Backstage (2000) - full transcript

[ Chanting ]
We don't give a fuck!
We don't give a fuck!

We don't give a fuck!

[ Chattering ]

[ Clamoring ]

Check it out. Uh. Chill.

[ People Shushing ]♪ Hey, yo, as soon as I grab it,
I eat it up like your savage ♪

♪ I know I don't have it,
I get it together
like a marriage ♪

♪ I see you know rappers,
I'm on my p's and q's
like carrots ♪

♪ You don't understand?
Well, goddamn,
don't you know my status? ♪

♪ I've got my hand
on your throat
and my eye on your girl ♪

♪ Jay-Z
the greatest nigga's back,
and I shook up the world ♪



♪ I land in the spot like
a glow-in-the-dark Glock ♪

♪ My job is done, peace
I'm back to the block ♪♪

[ Cheering, Clamoring ]

[ Audience Cheering ]

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

This is a history tour
right here.

A all hip-hop concert.

Two turntables and a mike.
You know what I'm saying?

And niggas just
waxin' the set. That's it.

[ Jay-Z ]
I just wanna see it
run its course,

go all the way through,
'cause it would be
a great thing for hip-hop.

[ DMX ]
What's the difference?
More people. Louder screams.

Got a bigger stage
to roam on.

[ Method Man ]
Being on this tour,



and in the right place
at the right time, baby.

[ Redman ]
Man, Ticalion, holding down...

the smoke section,
the older section--

[ Beanie Sigel ]
There haven't been
a real hip-hop concert...

in a long time.

[ Memphis Bleek ]
I'm gonna deal
with my success...

by going on the stage
and doing my thing.

[ Ja Rule ]
It will bring hip-hop
to a next level.

[ Amil ]
Everything that I do now
is a part of history.

Who would have thought
that hip-hop itself
would generate 1.5 billion?

Having the rock 'n roll dudes
choking, staggering.

Knocking down cats
like Garth Brooks.
And now they know our name.

Ruff Ryder, Roc-A-Fella.
You can't compromise that.

Every artist up here
has started their own movement
in their own right.

We had to protect
their name, and as well,
we had to protect ours.

This is a Roc-A-Fella, Wu Tang,
and a Ruff Ryder presentation.

We got together and did this.

I don't think you set out
to make history.

- It just happens.
- Is there a concern...

that throughout the tour
there might be a clash of egos?

If it does happen, I don't think
it will be within this table.

We all grown men,
first of all,
with a job to do, so--

We're responsible individuals.

Everybody gonna be held
accountable for
they own actions.

Whatever happens
is gonna happen.
It's not my fault.

I ain't got nothing
to do with that.

I come to blow it down,
and that's what I'm gonna do.

Official niggas,
you know what I mean?

There ain't no cats up here.
Ain't no bullshit niggas
up here.

It's all real niggas,
and we nice.

There's a small fraternity
of people behind the scenes
in this business,

and I have friends
that are out on other tours,

and they're all like,
"Oh, that tour
is not gonna last.

Don't take it," you know,
but I've been
around these guys...

and around this music
long enough
that I have faith in it,

and I have, you know,
total trust in these guys...

to act professionally
and pull these shows off
on this level.

You gotta see these crackhead
buses we got over here, man.

Look at that one
right there.
Go look at--

- No heater, no air, nothing.
- The bus is bullshit.

I told you about that camera
in my face, man.[ Man Shouting ]

And then we got
these bum-ass doors.

Not automatic. Manual. Sucks.

Yeah, it kind of sucks.

They shitted on me.

My bus don't even got TVs
in the bunks.

Come on.
Let's go see the bus.Go see the bus, man.

Like a souped-up Greyhound.[ Laughing ]

This is bullshit.

But you know what?You're spoiled, man.

Yo, listen.
I don't care about the bus.

Just get me to the venue
so I can do my thing.

The shit don't work--
The electricity don't work?

Nah, that shit's
fucked up.

The Pathfinder.
Two-door Pathfinder.

[ Interviewer ]
What are you looking
most forward to?

Smoke all day, drink all day,
perform, fuck all night,
you know what I mean?

Just enjoy myself,
you know what I'm saying?

Bring the dog.
The dog bite a few niggas.

You know,
just having a good time, man.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

Yo, you gotta face
the music, man.

It is what it is.
Tour, baby.

♪♪ [ Continues ]

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

What that for?

A documentary.Documentary?

Yeah. Oh, yeah,
I'll say something.

[ Indistinct ] [ Guffaws ]

Hey, hey, hey.

Tell you the world, I say
kiss my motherfucking ass early,

for when my shit
do start falling off.

Come on, man.

Jerry, tell us
about this night tonight.

Sold more tickets
than any black artist
has ever sold in this building.

19,200 tickets
sold tonight.

Can't sell any more.
We're done.

Jay-Z, it's your fault.
You did this.

[ Laughing ]Shout out to X.

Hip-hop, motherfucker.That's the man. Redman.
Hip-hop rules.

That's right.
[ Indistinct ]

[ Shouting ]

Oh!

Here, here, here, here.Okay, okay.

This ain't no motherfuckin',
alligator shoe-wearin',

Versace shirt-wearin' shit.

This is real
motherfuckin' hip-hop, baby.

I want all y'all motherfuckers
to get up on your feet...

for Method Man and Redman!

[ Cheering ]

♪ What up
to the people in the back ♪

♪ They know the way,
y'all down ♪

♪ Yeah, do that shit,
do that shit, come on ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ Call us guerrillas
of the mist,
raunchy vocalists ♪

♪ Your code name ♪ Doc, what's your name? ♪

♪ Hot Nix, who those slick kids
puffin' that shit,
holding they dicks? ♪

♪ Know what I'm saying?
Dude, dropping your whip,
fucking your bitch ♪

♪ Hold me down, son We give props and respect...

to all fans that support
the music of hip-hop
and making us eat.

Y'all feeding my babies.
I love y'all.

And thanks to these two niggas
for giving us a good-ass show.

Whoa!Whoa!

♪ Ay, yo,
I'm trippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up ♪

♪ Yo, I'm slippin',
I'm fallin',
I can't get up ♪

♪ Yo, I'm slippin',
I'm fallin', gots to get up ♪

♪ Get back on my feet
so I can tear shit up ♪

♪ I been through mad
different phases like Masons
to find my way ♪

♪ And now I know that happy days
are not far away ♪

♪ If I'm strong enough,
I'll live long enough
to see my kids ♪

♪ Doing something more
constructive with they time
than bids ♪

All of us getting money,
and y'all broke-ass
motherfucker...

happy-making-record niggas
who ain't getting money
right now, fuck all y'all.

It's all about being ugly
right now.

- And getting
this fuckin' money.
- It's ugly right now.

The hip-hop nigga.
Hard core.
We're never down.

♪ Keep your ass tight up
in Versace ♪♪ That's why ♪

♪ You got to watch your friends,
you got to watch me ♪

♪ They connivin' shit ♪ The first chance
to crack the bank ♪

♪ They try me, all they get
is 50-cent franks
and papayas ♪

♪ From the villas to the telly,
time to kill it
on your belly ♪

[ Dash ]
When Jay was first approached
to go on tour,

they wanted us to couple up
with an R & B group.

Something to make it
more accessible.

I'd tell them,
see us after we sell
three million records.

Then we want to do
our own tour.

A lot of cats told us
it just couldn't happen.

When the opportunity came,
they're like who do you want
to tour with?

We were like, well,
we'd like to go
with the Ruff Ryders or DMX,

because we felt that he
kind of personified...

the movement
that we were trying
to personify.

♪ Money, cash, hoes,
money, cash, hoes ♪

♪ Come on ♪ Money, cash, hoes,
oh, oh ♪

♪ DMX ♪

♪ Jigga my nigga

What people don't know
is that DMX and Jay,

they've known of each other
for a while.

In Yonkers,
X was always God.

And in Brooklyn,
Jay was always God.

We would always talk shit.
So we just got
to battle this shit out.

So we tried to meet
on mutual ground,
which was in the Bronx.

We were on pool tables
and shit.

You know,
I'm talking shit
and they're talking shit.

X and Jay battled
for two hours.

[ Audience Cheering ]♪ Money, cash, hoes,
money, cash, hoes ♪

♪ Uh! ♪ Money, cash, hoes
Money, cash, hoes ♪

♪ Come on
What, what, what ♪♪ Money, cash, hoes ♪

In every neighborhood,
there's a dude
that gets the money,

that gots the sneakers first,
that has the chicks,
that's successful hustling.

Then in every neighborhood,
there's a dude...

that's robbing everybody,
that's just buck wild.

So it's like they're both
from the same neighborhood.

They're just about
different things.

Oh! Oh!

♪ Roc-A-Fella shit ♪♪

Jigga! My nigga!

One down!49 more to go!

49 more to go!

[ Clamoring, Whooping ]

Word!Yeah-yeah!

- Yeah-yeah!
- Did you get what you needed?

Make sure we got
good fucking shots.

Slippin' and I'm fallen,
can't get up.

I'm slippin' and I'm fallin'--Hi.

[ Chattering, Whooping ]

By the time we get offstage--

And I don't know how the fuck
they find out where we staying.

Well, look at
these groupie-ass bitches.

When we get back to the hotel,
they be flooded out there.

Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa![ Clamoring ]

The bar, the bar, the bar!

Everybody at the bar!At the bar! The bar!

[ Clamoring Continues ]Bar! Bar! Bar! Bar!

[ Crowd Screaming ]

[ Lover ]
The biggest security problem
right now...

is keepin' the artists
on the tour with us...

from pulling all the girls
backstage.

- It's nothing.
- I don't know.

I done got a ass head.
Ass head.

Head and ass.

I done did it,
then reversed it.
That shit was sweet.

Look, show your tattoos.

That's not
what we here for.

What's
this one mean?

Whoa!Get right.
Get right.

Look at that.
That's my favorite tattoo.

Oh, word.

Show the other one
on your, on your--

Take those--
Take those off.

Oh, shit.Let me ask you--

You had
a C-section?

Ah, she was,
"Did you ever kill somebody?"

There's a lot of people
been basically afraid
with a package like this...

thinking that there's going
to be a lot of problems.

Yeah. I killed Lil' Earl,
Ray-Ray.

Everybody's waiting
for something bad to happen.

That's the only reason
the media's out here right now.

[ Interviewer ]
Why are you guys all so
infatuated with gangster flicks?

We just watched
Good Will Huntingjust now.
That's not a gangster flick.

There might not be
another hip-hop tour like this
if there's any violence.

We got As Good as It Gets.
We got Braveheart.
You know what I'm saying?

See that? This is the kind
of shit we watch.

Not all gangster movies.
Know what I'm saying?

So no more of
them questions.

[ Interviewer ]
But you're not rapping
about Good Will Hunting.

That man was just crying
over Titanic,
and that's a true story.

I felt real bad about Titanic.
I was crying.

Hey, I wasn't crying
like a bitch.

Yeah, we gonna fire back
at you in a minute.

We want all
our questions answered.

We was on tour with Everclear
and Soul Coughing.

I just found out it's normal...

to have the mosh pit
at these white rock shows.

And people jump in.
They dive
and they lose sneakers.

They break their arms,
break they legs.

You know, they hit the floor.
They come out muddy.

And it's normal.
The paramedics is there.
The stretcher is there.

You get hurt,
they wheel you out.

It's okay.
They got insurance.

At a hip-hop show,
if that was to happen,
they'd shut it down.

Everybody's making money now,
and that's a positive.

Everybody's
making money, man.

The way we grew up,
and shit--

[ Laughing ]That-That made us
into who we are.

Like, if he was
living in the suburbs,
or something,

he probably
wouldn't be no rapper.

He'd probably be struggling,
looking for a job.

Same with Jay-Z.
If Jay-Z wasn't in Marcy,
lived in the suburbs,

he probably
wouldn't be no rapper.

He probably wouldn't be
a multimillionaire today.

He'd probably be struggling
for a job.

That's what did it
for him.

[ Indistinct Talking ]Yeah, your fuckin' fault.

Hold these.
Roll that up.[ Guys Shouting ]

Roll that up.[ Shouted Conversation
Continues ]

Now, make him fold,
make him fold.

[ Mock Groaning ]

[ Audience Cheering ]

I want him to kick
some shit for you.

His name is Beanie Sigel.

You got some shit
for 'em?

- I got some shit.
- All right, kick some shit.

To my real niggas.

Come on-- ♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

This man is sick.
He's the next one.

Oh, I ain't that sick.
I got a little cold.

Anybody that can go out there
in front of 18,000 people--

And just rap a cappella
and get a crowd.

Like, I see the same thing
when I see Jay rap.

- I see, like, greatness.
- Beanie Sigel's the truth.

What, you riding
on that bus?

♪ Every time I step in the
booth I speak the truth ♪

♪ Y'all know
what I'm bringin' to you ♪

♪ I bring the truth
You motherfuckers know
who I be ♪♪

Tell me what was it like
the first time you met Beanie.

I get many versions
of the story.They be lying to you.

Don't y'all hate
a low dough nigga?

A owe dough nigga?

His whip say six,
but really a four nigga.

What happened was
I knew Siddiq.

I was introduced to him
in Philly,

and I seen him
in the--

And I say
I got this guy real hot.

You need to hear him.

So he brought him down
that night.

I was in the studio
doing a session with Too Short.

They had another guy in there.
So he started
in the Beanie's battle.

So the guy went first.
Bean was second.
Beanie starts spilling.

So, so, nigga,
always in my face...

with your promo, nigga.

No, nigga.
I don't know Jigga.

Kicked some shit.
He kicked about like a
five-minute rhyme straight.

No breaths. Nothing.I hate a snitch nigga.

I hate a rich nigga.

Jay's like, "Yo, Siddiq,
promise I could have him."

And I said,
"I promise you can have him."

I ain't a corn-ass nigga,
orn-ass nigga.

Every time he see me,
beep-his-horn-ass nigga.

Jay-Z and I signed him
not even 12 hours
after I met him.

True story.

Get the fuck out of here,
you drawn-ass niggas.

Make some motherfuckin' noise
for my nigga Beanie Sigel.

Drunk-ass nigga.Get the fuck
out of here-ass nigga.

♪ Yo, I like shorties
with real lenses ♪

♪ Maseratis and red Benzes ♪

That shit funny to me.
When I think about it,
I'll just be laughing.

♪ My dough too long for y'all
My rap flow
too strong for y'all ♪

'Cause the niggas that be
really trying they hardest
to get in this game--

♪ Quarter to beget
Time to board the jet ♪

♪ My good-ass looks
got even water gettin' wet ♪

Let me tell you what they do
to y'all tapes.

I mean, now that I'm here,
I'm gonna let y'all niggas know.

Fuck them demos
and all that shit.

I got big plans
to better my chance--

[ Continues, Indistinct ]

If you can't do your shit
and distribute it
yourself, man--

Go to them labels.
Bang on them niggas' doors,
and shit.

Give me the cash,
I'll sing you some beats--

'Cause it be a box
like this big...

where they throw
your tape in there.

[ Indistinct ]

And then you know
who listen to y'all music,

y'all niggas on the corner?

[ Mouth Percussion ]

It be this little white dude,
be sitting in a office--

[ Continues ]with sweatpants on.

Doug E. Fresh!

He sitting in a office
listening to your music.

J.C. ain't got--
[ Percussion Continues ]

Yo, I'm telling y'all, man,
go to them labels.

[ Continues ][ Laughter ]

'Cause they do
y'all demo tapes dirty.

[ Mouth Percussion ]
Ghetto. Ghetto.

My name is Memphis Bleek,
aka The Memph Man,
aka Little Hollywood.

Come from straight-up Brooklyn.

He was just
a young hustler from Marcy.

Doing his thing.
Trying to get a little money.
You know what I'm saying?

You heard that shit?[ Laughing ]

I'm comin' straight
by y'all.That's right.

Document that!

♪ I'm a-keep gettin' money
till it ain't nothin' for me ♪

That's what makes
my music so real,

because I live
what I'm talking about.

♪ It's a motherfuckin' war
You win it
and it ain't sordid ♪

♪ It's a dirty game of life,
but, nigga, I'm all for it ♪

♪ My motherfuckin' name
I'm a motherfuckin'
king ♪

♪♪ [ Stops ]

Open this door
on this side.

I'm not saying go ahead,
go do it, be a murderer,
be a killer.

Nah. I'm just letting you know
that there is murderers,

and there are killers
and drug dealers.

I'm from the street.
I'm Memphis Bleek.

Check me out.

Hey, Shorty, I been watchin' you
clock it.

Who be holdin'
down this block?

You da man, nigga
Now stop frontin'.

Ha-ha, I like your style.Nah, I like your style.

Here's a thou.A "G"?
I'll ride with you for free.

I want the long-term
riches and bitches, Jay.

Hold on, baby. Not one day has Jay-Z...

stepped foot into the studio
while I was in there.

And I did my whole album
by myself.

♪ I take life to the chest,
I swear to the heaven skies ♪

♪ I bless the mike
till the day I rest ♪

♪ Till they can feel
what I feel,
I'ma try my best ♪

♪ And if you real like I real,
you provide the rest ♪

When I let him hear the album,
he was very surprised.

Like damn.
Slow nigga done any shit
for dough low.

Got a Blazer.

We gonna put this out now.

♪ Lester! ♪ Bounce if you wanna bounce
Ball if you wanna ball ♪

♪ Play if you wanna play
Floss if you wanna floss ♪♪

I'm going home on the 15th.

Niggas didn't even want
to send me home.
Like I'm bullshit.

What you talkin' about, man?

I'm going home
straight to the studio.

That nigga under pressure, boy.

Punch time now.Hey, you gonna step up.

You running away
from the pressure.

Pressure, pressure, pressure,
pressure, pressure,
pressure cooker.

Yo, this is wack!

See what you got to go through
making albums, nigga?

Fuck!

I just recently lost
a real friend.

He just had a baby girl,
and, like, the day
he passed away,

he told me, "Yo, if anything
ever happen to me,

I want you to take care
of my daughter."

- [ Interviewer ]
Do you think he knew it?
- Nah. He didn't know.

Because he was killed
by somebody
that grew up with us.

It was a weird situation
over a dice game, $300.

♪ I'm from the hood,
so I'm labeled a thug ♪

♪ If I lived by the lake
would I be dealing
with drugs? ♪

Hey, if he deserve it,
then I can't stop it.

But for my dawg,
he didn't deserve it
for $300.

He could have went out
for something.

He could have went out
for something better than that.

♪ I wanna know
who I'm gon' lose this year ♪

♪ Or will I be caught
for shit that I ♪♪

- [ Interviewer ] How long
has he been put away for?
- 25 years.

Plus 15 for the gun.

And I know
he's sitting around in jail,

thinking like a asshole
right now,

'cause he just killed somebody
he grew up with.

For nothing.

[ Interviewer ]
You have a responsibility
for this little girl.

- What do you plan on doing?
- Showing her the right way.

You know what I'm saying?
Let her know that
all things ain't bad.

She too young to understand
her pops ain't here.

No. It's not
the same nigga anymore.

He felt love.

Taking it from the top. Top.

Tippy. [ Man Crooning ]

Sing it, daddy. ♪ Hey ♪

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

Oh, oh, oh.

Ha-ha. Aha.

Speak any French?

Do I speak any French?

Yeah, yeah,
I speak a little French.

Oui, oui.

Ain't got a chicken bone there.

Not a stitch of macaroni.

[ Indistinct ]
That's the stuff it takes.

What's that?Vegetarian lasagna. No?

I was saying
ain't even no people
in there.

They gots about 15
more of those in there
than before.

We the opening act.

Sometimes we come out...

and the place ain't even
all the way packed yet.

There's still people
still trying to get in.

I don't want to go out
in front of 25 people.

I want to go out in front of--There's, like, 37
out there.

About 37 and a half.

If you count the tickets
in the balcony.

Usually the first four rows
ain't even o--

You know, ain't nobody
in them shits.

Practice night.

♪♪ [ Rhythmic Grunting ]

"The revolution
will not be televised,"
motherfucker.

Oh.Uh-huh. You got it.

Get up, get out,
get some air.

Look at the size
of the head...

of the guy holding
the microphone right here.

Turn around right here.

[ Groaning, Laughing ]

So, yo, you always wanted
to be a head
of the corporation, right?

You wanted to be ahead
of everybody in class, right?

He just headin' on in
right now.He headin' on in. Come on in.

Everybody got our blunts
that's rolled up,
smoke that shit.

We gonna get smoked out tonight.

If we can't work,
then we got to fly,
motherfucker!

Whoa!Yo!

Whoa!Whoa!

Whoa!Whoa!

[ Together ]
♪ Everybody say
roll that shit ♪

Come on.[ Together ]
♪ Say light that shit ♪

Y'all come on.

♪ Say fire it up Come on.

♪ Say fire it up Come on.

♪ Excuse me as I kiss the sky ♪

♪ Sing a song of sixpence,
a pocket full of rye ♪

♪ Who the fuck wanna die
for their culture? ♪

♪ Stalk the dead body
like a vulture ♪

♪ Ticalion, whoa
Blacker than
your blackest stallion ♪

♪ Get your housin' projects,
I represent Shaolin,
my nigga ♪

♪ Hell yes, Apocalypse Now
The gun blow ♪

♪ It be going down
Diggy diggy down,
diggy down down ♪

♪ While the planets
and the stars
and the moons collapse ♪

♪ When I raise my trigga finga,
all y'all niggas
hit the deck ♪

♪ 'Cause ain't no need for that
Hustlers and hard core ♪

♪ Raw to the floor
Raw like Reservoir Dogs♪

♪ Look up in the sky
It's a bird, it's a plane ♪

♪ It's the funk Dr. Spock
smokin' buddha on a train ♪

♪ How high? So high
that I can kiss the sky ♪

♪ How sick? So sick
that you can suck my dick ♪♪

We thank y'all for coming out.We thank y'all
for coming out.

Just like y'all came in peace,Just like y'all
came in peace,

we want y'all to leave in peace.we want y'all
to leave in peace.

So at the count
of three--

We want y'all to throw
your peace signs in the air.

And say, "Peace."

One, two, three.One, two, three.

[ Audience ]
Peace!

[ Echoing Each Other ]
One, two, three.

[ Audience ]
Peace!

[ Echoing Each Other ]
Uno, dos, tres.

[ Audience ]
Peace!

Peace.Peace.

Good job.

[ Woman Chuckles ]

This should be
The Smokin' Groove Tour.

Hard smokin'.Hard smokin'.

Hard Smokin' Life Tour.

If you ain't smokin',
I have to get the fuck out.

[ Rhythmic Vocalizing ]

♪ Caught in the matrix
Fuck you all ♪

♪ Scaredy-cat kid,
duckin' these dogs ♪

♪ You don't like us,
then we don't like y'all ♪

♪ Lick the balls,
be easy, speak easy ♪

♪ This one be off the heezy ♪

♪ Like my pubic hair's
black and greasy ♪♪

[ Both Laughing ]

That's a lot of shit
right there.That-That's real nice.

It be like bull.
You want a cup of juice?

[ Indistinct ]

And suck on ice chips.
Put 'em back in there.

Just stick your dick
in the cup.

That's nasty.Give it to her.
Let her drink it.

Don't ask me
to get you shit.That's nasty.

If he go get something,
like, you got to follow him.

He'll be wiping the ice
off his nuts.It's a respect thing.

I did that before too.
It's a respect thing.

It's like with, you know,
with certain people, and shit.

You got to, you know,
you got to get them...

for the shit they gonna do
to you in the future.

I'll do something like this.

Stick it in my ear,
get a little ear wax,

rub it on your ice.
You know what I'm saying?

I might do shit like--
like-- like-- like--
like, a bag of peanuts,

or-- or-- or a bag
of potato chips.

Take a potato chip,
lick the potato chip,

throw it in the bag,
shake it up.

Or take a peanut,
stick it in my nose,

blow it back in there,
shake the peanuts up.

Whoever get the peanut--It's a little peanut.

Yeah, don't be using
that shit.

[ Laughing ]

Bet your damn mike can't hear
what my nuts is talking about
down here.

[ Laughing ]

Making--
Make this documentary
real interesting.

If you can hear my nuts talk.
Wait. Listen.

Damn.
Put it down closer a little bit.

Like I can't believe
y'all standing here...

waiting to hear
my nuts say something.

It's for the movies.
It's for the movies.
Don't act like that.

Mick.
There's nothing nasty.

You got to hold
this shirt up.

Come here. Come--
Oh.

You don't have
no control, man.Playboy. You heard.

Y'all want a private party?Yeah.

All right.
Come on.All right.

You got to show some
for the camera.

Yeah, give the camera
something to go with.

Hey, what
are you doing?[ Squealing ]

Come on.
You're acting scared right now.

Nah. She's fine.

We party-party all night.Give him a lap dance.

This is on camera.This nigga's scared.

Whoa!
That's my man, nigga.

Right. Right now.

This Hard Knock Life Tour
official footage.

This has hardened up
on you, girl.

This is Hard Knock
Life Tour.Take it off!

Yo! No, stop it. Stop.

This nigga's scared.
This nigga's scared.

Homey is scared?

He was like this.
Uh--

Scared of pussy.
Scared of pussy.

This is for the movie
right here.
It's gotta be loud.

He was scared
to get a lap dance.

We need
to see something.You just saw my tits.

Well, hey, you want
to get in the movie, right?

[ Indistinct ]

Come on.
This is official
Hard Knock Life.

This is real.
See? That's real.

This is hard knock life.

This is all
in the movie, girl.
You gonna be a star.

[ Chattering ]

We gonna get live.

Hey, what's in there?

[ Indistinct Chatter ]

This is it.
This is the official,
live, official,

official
Hard Knock Life.

Whoa! Whoa!Hey!

Oh!
That looks handicapped.

Who's pinky nail
look good!

You show me
a good-looking
pinky nail.

[ Indistinct ]You show me a good-looking
pinky nail.

Hey, hold up.
Hold up.

Wassup?

Look.
I didn't know
what was going on.

I was smoking weed with my man--
[ Makes Creaking Noise ]

Memphis.

So I just hear
all this ice shit flying.

So we come out.

We come out, right?
And this girl,
this ragged little skell--

So she banging
on my man Ta-Ta's door.

Now our room right here.
Ta-Ta room right here.

Nigga's getting fed up.
There go my man Ta-Ta
right there.

Y'all motherfuckers know.

So, the bitch
banging on his door.

[ Indistinct ]...hitting her head
with ice, and shit.

So I fills up a coffee pot
of hot-ass water.

Soon as she knock
on Ta-Ta door,
she got her back turned.

So I open the door.

Splash her.[ Screams ]

She drenching.You heard it.

Luckily, Ta-Ta thinking quick,
'cause this what make it funny.

After I splash her,
she turned around,
starts banging on my door.

Ta comes out with a bucket.
Splash her again.

She go back
and knock on Ta-Ta door.

"You motherfucker" this,
"motherfucker" that.

While she banging on his door,
I fill up the ice bucket
this time.

Shut the door.[ Screams ]

It was crazy easy.

And you was getting z's.

That's fucked up, family.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

♪ Will you bounce with me,
with me, with me? ♪

♪ Bounce, bitch, bounce ♪

Sassy. Classy.

Her voice is so like nothing
I ever heard before.

She's ghetto, but she has
a runway quality about her.

And I think
that can be personified.

One more show to quit.
More dough to get.

♪ Yo, can I get a--
to these bitches
from all of my niggas ♪

♪ Who don't love hoes
They get no dough ♪

♪ Can I get a--
to these niggas
from all of my bitches ♪

♪ Who don't got love
for niggas without dubs ♪

♪ And can you bounce with me,
with me, with me ♪

♪ With me, with me,
can you bounce with me ♪

♪ Where my money bitches at? ♪ With me, with me, with me ♪

♪ Shit, I like a lot of Prada
Alize and vodka ♪

♪ Late nights, candlelight
Then I tear the cock up ♪

♪ Get it up, I put it down
every time it pop up, huh ♪

♪ I got to snap 'em,
let it loose
Then I knock ya ♪

♪ And can you bounce with me,
with me, with me ♪

♪ With me, with me,
can you bounce with me ♪

♪ It ain't even a question
of how my dough flows ♪

♪ You good if you got--
Ladies ridin' your bump
like a Tahoe ♪

[ Amil ]
When Ja comes out,
the crowd goes crazy.

[ Dash ]
He comes out every night
with his shirt off.

Looks like
you plug him in, or something.

♪ Back out,
go ahead, let it out ♪

♪ I leave 'em with no doubts
Toss a hundred ♪

♪ Makin' 'em feel taunted
even if they don't want it ♪

♪ It's been--
since I met a chick
ain't on my tip ♪

♪ But then I tell 'em ♪

♪ To those niggas
from all of my bitches ♪

♪ Who don't got love
for niggas without dubs ♪

♪ Can I get a-- to these bitches
from all of my niggas ♪

♪ Who don't love hoes
They gets no dough ♪

♪ Can I get a-- to these niggas
from all of my bitches ♪

♪ Who don't got love
for niggas without dubs ♪

♪ Can you bounce with me? ♪ Bounce, niggas ♪♪

Yeah! Holla! Holla!

[ Indistinct ]

Good morning.

Can we turn
some lights on?Yeah.

Ja's room.

Early morning shit.

[ Interviewer ]
So what did you do
before you did this?

Before I was into the rap game?

I was into the drug game,

like every other rapper
that's ever picked up a mike.

Like Big said, it's slinging
crack rock, or you've got
a wicked jump shot.

Either or. That's the way
out the ghetto.

This music shit is a savior
to a lot of young black.
Know what I mean?

Niggas in the hood.
'Cause we come from nothing.

I'm just appreciative
of what I got.

I'm not really overwhelmed
with none of it.

It's always gonna be a struggle.
As long as you black,
it's gonna be a hustle.

After you, gentlemen.

[ Barking ]

This is like personal
personalsecurity.

[ Snarling ]When they don't understand,
"Back up and let him breathe."

And she talks.

[ Man ]
Evening! [ Woman ] Excellent!

Hi!What's up, baby?

This thing's gonna bite
somebody for real.

[ Chattering ]

Hello.

Man!
[ Indistinct ]

Hi. How are you?Love is love.

[ Screams ]

Uh-oh.[ Screams ]

What you need's coming.
It's coming.

[ Indistinct ]

When does he get on,
huh?[ Indistinct ]

Are you enjoying yourself
on the tour?

No.[ Laughter ]

Okay. We'll get it.

How you doing?Nice to meet you too.

Only part of
the tour I like
is the performance.

That one hour
I'm on stage.
That's it.

The rest is hell.

You'll get used to it.
You have to.Oh, I'm used to it.

I just don't like it.

You know, I'm a kid.
I want to run
with my dogs, you know?

Things like that.
Drive my car.

I want you to try
to help me bring my dog out.

[ Audience Cheering ]

I pray before the show.

Ask for a good show.

He usually give it to me.

[ Bells Ringing Onstage ]

♪ Now when I say DM,
y'all say X ♪

♪ DM ♪ X ♪

♪ DM ♪ X ♪

Get this fucking camera crew
out of here.

Come on, baby.

You niggas gots to make
more motherfucking
noise than that.

Uh-huh!

Whoo! Whoo!Come on!

Whoo! Whoo!Man, come on!

Whoo! Whoo!Come on! Come on!

♪ Bounce, bounce! Bounce!
Bounce, bounce! Bounce! ♪

♪ What, what, what?
One-two one-two ♪

♪ Come through, run through
Gun who? ♪

♪ Oh, you don't know
what the gun do ♪

♪ Some do, those that know
are real quiet ♪

♪ Let me think you wanna try it
Fuck around and start a riot ♪

♪ Keep your hands in the air
'Cause we gon'
take you there ♪

♪ And I know
it ain't fair ♪

♪ But we just don't care ♪

Phew. X is--

X is the raw.

The raw gutter nigga.

Man came
from nothing, man.

Like his projects, and shit.

The doors
was ripped off the hinges.

All the windows was broken.

I mean, he epitomizes
the have-nots.

The niggas that ain't got shit.

♪ Do you hear
what I tell you? ♪

♪ You understand
what you hear? ♪

♪ Don't let nobody tell you
what to hope and to fear ♪♪

He told me a story
one time,

how his family
had took him somewhere,

and they was like, you know,
"You like this place?"

And he was like, "Yeah,
it's cool," and whatever.

And they just left him.

And it was like a reform school.

It was a reform school,
but it was like a jail.

♪ Ain't no other cats
got love for me ♪

♪ Ain't no cats
gon' bust slugs for me ♪

♪ Ain't no cats
gon' shed blood for me ♪

♪ But my dogs
gon' be a thug for me ♪

♪ Come on
Ain't no other cats
got love for me ♪

♪ Ain't no cats gon'
bust slugs for me ♪

♪ Ain't no cats gon'
shed blood for me ♪

♪ But my dogs is gon' be
a thug for me ♪♪

Come on. Yeah.

Yeah! Nigga!

[ Barking ]

I get my stage performance
from battling on the street.

Battle niggas on the corner
with no beat.

You know, it's like
you got to give it your all.

With no music.

What you tell that motherfucker
that's always asking for some?

What you tell that motherfucker
that always got his hand out?

What you tell
that motherfucker...

that's always begging
for something?

DMX, straight up,
is crazy any motherfuckin' way.

'Cause that nigga
always blazin'.

Yeah.

♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

♪ Come on
Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

♪ Come on
Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

♪ Come on
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I been here long enough now ♪

It's just him out there.

And he does it
from beginning to end.

If he's not saying a lyric,
it's because the crowd
is singing.

♪ All nightmares, the light
dares to desert me ♪

♪ Got me like everybody
wants to hurt me ♪

♪ Paranoid, so I strike out
at whatever ♪

♪ The closest thing to me
is gonna get it, but never ♪

♪ Will I, can I think
death is wrong? ♪

♪ So I'm-a keep holdin' on
till what's left is gone ♪♪

Another one.
Another one.

What's up, baby?
It's good to see you.

It's good to see you,
my brother.

[ Amil ]
He gets a lot of love
from everybody.

He doesn't have just
a certain particular group
of niggas that like him.

Everybody shows X love...

because X gives everybody love.

You know what I'm saying?
He don't limit it to nobody.

What's going on, man?
You chillin'?

Swizz. Swizz
little brother, TJ.

What up?That's my dog,
Swizz Beatz.

♪ Uh, uh ♪

♪ Swizz Beatz, nigga ♪

♪ Nigga
Ryde or die ♪

♪ DMX, what,
what the fuck? ♪

♪ Come on
Ain't no way
you gonna stop my flow ♪

♪ Ain't no way,
you niggas just don't know ♪

♪ When niggas
is about to blow ♪♪

I only see a short time
that I have the ear.

The undivided attention.

I'm gonna take advantage of it.
I'm gonna abuse it.

That's the need
to be heard.

♪ Ain't no way
you gonna stop my shine ♪

♪ Ain't no way
you niggas gonna stop mine ♪

♪ Ya niggas
must be out your mind ♪

I got a wife, I got a kid,
I got a house,
I got plenty of dogs.

I don't need nothing else.

♪ Now what the fuck
is you niggas
pressing me for? ♪

♪ I saw more ass than a ho
And you stressin' the raw ♪

♪ If I was testin' your jaw
Maybe then
you would respect me ♪

♪ But you can't respect me
'Cause you don't even
know me, nigga ♪

Uh, uh, what I see day to day
brings tears to my eyes.

And how I holler at a nigga
brings ears to my cries.

Yeah. I have the ears.

♪ Ain't no way
you gonna stop my shine ♪

♪ Ain't no way
you niggas gonna stop mine ♪

♪ You niggas
must be out your mind ♪♪

[ Cheering ]

Yeah. My niggas.

[ Chattering ]

Right there.
The "B" side.
Right to the beginning.

No incidents.
Nobody getting hurt.

We came all the way
from Montana
to see Jay-Z.

Packed house every night.

[ Clamoring, Cheering ]

It's Ja birthday in here,
you know?

- What the deal?
- E-V-E!

I don't know who the fuck
y'all think I am.

New rock 'n roll
for the new millennium.

[ Screaming ]

[ Falsetto ]
Make some motherfucking noise!

It's getting hot.

Don't let me see a nigga
popping up with that shirt.

[ Clamoring ]

My favorite song:
"Fuck You Pay Me".

♪ We don't give a fuck ♪

What's the second song?"Ho Ass Bitches."

[ Men Clamoring ]

♪ We don't give a fuck ♪♪

And the third
is my favorite."Where Da White Bitches At?"

"Where Da White Bitches At?"

[ Clamoring ]

[ Chuckling ]

Uno, dos, tres.

♪ Hey! ♪

You have some new tattoos?Yeah. A little tattoo.
My moms.

"Thanks for making me
the man I am."

I get to see her
every day.

Miss her, but you know,
it's all good.

- What's your
mother's name?
- Carol.

Carolyn Young Dash.

There's my son.What's
your son's name?

Lil Damon.
We call him Boogie.

This represents my crew.

The element of circular success.

My company.

"Roc-A-Fella For Life."

And, uh, Moms again.

So everything I love
is on my arms.

Damon D-Dash.

[ Nonsense ]

Get a shot of his box head.That's right.
I'm gonna pop out.

Damon Dash.That motherfucker...

is the motherfucking
nigga, boy.

No! He's coming! He's coming!

Damon Dash and I
went to prep school together.

"Nigga, you went
to boarding school."

Like that takes anything away
from my credibility
or my validity in the street.

I'm like, "Yeah, nigga,
I put myself
in boarding school."

I seen them go
from handing me...

a record out of they trunk
to where they are right now.

I remember I went to this party,
and I'm seeing these niggas...

partying and having a ball,
buying champagne,

and I was, like, these niggas
didn't even put
half the work I put in.

They don't have to take
half the risks I put in.

I got to come get this money.

Most common thing you hear
about Damon is he a asshole.

I'm gonna try to put
my foot in the door
arguing points.

They're giving me
the nigga deal.

Motherfuckers call me
a asshole every day.

I don't listen to that shit.
My crew tells me what's right,
and I respect them.

How come they keep saying
Def Jam, Def Jam
all through these reviews?

He don't give a fuck
about nothing but Roc-A-Fella.

No mention of Roc-A-Fella
putting together the tour.
It's all Def Jam.

He's the last person
you want on your ass.

If you ain't with Roc,
then he don't give
a fuck about you.

You're telling me exactly
why I don't really fuck
with Def Jam.

Because every time
we get next to y'all,
they get the credit.

We own our own company.
We look like artists.

That's Damon Dash in a nutshell.

Roc-A-Fella or fuck you.

Bleek, man.

Yo, Bleek. You got a jacket
over there, all right?

See this jacket? Shit.

You see the Memphis Bleek?

I didn't never have
a Roc-A-Fella coat
that said Memphis Bleek.

This the only thing
Def Jam got one up on.

But other than that,
Roc-A-Fella is the home.

Oh, my God.

He just dropped
that one.

[ Dash ]
All of a sudden,
it's Def Jam jackets...

with niggas' names on them
all over the tour.

Damon.That shit
is weak, man.

You ain't pimp doing that.
Everybody wants a jacket.

You wanna do something,
make a motherfucker
Hard Knock Life Tour jacket.

We don't want this shit.

Why do I need Beanie
and Memphis Bleek
wearing a Def Jam jacket?

They're on Roc-A-Fella.

All a sudden, he's got
jackets with they names on
on our tour.

It makes it look
like a Def Jam tour.

Damon--All right, look.

You're president
of a company, right?

That means you're smart.
Am I right?

So don't sit there
and play dumb.

Now, wait.
If everybody on this tour
has a Def Jam jacket on,

what would be
the general perception of this,

when people just walking around
and don't know nothing.

What would it look like?

People would think
it's a Def Jam tour.

So then, knowing this,
why wouldn't you
be extra sensitive...

about giving everybody
Def Jam jackets on this tour?

Why? Why? You're president,
and you know.

So either you real smart,
or you real dumb.
It's one or the other.

And I'm not gonna say
that you real dumb.

I'm gonna say you real smart.

So you know better.
You all know better.

Hi. What's going on?

So you guys wanna find out
what's on the official
Def Jam tour bus?

All right, come on up.
We'll see
what's going on in here.

It's like y'all put
motherfucking
Def Jam presents...

Def Jam's Hard Knock Life
on Russell Simmons' show.
That what's up?

That's--
How is that a mistake?

How is that a mistake?

Because Russell decides
what's in every single thing
that comes up.

So you're saying Russell--
The person that-- fucked up,

doesn't know
that this is not his tour?

He don't know that?No, he knows
that, but--

So wait. All right, the people
at his company don't know that?

Right. Maybe not.Maybe not?

If that's the case,
that means the general public
don't know that.

The Def Jam tour bus
consists of nine video screens.

We've got digital curtains.

Let the curtains down.

Let 'em check the curtains
as they go down.

Those little mistakes you make--

Just because
you're not trying to,

those mistakes are making it
so that it looks
like it's your tour.

Sometimes you get tired
of pulling curtains on tour,

so thought we'd get
some electronic curtains.

Hey, look, y'all niggas
are too fucking professional,

and you're too smart to make
these kind of dumb-ass mistakes.

You all right?
Sony wouldn't do this.

[ Indistinct ]
...gets his props.
RCA don't take that.

Bad Boy gets his prop.
Arista don't take that.

The Face gets his prop.

Y'all gotta have
your fucking face
in everything we do.

Then I gotta be
the asshole
and yell.

I don't feel like doing
that shit all the time.
I'm sick of that shit.

Yo, 30% of my day
goes to correcting
your fucking mistakes.

Y'all gonna pay me
more for that?

It is true, man.That's false.

That's Lester's towel.
That's Big Lester's towel.

That's not my towel.

The thing I told you
when I came here...

is that we don't want
to get overshadowed
by fucking Def Jam's name,

by Russell Simmons
and by your logo.

I was guaranteed it wouldn't,
and it's exactly the opposite.

And you're not doing nothing
to stop it.

You know how you do?
You give everybody
fucking Def Jam jackets.

This is our cool-out area.
We watch TV. Uh--

Play Nintendo 65.
Hey, whoa, whoa!

Please don't take
an act of love--

That ain't no love, man.
That's promotion.

Yo, who do you think
you're talking to?
Understand?

That's basically the inside
of the Def Jam tour bus.

All I need y'all to do
is cut the checks.

That's it.
We're taking
all the chances.

We're the ones
that boycott the Grammys.

We're the ones that
motherfucking put our ass
on the line and did this tour,

and we still don't get
the credit for it.

Why not?I don't know why.

'Cause your fucking fat ass
is around all the time.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

[ Liles ]
Every time we talk,That's bullshit.

it seems
like we partners.We not partners.

[ Laughs ]
That's good from you
to say that.

We ain't partners.What are we then?

Y'all cut us checks.

Y'all got 25%
and what's her name
has another 25%.

But you're not equal partners.
You don't think I know that?

What do you mean?You and Polygraph split 50%.

Absolutely.All right. So you're not
partners. You got a quarter.

You a quarter owner.
That's it.

Good, man.

And that's what happens
when you're on tour...

with the Hard Knock Life,
Def Jam Records!

I think the hip-hop audience
grew up a lot.

It's a different time period.
That's all.

I started listening
to hip-hop when I was 10.

Now our kids is growing up
listening to hip-hop.
I think we matured a lot.

What happened to Big and 'Pac,
hip-hop community's
just tired of the bullshit.

Now hip-hop is so multicultural.

Black, white,
Puerto Rican, Chinese--

I think we can do tours
like U2 does...

and be on tour for two years.

The new artists nowadays
understand the business aspect.

And the new artists right now
are getting paid.

We definitely
gonna profit
off of our music.

And the way they going
about doing that...

is not being a slave
to the record company,
like Jay-Z has Roc-A-Fella.

It's not just Def Jam
signin' Jay-Z.

Def Jam had to take
Roc-A-Fella Records.

We all strive
to get some ownership...

and to get our own labels.

[ Lover ]
It's like Ruff Ryders and DMX.

It's a opportunity
for them all to own something.

To own their masters,
to be the ones
10 years from now...

puttin' out
them compilation albums
oftheir records...

andthem gettin' the money
from it.

Look how far we came
from 10 years ago to now.

Just think
about 10 years from now.

N.Y.C., baby.

Only thing about this,
I just wish we'd been able...

to end it on New York.
You know what I'm saying?

'Cause that's your home town.
I just wish--

I got a feelin' we comin' here
too-- too soon.

My nigga black, live
on the phone from Clinton.

Now me on the cell.
How ill is that?

[ Man Speaks, Indistinct ]

Yeah, yeah.
Know what I mean?

And it's nothin', it's nothin'.
We live, niggas.

This is real shit.

Blink, I heard you scared
of Blinky Blink.

Nigga, you see that?[ Laughter ]

Nigga, that thing gonna
batter you. You scared.

You been hidin'
from that nigga.

That's EZ TV.
What the fuck.

That's right, Hard Knock.

[ Chattering ]

All right then.
My boys right here.

Part of the crew?
Part of the crew?

I wanna know why I'm
not on the fuckin' tour.

Because I'm the one that do
all the voices, you know?

"Fuck You, Pay Me".
Uh-- Okay, okay.

So now we got the guy
who wants to work for Jay-Z.

Any problems,
he can go to Jay-Z.

Yeah? That's you?Fuck you-- Yeah, that's me.
Think I'm fuckin' lyin'?

Only thing, they didn't
bring me on the tour.

I can't mess
with that dude, man.

I'm serious.
I tried and I tried.
I can't mess with him.

Where's the Jay-Z locker room?
I gotta talk to this prick.

Right there, babe.All right.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

Gimme the fuckin' camera.
What the fuck is--

Why didn't you bring me
on the fuckin' tour?

That's what I want to know.
What the fuck is wrong with you
not bringing--

That's the prick you gotta
talk to, says I'm not
on the fuckin' tour.

For the sake of hip-hop,
I couldn't take him on the tour,
'cause he'd probably end it.

I'd probably
fuck it all up.

Fuck it up.
Fighting, shit like that.

He's like this tall,
and I can't do it.
I can't do it.

"Fuck You, Pay Me."
That's the name
of my new tune.

That's my man, though.That's right,
that's right.

Hey, check it out.
I got a new saying.
Check it out. Go like this.

From here on in,
nothing goes down
unless I'm involved.

No albums, no dope deals,
no nothing.

A concert goes on
in the park, I want in.

You guys got fat
out there while we all
starvin' on the street.

♪ That's my man It's my turn.

[ Laughing ]All right?
It's my turn.

All right? You're welcome!
You're all wel--
You need me.

You need me to put
your fuckin' fingers
in the door.

That's the bad guy.
That's the guy you blame.
Me. Okay?

Well, fuck you.
You can suck my dick,
'cause I'm eating a sandwich.

I'm gonna get my dick
sucked by every woman
on this planet. Okay?

Fuck that.

Turn off the camera,
'cause I'm gonna look stupid
eating a sandwich. Peace.

My shit cost
a hundred dollars.

And mine cost--
Mine cost a hundred thousand.

See, that's the thing.[ Laughing ]

When you're on a tour
and you're performing,
do you ever get horny?

'Cause when I'm on stage,
I get real horny.

I don't know.
A little bit, you know,
all that Gucci shit kinda...

That's what I'm saying.get me a little hot.

When you look in the crowd,
and you're horny...

and you're lookin'
at the people
while you're performing,

you say, "I could fuck
one of these people." Right?

[ Laughing ]Because--

Because that's
what it's all about.
It's about power.

When you on that stage,
it's about power.

Fuck Damon.
He bigger than that.

[ Loud Laughter ]On camera.
And I want this in there.

Kevin, doughnut, Laos.

Fuckin'
Portuguese butthead.

You got a lot of nerve,
you turkey-face motherfucker.

This is the new host
of the film,

- God bless America.
- Pain In Da Ass.

This is what it's all about.
Jesus Christ is with you.

You know Jesus Christ
is an alien, right?

And he's coming soon.
He's coming for all of us.

I am Jesus--You obviously weren't
at church today.

No. I was at church.
I was at church.
I'm an altar boy.

This is for Damon right
here. Here you go.[ Men Laughing ]

Get this--He got all that money.
His teeth gray.

His teeth gray
like a bad day.

[ Laughing ]

He called me. He called me.
He called me.

There he is.
Look at him.
With the camera.

The fat guy.
Look at the fat guy.

It's about to rain
in his mouth.
He got gray clouds in his mouth.

I'm gonna put this
right in your beer.Fuck out--

And then 'cause he--
His breath smells...

like he just had
a manure shake.

[ Laughing ]

Hey, where that blonde at?

♪ We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck ♪

♪ We don't give a fuck ♪♪

♪♪ [ Fast Intro ]

♪♪ [ Stops ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Stops ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Stops ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Stops ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Stops ]

[ Cheering ][ Lover ]
We're startin' to roll, baby.

[ Cheering ]

Yo, y'all ready
for Jay-Z?

Mike.
The mike, the mike!

[ Lover ]
Can you make
some motherfuckin' noise?

[ Audience Cheering ]

Y'all motherfuckers ready?

[ Cheering Continues ]

Make some motherfuckin' noise
out there.

[ Audience Cheers ]♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

Where the fuck
we at tonight, y'all?

♪ Ruff Ryders ♪

♪ Swizz Beatz
It's almost over, y'all ♪

♪ Jigga, how real is that? ♪

♪ Uh, uh, uh ♪ Lights out, niggas ♪

♪ Jigga ♪ What's
my motherfuckin' name? ♪

♪ Jigga ♪ And who I'm rollin'
with, huh? ♪

♪ My nigga Check it out.

♪ Uh, uh, uh
Niggas better get it right ♪

♪ Bitches better get it right
Who? ♪

[ Audience Cheering ]

Y'all ready?
Let's go.

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Everybody just throw
your hands up in the air
Come on ♪

♪ And wave 'em like you
just don't care
Come on ♪

♪ And if you're ready to rock
with my nigga Jay-Z ♪

♪ Everybody say, "Oh, yeah" ♪

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ Lot of speculation
on the monies I've made,
honeys I've slayed ♪

♪ How is he for real?
Is that nigga
really paid? ♪

♪ Hustlers I've met
or dealt with direct ♪

♪ Is it true he slay the beef
and slept with a tech? ♪

♪ Like you said in Friend or Foe
and if so, what block? ♪

♪ What you doin' in L.A.,
with Filipinos and ese's ♪

♪ Latinos and Cheve's, down
by Pico with Frederico ♪

♪ I answer all your questions
but then y'all got to go ♪

♪ Now the question
I ask you is how bad
you want to know? ♪♪

I love you, Jay-Z.
You know what?

You can hit it
in the morning, noon--

Now, you don't need no money.
You don't need no money.

You can be at Marcy Projects
brokeand I be that bitch.
I be down for whatever.

You remember these panties?
I threw them and hit your face.

And you said,
"What?"Yes.

[ Man ]
Hey, yo.These mine.

I want you!

Sexy lips! Oh, my God!

Oh! Oh.

That's where
they at now.

Now.All right.

[ Echoing ]
This is it.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

♪ Roc-A-Fella
Ruff Ryders ♪

♪ Swizz Beatz
It's almost over, y'all ♪

♪ Jigga, how real is that? ♪ Uh, uh, uh, ♪

♪ Lights out, niggas ♪

♪ Jigga ♪ What's
my motherfuckin' name? ♪

♪ Jigga ♪ And who I'm
rollin' with, huh? ♪

♪ My niggas ♪ Uh, huh, uh, uh, uh ♪

♪ Niggas better get it right,
bitches better get it right
Who? ♪

♪ Jigga ♪[ Amil ]
He inspires me.

[ Man ] Jay's, like, one
of my best friends.
He's my son's godfather.

♪ Jigga my nigga ♪
[ Laughing ]

Before he had respect
for being a great rapper.

But now he's four million sold,
Grammy Award.
He's a household name.

Cool, nigga.

My man's in there.

Throw my shit up in here, man.

Broke the whole
shit up in here.Roll the dice, baby.

1500.
I'm not gonna cheat you.

That's not 1500.1500.
You got it?

Like he said,
he's not a rapper.

He's just a hustler.
And I look at him like that.

Tone, don't bet
against me, man.

Count out 1500.You know I ain't
got that much.

[ Jay-Z ]
♪ Brooklyn be the place
where I serve them thangs ♪

♪ B. my niggas was strugglin',
to the 'burbs they came ♪

♪ And then we got to hustlin',
murderin' thangs ♪♪

Aha.
Nobody move, nobody move.

[ Men Howling ]

Hot sl--Don't like this game, man.

Gonna sign this for you. Okay?Okay.

What you want me to write?

You want it?
What's your name?Natalie.

This Clue's money.[ Laughing ]

Thanks, Clue.

These guys are--
These guys are--Oh, man.

♪ Yeah ♪

As an emcee,

- ♪ Check it out
- truthfully speaking,

♪ I been around this block
too many times ♪

♪ Rocked too many rhymes,
cocked too many nines too ♪

He's one of thedopest
lyricists out there.

♪ Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's,
smoke em like cocoa ♪

♪ Fuck rap,
coke by the boatload ♪

♪ Fuck dat, on the run-by,
gun high, one eye closed ♪

♪ Left holes
through some guy clothes ♪

...when asked,
in every interview I have
who I think...

are the best emcees,
besides myself,

it's always him and Scarface.

♪ Make you feel it
inside your belly ♪

♪ If it's tight
get the K-Y Jelly ♪

♪ All night get you
wide up inside the telly,
side to side ♪

- ♪ Till you say Jay-Z
you're too much for me ♪
- Always.

I hear the show.

It is a big fucking deal.
All right?

I hear you're disappearing,
and things.

♪♪ [ Record Scratching ]

Hey, runnin' around
the fuckin' venue.

Comin' in
from behind the people.

Hey, yo, Jay.
What the fuck
you doing over there?

[ Audience Cheering ]

You're singing
those hit tunes.

♪ Sex, murder and mayhem
Romance for the street ♪

♪ Only wife of mines
is a life of crime ♪

♪ And since life's a bitch
in mini-skirts
and big chests ♪

♪ How can I not
flirt with death ♪

[ Rhymes ]
Niggas wigglin' their foot
from here to Brooklyn.

What the fuck, nigga?

[ Laughing ]

♪ Us the villains,
fuck your feelings ♪

♪ While y'all playa hate
we in the upper millions ♪

♪ What's the dealings, huh
Its like New York's
been soft ♪

♪ Ever since Snoop came through
and crushed the buildings ♪

♪ I'm tryin' to restore
the feelings
Fuck the law keep dealing ♪

- Congrats, nigga.
- ♪ More money more cash more ♪

♪ I know they gon' criticize
the hook on this song ♪

- ♪ Like I give a fuck
- ♪ Crook on this song ♪

♪ Bed-Stuy Brooknon
took on the world ♪

♪ Shit, I led a life
you can write a book on ♪♪

[ Jay-Z ]
There's a nigga
right now somewhere,

he at the table
with a bowl of Apple Jacks...

and he's reading
the back of the cereal...

and in between--
in between eating Apple Jacks,
he's writing some shit.

And he--
And he want my spot.

I'm gonna find him though.
I'm gonna sign him.

[ Laughing ]

I don't want no problems.

Ross is doin'
his fuckin' shit.

Hey, you,
uh, uh, uh.

[ Laughing ]Stop that.

Fuckin' stop that.

This is where
the party's at.

I'm gonna stay at a party
while he doing
his D.J. routine?

Is your party
crowded every day?No.

So then stop being
at the fuckin' show
every night.

But if I'm not there,
you don't know
where the party's at.

Yes, I do.
I say it every time.
I never didn't say it.

You fuckin' riffin'
about me talking on stage,

but you're not saying nothin'
about 3,500 people
and not makin' a dollar.

- When you got 20,000--
- And not makin' a dollar!

Even if it's crowded,
you don't make no money, Tone.

No matter my saying.What you talking about?

So everybody's runnin'
your business but you.

I'm not doin'--You let him next to your money.

And you let Pats do parties.

And you want to be on stage,
tellin' me--I'm not doin' it tomorrow!

He wanna be tellin' me
when to say
motherfuckin' the party.

You not tellin' me
what to do, nigga.

What you want me to do?Ask me.

I just push the button.He's a liar.

[ Argument Continues ]

[ Laughing ]

That's the plan.
Hell--

[ Laughing ]

Fuck.

Man. Oh, man.

When I go, "Uh,"
I'm not doing it for me.

I'm doing it
so they clap for Scratch.

They not gonna clap for Scratch,

if I go, "Yo, after-party
is such-and-such."

That shit looks stupid.
I'm not doin' it.

That shit ain't--I'm not doing it.
You can do it.

No. You do it.
You go on stage
and do that shit.

Why you don't
have Clue do it?
He on the mike all day.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

Do remember, the official
after-party at the Atrium.

The Atrium.
Fucking sweat.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

What's up, baby?[ All Screaming ]

You wanna get here?[ Screaming Louder ]

♪ Money, cash, hoes
Money, cash, hoes
What? ♪

♪ Money, cash, hoes
Money, cash, hoes ♪

♪ What?
Money, cash, hoes
money, cash, hoes ♪

♪ What?
Money, cash, hoes, oh! Oh! ♪

♪ Money, cash, hoes
money, cash, hoes
What? ♪

♪ Money, cash, hoes
Money, cash, hoes ♪

♪ What?
Money, cash, hoes
Money, cash ♪♪

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

Uh. Nigga.

Somethin' he do?50 he do.

Uh. Nigga!His ass is going out.

I got bills.
You know I got 11 dogs.

Uh! And they like Puppy Chow.

You know that's right--
That's on me right there.
You good?

Oh no.
Pale, that's pale.

We have no choice.
You have no choice.

Dawg, whatever
is in the bank,
you gotta bet, nigga.

Drop that--I got that.
I got that.

Hey. You know what I mean?

Sheridan,
how you doing?

♪ Check it, check it, check it
Yo ♪

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

♪ Yo ♪

♪ Yo ♪ Oh, shit ♪

♪ Oh dum-de-dum-de-dum ♪

♪ Oh, da, duh-da-da-
duh-da-duh-da ♪♪

♪ Uh, jiggy, uh, uh ♪

Check you out then.
He touched your shit.

No. I just picked
the right bag.

♪ Jumpin' out planes,
Doc's Da Name ♪

♪ Cock the flame,
back to relieve your pain ♪

Chocolate.
I wish somebody would have
some nice chocolate.

I think this how they get
the microchip in you.

♪ Through custom drug hounds ♪

♪ Bound to rob
your neighborhood Waldbaums ♪

I want purple.
That's the only thing I want
is Purple Squish.

If anybody got Purple Squish,
call me at 555-yo mama.

♪ Switch from Red to Roy,
give you Primal Fear ♪

♪ If you don't know the click
then you're smokin wet ♪

♪ Funk Doc, Def Squad,
from the Jersey set, come on ♪

♪ Wild the fuck out,
smoke the fuck out ♪

♪ Drink the fuck out,
act the fuck out ♪

♪ Black the fuck out,
scream the fuck out ♪

♪ Break the fuck out,
act the fuck out ♪

♪ Do you feel it in your body? ♪ Shake your stinkin' ass ♪

♪ Do you feel it in your body? ♪ Shake
your stinkin' ass ♪

♪ Do you wanna rock a party? ♪ Shake your stinkin' ass ♪

Are we smokin' today, y'all?

That's human Jell-O
right there.

I just spit that out.

That's what you get
for smokin', kid.

♪ Go to any borough
who rock the mike thorough ♪

♪ Got your wife sayin,
"Not tonight, hello!" ♪

♪ Money talk, bullshit walk,
ask Kris ♪

♪ The baptist,
roll Garcia's with hashish ♪

♪ You need classes
for practice to tap this ♪

♪ Jurassic crab shaft
nasty ass bitch ♪

Kids, just say no.
Just say no to drugs.

They're no good for you.Yes, yes.

Say yes.

♪ Choke the fuck out,
joke the fuck out ♪

♪ Sweat the fuck out,
pass the fuck out ♪

♪ Black the fuck out,
flip the fuck out ♪

♪ Drunk the fuck out,
bug the fuck out ♪

♪ Do you feel it in your body? ♪ Shake your stinkin' ass ♪

♪ Do you wanna rock a party? ♪ Shake
your stinkin' ass ♪

♪ Oh ♪♪

[ Audience Cheering ]

[ Man, Indistinct ]

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

[ Beanie Sigel ]
We been on the road...

for about two,
two and a half months.

Sick of this shit!
But I'm not gon' quit!

I been ready to go
back to Philly off this tour...

about two,
two and a half months ago.

Nah.

My first two weeks,
I was lovin' it.

After that--

I been tired.

[ Dash ] You gotta keep
doin' it even when you're
tired. I'm exhausted.

On this tour,
I flew home every Monday.

The day-- Every day off
we had, I flew home,

no matter where we was at,
West Coast, wherever.

But I gotta do it, because
a lot of people depend on me.
You know what I'm saying?

Unload the bags off the bus.

Check into the hotel.

Burn up.
Go to the show.

Be backstage for three hours.

Runnin' around backstage,
drinkin', smokin'.

Doin' whatever you do.
Perform.

Go to the after-party.
Go to the hotel.

Might get two hours of sleep.

Back up, packing your stuff.
Get back on the bus.
Go to the next town.

Do that all over again.

Every day.

[ Redman ]
During the day when we ridin',
this bitch be packed.

That shit be packed like a dick
in this motherfucker.

I be, like, "Damn."
Niggas be in the front,
in the middle, back.

Feet be everywhere.
Shoes--

This is the cleanest
this motherfuckin' bus been
since the whole tour.

'Cause the bus driver--

You gotta have a good,
sensible bus driver.

Our bus driver name is--

We got, uh,
three different buses.

Me and Jay bus was fancy.
I don't know.

'Cause our shit was
kinda clean, though we
had cupcakes and shit.

♪♪ [ Operatic Aria ]

No smokin', no drinkin'.

Yo shit was
the rehab bus.

[ Man On Radio, Indistinct ]

Then you had Rykers Island.

Check me out from head to toe.
I'm really a California nigga.
You know what I mean?

Cutoff khakis, French braids,
house shoes, nigga.

[ Horn Honking ]Hey, what's that?

Yo, Murder!
Yo, Murder,
what you doing, man?

No!

Nobody tell me
what the fuck to do.

Stupid.
You--

First off,
you go on that bus,
you gotta smoke.

Just put
the flash together.

- I'm gonna see you.
- Don't make me put
my cereal down.

Fuck you.

You gotta know
how to fight.

- La-la-la-la.
- [ Screaming ]

Stop it!

Fuckin' smack the shit
outta you.Shut the fuck up.

Wasn't talkin' to you.
Drive, nigga.

Bring me one
of my Jerry Springer tapes.

Yo, listen up.
Yo, this door gotta be closed.

Yo, fuckin' just let anybody
drive a fuckin' bus?Fuck you.

Breaker, breaker.This is nobody's
bitch, baby.

Roc-A-Fella's official
bus driver now.

You bitch nigga!

Then there's the Vikings.
That's Clue bus.
Them niggas--

That was the hole.That was the most--

- They had no food,
electricity--
- That was the hole.

What exactly
is the problem though?

Gimme the keys.You got to drive
this shit.

How low is
the fuckin' generator?

This is fucked up.The job will get done.

Real shit.This is a minor setback.

Got that lock shit.
Lock it up.

- [ Door Closes ]
- We out.

EZ, you and your
fuckin' camera...

and your lights
and your mike.

We'll fuck EZ up
after this tour.Ho-fuckin'-tel.

We goin' to the after-party.After the tour's over,

we gonna fuck EZ up,
'cause he taped
all the bad moments.

Lenny, you are
a piece of shit.

[ Chattering ]

I'm tired of y'all
motherfuckin'
camera motherfuckers...

all up my ass all fuckin' day.

I don't need that love.

Through the tour,
we've almost become a family.

[ Arguing ]

Give me shit.Yo, back up.

Shit. You try
and act like a bitch.

You called upstairs
and that was it!

I haven't been on a tour
this mellow backstage
in a long time.

What the fuck?
Hey, nigga.

You walked into it.I didn't throw it.

It was a accident,
it was a accident.Yo, yo, yo.

It was an accident.
They was only playing.Gimme a tissue or something.

You know, entourages
are gettin' along
and the groups.

There's no drama here at all.We are one big family
out here.

[ Dash ]
If I don't get the tape,
enough for the GR,

y'all not gonna look
like you're equal partners
in this.

So then it's gonna look
like we made it look
like a Roc-A-Fella thing,

as opposed to a Ruff Ryders,
Roc-A-Fella thing.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ][ Indistinct ]

Say bye-bye.

He's now a hostage.

Just for that,
we want four dollars.

No feedin'
the prisoners.

[ Laughing, Shrieking ]

No, you don't.
Huh?

Where you goin'?
Ah! Ah!

[ Indistinct Shouting ]

They got all their big cats
and y'all up here
signing autographs.

Who we got?We got a job.

I'm not playing here.

You see this?
Think it's a phone, don't you?

Huh-uh.
You thought it was a phone.

You know what it is?
It's a remote control
for a fuckin' bomb.

Dawg, you got 10 minutes.

Ten fucking minutes
to say something
about something...

that'll break something
to somewhere
or I'm telling you--

[ Beeps ]That's boom.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

[ Laughing, Shrieking ]

Yo, where we going?

Pull it down![ Screaming ]

Yeah!

[ Laughing ]

We all one big family.
We're on that paper chase.

Whoever on my team,
anybody on my team smilin',
I'm gonna shoot you.

From now on, I want
the game face on!

Yeah, I'm ready
to kill somebody.
You know?

Huh?
My gun is in, uh--
in storage right now.

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

[ Shooting ]

That's us, man.
That's us!

[ Chanting ]
Nigga, what?
Shoot the blue!

Nigga, what? Shoot the blue!
Nigga, what? Shoot the blue!

So I told him, man.
He lazy, man.

Doing the Hard Knock Life
tour album.

They beefin' 'cause we ain't
got nothin' really done.

Only like three songs done.
So they beefin'
right now, but--

I wanna get a song--What's with that?

I gotta make a beat like that.You been sayin'
you been makin' beats--

No, no, no, no.
I wanna make--Every day for four weeks.

All of them beats--I gotta go.

[ Laughing ]

Fuck them, 'cause they
don't know what's goin' on.

To the funniest lookin' nigga
in America, man.

Even his face can't,
so he made it to the circus.
It was like--

My government name
is David Banner,

A.K.A. the world-famous
DJ Clue.

Queens native.

From his chin to right here
is all fucked up.

I open the show.
Get the crowd hyped.

You play records
on the tour.

When his needle break,
he just put his chin on it.

DJ Clue is driving me crazy.

- Nothing gets done till Clue
feels like he's ready.
- Temper tantrums.

He used to hit
with a mallet
when he was fuckin'--

[ Clicks Tongue ]

How do you get a fade, Afro,
Caesar, all in one day, man?

He got Caesar waves
right here.

He got two little--
He got a blow out
in it right here.

Oh, wow.Right?

Then he got--
he got a fade in the back.

He gonna rep for all
your boroughs, okay?

People hate him, but he's ill.

He's the highest selling
mixtape DJ ever.
It went platinum.

[ Dash ]
We try to do an album
from the road,

and just trying to get him
to focus and get artists...

from after the show
to on his bus
to lay down a song.

God feels like,
"Yo, Clue, let's go."

He's like, "Yo, God,
you gotta hold up."

When Clue wants somethin',
don't he go
to any means necessary?

That nigga turns
into Malcolm X.

He'll go into any hood,
like, "Yo, you got
the what's-you-call-it?"

- He don't give a fuck.
- Niggas don't work that hard.

Now he wanna knock on the door,
like, "Yo, can I go
to the studio?"

I see a lot of artists,
when they weren't on,

when they didn't
have they records...

and they was shoppin' demos,
they was hungry.

Then, as soon as they
sell a record,
they don't wanna do nothin'.

Niggas don't want
to sit in the studio.
You got to put pressure on.

How could you get
in the music business
and want to be successful...

and not know that you're
gonna have to do
these things?

- The Matrix got us all fooled.
- Fuck the Matrix.

Right now gonna be
our worst times right now.

The best of times should be
when we all got
the big $10 million houses,

the stash
and all the Bentleys,
and all that shit.

Now we like, "Well, can't
get no better than this."

Yeah.That's when we good.

I'm serious, man.
We're gonna fuckin'
lose it, man.

The difference between
being in the audience
and being backstage, man.

Knockin' on the door.
Nah, I can't do it.

I'm so scared.
You know, the Matrix got us.

Clue was the pinnacle
of the show,
I tell you right now.

Clue was a sign that,
yo, this shit can happen
to everybody, man.

The Matrix.

It's a sweet hustle,
but it's a fucked up hustle.
Man, music business is crazy.

[ Chattering ]

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

Take it over
to the bus, y'all.

They can't make
no fuckin' tape on that bus.

This was on that fuckin' bus.

We got to talk to Clue, man.

They gotta make tapes
and give them to people...

so they get on the bus
and lay they vocals.

It's in the can.
You know, we can win this time.
Really win.

[ Elevator Bell Dings ]I don't know
about the album.

[ Skane ]
We get a lot of pressure
from him. I can't blame him.

About this album,
'cause shit is
kind of movin' slow.

Every day he's on my ass,
like, "Y'all bullshittin'.

Y'all need to do this.
You need to do that."

I don't wanna be,
like, "Shut the fuck up."
You know what I'm saying?

'Cause he's loud,
but he's fuckin' 100% correct.

Nobody wants
to get on the bus.

Everyone wants to go
to the after-parties.

I don't want to overstep
my bounds as far
as talking for Desert Storm...

or trying to push
some structure,
but from what I see--

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]Like I know you got
a lot of niggas,

like a lot
of soldiers and shit.

You got a lot of shit
you gotta do.

Turn that shit down.
Why you doin' that, man?

That's your problem.
Every time we talk, you
get like a whatchacall.

I'm tryin' to talk for real.

I don't understand that.
That's the problem.

You do so many things.
You can't do everything
on your own.

If you do, by the time
you do it,

you could have did
30 other things if you had help.

You understand what I'm saying?

Like you can't do a album
and be on the radio on Monday...

and then do a party
and three parties a week...

and nothin's gonna
get done right or nothin's
gonna get done quick.

So if you got niggas
willing to help you,

it's the time to teach y'all
how to do it.

You don't want to be
in the music business?

We all know that this nigga's
very, very distant...

and you can't depend on him
to make somethin' happen.

He's on his own plane.

So you have to-- Fuck it.
I gotta be annoying
for your career.

You know what I'm saying?

Like, "Look, Clue,
I need to do this,"
or whatever, and just do it.

The thing is, it's not
one nigga that should
be the head of a crew.

It should never be one nigga
the head of a crew, 'cause
if that nigga ever goes,

if he ever goes to jail
or, God forbid,
he gets killed...

or something happen,
the whole crew goes down.

Because everybody depends
on one nigga.
You over.

But let's say, you're equal,
you're equal and you're equal.

If, let's say, you fall off,
he can give you a little,

your man can give you
a little...

and it's not gonna break you
to put your man back on.

You can't run no company
without no fuckin' crew, man.

And what better fuckin' crew
to have than the niggas
you grew up with?

You should depend on him
like he depends on you...

and y'all should depend
on each other.

But you have to be bigger
than just Clue.

Desert Storm should mean
more than Clue.

When niggas think
of Roc-A-Fella, it's not
only Jay-Z they think about.

It's not only me
they think about.

They think of a whole movement
and what we represent.

Because niggas know that
ever since we got in the game,

every nigga down with me
had money.

If every nigga has
just as much as you got,
what kind of crew you got?

You got a crew
that can't be touched.

That's how crews crumble,
because they don't feel
they gettin' a piece.

Every nigga I know
that was gettin' money,
they own crew took 'em down.

They the niggas
that shut them niggas up,
'cause they not eatin' enough.

And you can't--
That's the nigga's nature.

Man, this thing got made.
I'm going back to the projects.

Don't tell us that shit.
We got niggas
missin' behind that.

All right then.
That's what you do.

That's-- That's why niggas
snitch on niggas...

and that's why niggas
kill niggas...

and that's why niggas
get niggas shut up,

because they not
being treated fairly.

God bless my fuckin' nigga,
but he missin'
'cause of that shit.

None of that shit
happens in my crew.
None of that shit.

So on the count of three,
I want everybody in this
building to say peace.

One, two, three.

[ Explosion ]

At least 18 people
are being treated...

as a result
of injuries sustained
in the shooting attack...

at Columbine High School.

You know, X, he came
into the dressing room.

We had the same idea.

You know the tragedy
that happened
in the next town, Littleton,

we say we're donating
all the proceeds...

from the concert
to the families of the victims.

[ Audience Cheering ]

Violent behavior--
it's more shocking...

to see it happen in a place
like Littleton than Brooklyn,

but it--
it's all the same, man.

It was out of respect.
It was either cancel the show
or donate the proceeds.

We chose the latter.

They just needed a outlet,
somewhere to go
and just scream.

You know, not like you
gonna forget about it,
but, you know, to get it out.

[ Crying ]

Come here, child.

I'm starting to get
into a new way of thinkin'
about, um, rap music and shit.

Because of all the stereotypes.

[ Crying ]

Hey, sweet little baby.

What is that?
Gimme--

You want this?
You want me to have it?

This is the ultimate shit
to have everything...

and only certain artists
have the quality.

'Cause Jay messin' with you
and I ain't havin' that.

Come on, come on.
You ready to go home?

I don't always
do the right thing.

But I ask you
to forgive me.

Because I need you
here with me.

Without you in my life,
it's empty.

Big had it, 'Pac had it.

Certain artists had it.
Like they had love
that was strong.

Think back how some people
did me, like, violence
was the remedy.

Because I think of that now,

I will pray for my enemy.

It's more like a movement
with Jay and X.

It was a movement
with 'Pac and Big.

And you can feel that
'cause the movement's
still going.

To me, that's what makes
a artist special.

When you live for somethin'.
When you stand for somethin'.

[ DMX ]
Your life only
means something...

if it has to do
with what's right.

And even only then,
it only means as much
as what you stand for.

♪ Jam that brand-new flava
the menu ♪

♪ To press pause for the cause,
take the ten-a you ♪

♪ Ever since my old world
gave birth to me ♪

♪ I been burnin' emcees
to the third degree ♪

♪ They throwin'
sticks and stones
but never hurted me ♪

♪ 'Cause I been takin' mad pain
since my surgery ♪

♪ I'm that hip-hop child
sent from heaven, yo ♪

♪ With a malicious star
in the stereo ♪

♪ I'm steady, aimin'
to retire by 11, yo ♪

♪ And don't you ask me to snitch
'cause I ain't tellin', yo ♪

♪ While you try to blow up
and see those rap dollars ♪

♪ I just wanna grow up
and be a rap scholar ♪

♪ You wanna dis 'cause my crew
makes the crowd holla ♪

♪ But my baller DMX, kid,
so don't bother ♪♪

All right!

[ Applauding ]Yo, that was sick
right now.

Guess who gave this to me.
DMX.

[ Woman ]
Oh.

♪ Fuck what they all say
Niggas can't stop me
with rumors, I'm too strong ♪

♪ All-day
Socks is loaded and sweatpant
pockets is bulging ♪

♪ Holding it down
on the corner of my block,
posin' ♪

♪ My spot is golden,
drop the price on the coke ♪

♪ Drove the competition out,
let the dough flow in ♪

♪ The cops is closing in,
I can do the time ♪

♪ But what's really on my mind,
ain't no hoes in the pen ♪

♪ I play the low and try
to make it hard to find me ♪

♪ Feds still tryna
build a case since '93 ♪♪

Uh.
Bring it back,
bring it back.

Bring it back.

Those some good rhymes.

[ Laughing ]That was good.

Shit, we back
in the pool room again.

[ Laughing ]

♪ Yo, moves is made,
niggas is paid,
that's just how it is ♪

♪ When my time is up,
I'ma be out,
but I'ma try to live ♪

♪ I'm eating day by day,
ain't nothing sweet about it ♪

♪ Act like you don't know
what I'm saying,
then you'll read about it ♪

♪ Built for war
like the armadillo ♪

♪ Smother your ass,
put two through the pillow,
'cause my shit is realer ♪

♪ Manic depressive,
and my head hurt ♪

♪ Yo, give me your dough,
and your ho, and here,
take these four ♪

♪ Hot things, I got things
that make niggas spin ♪

♪ Put niggas in the wind,
where you'll never
see niggas again ♪

♪ I'm blessing niggas
with stitches,
the thin type ♪

♪ And the straight razor
will put pinstripes
across your windpipe ♪♪

[ Hooting ]

[ Laughing ]

♪♪ [ Hip-hop ]

♪ Start off my day
and I'm off and running
and I miss my gun ♪

♪ I'm often blunted
but not these days
'cause it's no longer fun ♪

♪ I am way worse than a banger
with 8 bullets
left in the chamber ♪

♪ You can't imagine the danger
when you done got
these bow ties angered ♪

♪ When strangers pissed me off
I got high to control it ♪

♪ You think I don't get tempted?
That'd be a lie if I told it,
can't hold it ♪

♪ Outside opposition
got stress on my mind ♪

♪ But I got inside opposition
coming from my own kind
and they're blind ♪

♪ We walk in peace
but don't provoke us
'cause we ain't gon' run ♪

♪ We fight with those
who fight with us
and we ain't the ones ♪

♪ You niggas oughta be glad
Old G got a hold of us ♪

♪ 'Cause if it wasn't
for that man, there'd be
no controlling us ♪

♪ His body lay in red raw,
twisted in broken poses ♪

♪ Blood puddles
soaking his clothes,
look like roses ♪

♪ Smellin' Folgers,
and Moses couldn't save him ♪

♪ We leaving the way we came
As-salaam alaikum ♪♪

[ Cheering, Applauding ]

[ Audience Cheering ]

♪ It's a hard knock life
You heard ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah,
Uh-huh, uh-uh-uh-uh ♪

♪ Jigga
Bounce with me ♪

♪ Sing ♪

[ Cheering ]

♪ From standin'
on the corners boppin' ♪

♪ To drivin' some
of the hottest cars
New York has ever seen ♪

♪ For droppin' some
of the hottest verses
rap has ever ♪

♪ From the dope spot,
with the smoke Glock ♪

♪ Fleein' the murder scene,
you know me well ♪

♪ From nightmares
of a lonely cell,
my only hell ♪

♪ But since when y'all niggas
know me to fail? Fuck naw ♪

♪ Where all my niggas
with the rubber grips? ♪

♪ And if you with me, Mom,
I rub on your tits ♪

♪ I'm from the school
of the hard knocks ♪

♪ Let outsiders
violate our blocks ♪

♪ Let's stick up the world
and split it 50/50 ♪

♪ Uh-huh
Let's take the dough
and stay real jiggy ♪

♪ Let's sip the Cris'
to get pissy-pissy ♪

♪ Flow infinitely
like the memory
of my nigga Biggie ♪

[ Audience ]
Biggie!

♪ Yo, yo, yo

♪ When I say B-I,
y'all say G ♪

♪ B-I ♪ G ♪

♪ B-I ♪ G ♪

♪ When I say R-I,
y'all say P ♪

♪ R-I ♪ P ♪

♪ R-I ♪ P ♪♪

Put the peace sign up
for my nigga Biggie Smalls.

If you got your lighter,
light your lighters...

for that nigga Tupac
one time tonight, y'all.

[ Cheering ]

Roll that shit for me.

If I could give
any emcee a wish,

it would be for them
to rip 20,000-30,000,

to the front,
to the back like this.

You know, for just rockin'
for a hour, just gettin' yours.
You know what I'm sayin'?

Before we go, big shouts.

Give love to whoever
you need to give shouts to.

Oh, my, oh, my.
My daughter, T'yanna,
my son, C.J.

My whole fam.
You know what I'm sayin'?

The whole Good Fellas
and the whole Commission.

My moms,
playboy Jay-Z, Jigga.

That's it.

♪ Baby, you know it's hell
when I come through ♪

♪ The life and times
of Shawn Carter ♪

♪ Nigga volume 2
Sing ♪

[ Audience ]
♪ It's a hard knock
life for us ♪

♪ It's a hard knock life
for us ♪

Uh-huh.♪ Steada treated,
we get tricked ♪

♪ Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's a hard-knock life ♪

♪ Keep your fuckin' hands
in the air ♪

♪ All right? ♪♪

[ Cheering ]

Yeah!

You dig?
You dig?

We did it!

Let me explain to y'all
what's going on right now.

Check it out.
This tour right here?

They said it could never happen.

Too much violence.
Too much shit happening.

This our 54th show.
This the last show right here.

[ Audience Cheering ][ Indistinct ]

You know, shit.
Some mighty ill crews up here.

Yeah.

On behalf of Ruff Ryders,

Ruff Start, Wu Tang,
Roc-A-Fella,

we wanna thank
every single person...

for comin' out
and supportin' this tour.

[ Audience Cheering ]Make some noise!

Ooh, tastes so good.

[ Audience Cheering ][ Indistinct ]

On the count of three,
I want everybody in
the building to say peace.

One, two, three.[ All ]
Peace!

[ Cheering, Hooting ]

- [ Memphis Bleek ]
♪ Yeah, yeah
- [ Amil ] ♪ Uh, uh

- ♪ Memph Man
- ♪ Uh-huh ♪

- ♪ Yeah
- ♪ This one's for the family ♪

♪ Understand me ♪

- ♪ Uh
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ We gon' do it right
for all these
bitch-ass niggas ♪

♪ Talkin' gangsta ♪

♪ We them killers,
real and in studio ♪

[ Beanie Sigel ]
♪ Check it out, yo ♪

♪ Hey, yo, this time
it's for my family,
we ride or die ♪

♪ It's in the blood
till the death,
now aim for the sky ♪

♪ My four blow fo sure,
for dough, for only ♪

♪ It's money, drugs,
and hot slugs ♪

♪ You know Bleek squeeze
hammers till they nail me ♪

♪ Fuck wha niggas tell me ♪

♪ Street scholar, keep firing
is what they tell me ♪

♪ Drug chemist, thug nigga
be named Memphis ♪

♪ Straight from da borough
of dem B.K. niggas ♪

♪ Where we rob
for the fun of it,
hustle for the drug of it ♪

♪ Wrap money in rubber bands,
just for the love of it ♪

♪ Straight from my ghetto,
we listen
to heavy metal like ♪

♪ Desert Eagles,
street sweepers, loud metal ♪

♪ It's hit and run now,
motherfuck any one of you ♪

♪ We dem niggas be in ya crib
just like furniture ♪

♪ Pop up wit the gun in ya ♪

♪ Release one for zero-zero M
Bleek-R-O-C dot com ♪

[ Amil ]
♪ I get 40 G's a feature now ♪

♪ Hold Franklins
like Aretha now ♪

♪ In the SL two seater now ♪

♪ And I'm in nothing
but diamonds ♪

♪ I'm the illest female
that you heard thus far ♪

♪ Five-five
with a 34 B-cup bra ♪

♪ I don't fuck with them cats
who ain't up to par ♪

♪ I get niggas
for cash, clothes,
jeweleries, plus cars ♪

♪ I'm talking rent money,
I'm talking bank money ♪

♪ I'm talking Martha Keats
stop off with the rent money ♪

♪ Moving on up,
two in the sauna ♪

♪ Still ride through the block,
pull up on the corner ♪

♪ Plus, give me an inch
so I can take a mile ♪

♪ I bring life
like a newborn naked child ♪

♪ Bitches trying to come up,
gotta wait a while ♪

♪ As of now, Amil-lion
just played ya style, uh-huh ♪

[ Beanie Sigel ]
♪ This Philly cat back at it ♪

♪ Still throwing crack at it ♪

♪ Still fucking
wit them crack addicts ♪

♪ Still bust 'em
wit them black 'matics ♪

♪ It ain't the bucks,
it's the rush ♪

♪ You trying
to get my ass at it ♪

♪ They say I think
ass backwards ♪

♪ Fuck how I act,
as long as I stack,
it's all mathematics ♪

♪ Our tracks nice,
hug the block to track dice ♪

♪ Late night, club night,
Mac attract dikes ♪

♪ I pull up,
Cadillac truck nice ♪

♪ Two guns, you know
Mac pack gat twice ♪

♪ Gets that crack back
with that ice ♪

♪ No joke wit the coke,
I whips that right ♪

♪ No doubt, never a drought,
gets that price ♪

♪ It gets that nice,
when you live that life ♪

♪ Papi knows your name
and you ditched that wife ♪

♪ Gets that green nigga,
gets that chain nigga ♪

[ Jay-Z ]
♪ The, the Roc,
the, the, the Roc ♪

Let me talk to y'all niggas
real quick, man...

♪ The Roc,
yeah, the Roc ♪

♪ Y'all niggas
truly ain't ready for this
Dynasty thing ♪

♪ Y'all thinking
Blake Carrington,
I'm thinkin' more like Ming ♪

♪ I've got four nephews,
and they all writing ♪

♪ They all young and wild,
plus they all like things ♪

♪ And I'm having a child,
which is more frightening ♪

♪ What y'all about to witness
is big business, kid ♪

♪ Big bosses, cocky,
and big Benzesses ♪

♪ Come through flossing
them shiny rims it is ♪

♪ And losses don't pop up
in their sentences ♪

♪ I think you understand
what type of event this is ♪

♪ I don't think you know
how focused young Memphis is ♪

♪ Or how Sigel's so real,
when you add on Amil ♪

♪ This is much more than rap,
it's black entrepreneur ♪

♪ Clothing, movie and films,
we come to conquer it all ♪

♪ Rocawear, 80 mill
in like, 18 months ♪

♪ You could bullshit with rap
if you want, motherfuckers ♪

♪ When it's all said and done,
we gon' see what's what ♪

♪ Holla at Hov,
I'll be in the cut
What, huh ♪

♪ The, the Roc,
the, the, the Roc ♪

♪ The, the Roc,
the, uh, the Roc
You rollin' wit ♪

- ♪ The Roc, dynasty niggas
- ♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Uh-huh, get'cha
mind right, c'mon ♪

♪ Roc-A-Fella Records, 2000,
nigga ♪

♪ Get'cha mind right ♪

[ Beanie Sigel ]
♪ I hope you got a extra mike
and a fireproof booth ♪

♪ Cuz you know I'm known
to melt a wire or two ♪

♪ You need a fire engineer
when I lay this blaze ♪

♪ I melt down tracks
that's real to slaves ♪

♪ Hit the studio,
jars of dro, bars to blow ♪

♪ B. Sigel
with that arsenic flow ♪

♪ Fuck that,
don't hold me back ♪

♪ I roll with crack,
y'all cats told Mac to rap ♪

♪ Y'all don't realize y'all
released the beast untamed ♪

♪ Speech all flame,
streets y'all blame ♪

♪ It should be a honor
for y'all to speak my name ♪

♪ I could go before your honor,
he couldn't beat my game ♪

♪ Gotta laugh, don't act
like ya' spit it the same ♪

♪ Why you motherfuckers
can't get in the game ♪

♪ I come from high school,
and go straight
to the league ♪

♪ Who you know who can spit
at the Sig? ♪

♪ Yeah
Nigga, the truth, every time
I step in the booth ♪

♪ I speak the truth,
y'all know what I'm
bringing to you ♪

♪ I bring the truth,
you motherfuckers
know who I be ♪♪