is in trouble!

Voss sits back for the Armbar.

It's almost over!

Oh!

Newhouse escapes!
He's on top!

Big suplex.

Voss is hurt!

Dirty side kick!

Bull's eye.

All right, all right.
Back off, back off, back off.

It's over!

Newhouse,
by total destruction.

Comin' up next,
Gomes versus Stokes.

I guess we get to finish what we started way back when, huh?

I guess so.

Hey, look, man, I...

Don't worry about it,
all right?

We got something
bigger to take care of.

Yeah. Justin.

Best man win?

No holdin' back.

Do me a favor.
Watch the eye.

The leg.

Ready, ready, do it.

Stokes versus Gomes!
This is the semi-finals, people! Let's hear it!

I don't think his Capoeira
is gonna work on Stokes.

Big kicks miss!

Beautiful takedown!

Three shots to the body!

Big shot!

What's up, Tim?

You son of a bitch!
You're lucky I don't kick your ass right here

in this bathroom.
Those Strikeforce guys call

your whore mother?
What's wrong with you?

What did you just say?

Hey, man, be careful on that floor.
It's really slippery.

I almost
busted my ass before.

All right, man.
Good luck on our fight, all right?

The heart of
these fighters!

Big shots!

Big elbow to the head!
Stokes just takes it!

Big body shots!

A missed Superman punch!

These guys are goin' crazy!

He's got the Anaconda
in nice and deep!

This could be it!

He's squeezin'.

All right, he tapped.
It's over.

Gomes taps!

It's over!

Mike Stokes, winner
by Anaconda Choke.

Zack, can you hear me?
What happened?

I don't know.
I didn't hit him above the shoulders.

You all right, kid?

Ah!

How many fingers, champ?
How many fingers?

Ten, you silly fuck.

He's all right, everybody.
He's up. Let's hear it!

Big round of applause out
there! Make some noise!

For both your fighters!

We don't know where
Tim Newhouse is,

but here's his opponent,
Justin Epstein!

Still looking for Newhouse.

Can someone find Newhouse?
We're looking for Newhouse.

Newhouse to the ring.
Or to the cage. Immediately.

What happened?
Justin cracked my fucking knee.

Chill, dude.
You can't even walk.

What is it, man?
The leg?

Can you continue?

No.

That's it, I gotta call it,
man. I'm sorry.

Looks like it's up
to you, Mike.

Just don't let him in your head,
all right, man?

Let's hear it for
our final combatants,

Justin Epstein
and Mike Stokes!

What'd I miss?

Good to see you
on the outside, man.

Good to be on the outside.
Man, you all right?

All right. Well, how about you,
big man? What happened to your leg?

It's a long story.

Check it out. Justin versus Mike.
What do you think?

Good versus evil.

Let's get out there.

It's about to go
down, people!

Here we go!

Epstein's hurt.
He comes back!

Big sidekick to the stomach.
Come on, Mike.

Epstein shakes it off.
Comes back with a leg kick.

That's right. Martinez
did fuck your leg up.

Stokes' left leg is hurt.
Epstein's goin' after it!

Definitely not
a crowd favorite.

Epstein going
after the bad leg!

...the bad leg of Stokes.

Epstein goin'
for a Guillotine!

Pulling Guard!

Rolls him to the Mount.
Lets go of a Guillotine.

Raining down some punches!
A big reversal, Mike Stokes!

Epstein trying to break
the posture of Stokes.

Stokes postures up

and big shots!
Epstein's in trouble!

Epstein going to
the Rubber Guard.

Going for an Armbar.

Stokes pulls out! Drops
some bombs.

Epstein's in trouble!
Epstein's hurt!

Both fighters back up!

Let's hear it out there,
guys, make some noise

for both fighters going off!

Big knee! Big elbow!

Big shots.

Epstein swings a double.
Nice slam!

Into Mount. Arm Triangle
submission attempt.

It's almost over!

Come on, baby!

Can Stokes hang on?

I'll fuck you up!
Next round you're mine, bitch!

Hey.
Hey.

Glad you could make it.
Any pointers?

You could be
a little less obvious.

You think?

Anything else?

You seem to be doing fine.

You baited him,
now reel him in.

Here we go! Round two!

Big leg kick.
That's gotta hurt!

He's going after Stokes'
bad leg.

All right, come on.

Come on, Mike!
Fucking kill him!

Stokes swarming.

Big body shot!

Standing Arm Triangle attempt.

Epstein's hurt!

That's it, keep going!
Push it! Push it!

He goes down.

Big slam to
side control by Stokes.

Americana attempt by Stokes!

Not gonna work on Epstein.

Baby Arm attempt
on Epstein.

He's in trouble!
His arm's extended!

Epstein powers out of it
right into a triangle!

You got him.

Stokes sits up!

Epstein's trapped!

Tap, or I'll break it.
Fuck you.

Looks like he's gonna
break that shoulder!

Stop, stop, stop.
It's over!

The new Beatdown champion,

Mike Stokes!

Watch out, Mike!

Whoo!

All right, all right,
all right, enough of that.

Whoo!

Good job, man.

An angry mind
is a narrow mind.

And you sure
made him angry.

Awesome fight, dude.

Thanks, man.

Case, I got someone
who wants to talk to you.

First, congrats,
Mike, you did it.

Tonight is yours,
young man. Go celebrate.

That's yours.

Hello?
Hey, Case.

What's up, stud?
This is "Big" John McCarthy, how you doin'?

I'm good. What's up?

Hey, I heard some rumors.
I gotta know if it's true. Are you comin' back?

True enough.

Case, that's awesome.

A lot of people excited
about hearing that.

I just gotta know one thing.
Are you ready?

Yeah, man, maybe I am.

Maybe I am.

Hey, Dad.

No, no, no, wait, wait, wait.
Dad, it's okay. I know.

I know we have
a lot to talk about.

I was thinking maybe
we could meet up.

You're back, Case!

Okay. I'll talk to you soon.

Bye.

* There's no question I've been through worse I can handle this

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* I got my second wind

* I'm gonna rise up
and pump my fists

* Yeah, come on, get up

* Yeah, come on, get up

* Yeah, come on, get up

* Come on, get up
Come on, get up

* Never this crazy before
Time to settle the score

* Tread on the floor
but thinking of skies

* The feeling arrives These feet of mine ain't meant to walk the line

* The verse vents my vibe
but first it curves the stride

* Sights the strife Strikes with might that smites all adversaries

* Big bang anger theory Big man,
now you hear me It's that fast and fury

* The past enduring Which my passions curing The task alluring

* My mask is fuming You ask assuming like I'm trash for using

* Keep yapping like a biatch
and I'ma smash your Buick

* Don't be stupid,
not amusing Do it till I'm useless 'cause I know what I'm pursuing

* I get dropped but I'm right back in I'm gonna fight this shit

* I'm gonna take this risk
Can't let my pride step in

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* 'Cause there's no question I've been through worse I can handle this

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* It's what I, it's what I
Always do

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* I got my second wind I'm gonna rise up and pump my fist

* It's for the pain I fought the way I
sang this song That's why I last this long

* It was the pain that brought the way I
sang this song That's why I sang this song

* It's for the pain I brought
This is the fate I sought

* It was the pain that brought the way I
sang this song That's why I last this long

* It was the pain that brought the way I
sang this song That's why I sang this song

* It's for the pain I brought
This is the fate I sought

* I'm falling, I'm falling

* I'm falling

* Yeah, I'm falling
I'm falling, again

* It's what I always do

* I get dropped but I'm right back in I'm gonna fight this shit

* I'm gonna take this risk
Can't let my pride step in

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* 'Cause there's no question I've been through worse I can handle this

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* It's what I, it's what I
Always do

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* I got my second wind I'm gonna rise up and pump my fist

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* I'm falling, I'm falling
I'm falling

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* I'm falling, I'm falling
Yeah

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* It's what I always do

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* Sights the strife Strikes with might that smites all adversaries

* Big bang anger theory Big man,
now you hear me It's that fast and fury

* The past enduring Which my passions curing The task alluring

* My mask is fuming You ask assuming like I'm trash for using

* Keep yapping like a biatch
and I'ma smash your Buick

* Don't be stupid,
not amusing Do it till I'm useless 'cause I know what I'm pursuing

* I get dropped but I'm right back in I'm gonna fight this shit

* I'm gonna take this risk
Can't let my pride step in

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* 'Cause there's no question I've been through worse I can handle this

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* It's what I, it's what I
Always do

* I get dropped
but I'm right back in

* I got my second wind I'm gonna rise up and pump my fist

* It's for the pain I fought the way I
sang this song That's why I last this long

* It was the pain that brought the way I
sang this song That's why I sang this song

* It's for the pain I brought
This is the fate I sought

* It was the pain that brought the way I
sang this song That's why I last this long

* It was the pain that brought the way I
sang this song That's why I sang this song

* It's for the pain I brought
This is the fate I sought

* I'm falling, I'm falling

* I'm falling

* Yeah, I'm falling
I'm falling, again

* It's what I always do