Lord of the Streets (2022) - full transcript

Subtransl.ed balloumowgly

- Hey.

- Baby, what happened?

No.

- Put your hands up.

- Put your hands on top of your head.

Face away from me, face away from me.

- Put your fucking hands up.

- Put your hands on top of your head.

- Put your hands up.

- They shot my dad.



- Shut up.

- Ma'am, stay back.
- Why?

- Stay back.

- Oh Damon!

♪ If it ain't rough, it
ain't me, so don't hate me ♪

♪ 'Cause lately I've been talkin' ♪

♪ 'Bout how I'm
motherfuckin' ready MX is ♪

♪ Demon with his own venom ♪

♪ He'll get rappers and shoving
fucking microphones in 'em ♪

♪ Bitch niggas just tryna hate
so they gots to get it ♪

♪ But be down, you just get, ♪

♪ Fuckin' shots are with it ♪

♪ I beat the shit out of money
'cause yo, that's all I knew ♪

♪ Look at me go against the
grain 'cause that's all I do ♪



♪ I say no more except
that ass'll be beat ♪

♪ Bet y'all niggas feel the pressure ♪

♪ Passing me on the street ♪

♪ Got that bugged out, smoked
out and drugged out flow ♪

♪ But yo, empty every slug out
yo' ass hit the floor, and yo ♪

♪ I can go like I'm gone, word is bond ♪

♪ When I pull up, damn it's on ♪

♪ Niggas only know half the script ♪

♪ I'm in the strip with the twice ♪

♪ But the chimps got grip and I ♪

♪ I make moves to get me where I'm goin' ♪

♪ To get me where I'm goin' ♪

♪ I make moves to get me where I'm goin' ♪

- What? No help?

- He angry.

- I remember what the fuck you did.

You're not gonna talk to me.

Oh, that's right, he's got his
little parole bit, don't you?

Man, that would suck if you
got trouble today, wouldn't it?

Don't think you getting here clean, bitch.

These fucking fake ass muscles.

Daddy ain't here to
save you anymore, is he?

At least when I spit in his mom's face,

his mom actually had...

- What?

What's up?

I’ll fuck you up!

- Ah, look who we have here.

I didn't think you was gonna make it.

- Respect your elders and shut up.

- Looked like you didn't had a long night.

You was out drinking again last night.

- Jab, cross, hands up.

Jab, jab.

Hands up.

You wanna be the champ or
you wanna get knocked out

by Brock Belladon.

- Fuck Brock Belladon, this is Tre money.

- Well, Mr. Fuck Brock Belladon.

He keeps his hands up.

He is master in that Shaolin too.

- Fuck Shaolin, I'm the real temple.

- Yeah, well you better
respect that style.

Right now, he's somewhere training.

He training to beat the dirt off your ass.

You're going to allow that.

Ah, he listens, ah, and
the crowd goes wild.

Now we going to get into some ground game.

- For what, I could take
it from the head up.

- You probably could, but you shouldn't.

Ground game.

- Right, I've been
working my jits anyways.

Run it.

- Jujitsu in order to teach
you that you decide the game.

That's what you should
be telling yourself.

You decide the game.

- All right, I decide the game.

- Yeah.

- I do, all right.

- Round and pass.

- I decide the game.

- If you decide the game,
then tell me how the hell

did that just happened.

- So, that was some good work today.

- Yeah, we got it in today.

- Catch you tomorrow.

- Yeah, same back time.

Yeah, same back time.

- Yeah.

Val.

- Jason, what are you doing here?

- I call your phone, I
call our daughter phone.

Y'all ain't answering like y'all good.

- That doesn't mean you can just show up.

- Is she here?
- She doesn't wanna see you.

- Hey Stacy, it's your father.

Come downstairs, I wanna talk
to you for a minute, please.

- What do you want, dad?

- I just wanted to see
you and talk to you.

I ain't see you in life forever.

- I don't have anything to say to you.

- I just, it was...

- You killed me!

I was trying to tap.

- Shut up, shut up.

♪ Gang stuff nigga ♪

♪ Just I was listening ♪

♪ 'Cause I get a patch ♪

♪ You got this glock lets get this
pumping nigga.. ♪

♪ Don't get poked with the pole ♪

♪ "Cause I'm a marksman winner ♪

♪ Walk right up and hit the target ♪

- What's it gonna be champ?

- I guess I'm going all in.

- What you got?

- Look like I got a full house.

- Nice hand.

- Thank you boss, man.

- Four of a kind.

Aces wins.

- Now you owe me 100K.

- I know, I'll get the money.

- We're passed that homie.

This game was your last chance.

- I'll go to Mexico, whatever you need.

I'm yours now.

- I'm not interested
you being my mule again.

- What the hell you want from me?

- What happened to you, man?

You used to be solid, champion.

Now you drinking, smoking, gambling here.

That last fight mess
you up that much, huh?

- I don't wanna talk about that.

- Well, I've been giving
this moment some thought.

How are you feeling these days?

- Why are you asking?

- Time for a comeback fight, champ.

- Man, I can't fight
no more, you know that.

- Your ass owe me 100 bands, bitch.

Rules changed when one man
owes another man large money.

What about your little
protege, Tre Jordan.

Heard he's doing great.

You got a big fight coming
up against Brock Belladon.

- The fuck you getting at?

- Word on the street is
Tre gonna beat Brock's ass.

- But for me, I like the underdog.

I wanna put my money on Brock.

I don't like to lose.

- Look look, Tre ain't got
nothing to do with this, Kane.

This is my bad, it's on me.

If you make this shit
happen or I'm gonna pull

this fucking trigger and blow
your mind out your skull.

- Really though?

- Let me be clear, Tre goes
down no later than round two

or you go down for good.

- It's like that, Kane.

- Yeah, really.

No more mister nice guy.

Now get the fuck outta my establishment.

- Brandon Stone, you've served 10 years

of a 25 year sentence for manslaughter.

Your last four years, you
have been a cooperative

and upstanding inmate.

- Yes, ma'am.

I feel sorry for what I've done.

I've learned my lesson and
I feel 100% rehabilitated

from the time that I've spent here.

- That's good.

Why don't you tell me about the incident

a couple of days ago in the
courtyard with a Bronson Mylan.

- He provoked me.

He knew that I had my
parole hearing today.

He knew and he purposely
started a fight with me

to undermine me.

- But the footage shows that
you threw the first punch.

- He spit on my face.

- Part of being rehabilitated
is knowing when not to fight

when to walk away.

- I know this, but he spit in my face.

Spit.

- I'm sorry.

It's for this reason that your parole

is not granted at this point.

- But I've been good for years.

- Sir, your hearing is over.

- Ma'am, please.
- The hearing is over.

- I've been good for years.

- Your hearing is over, sir.

- Please.
- Come on years.

- Years, years.

- Look who's on time today.

- Hey Tre, we gotta Tre
talk real quick, homie.

- Hey you good? What's up?

- How do we keep it 100
what's happening, right?

- Hey Jason, we doing that
prison thing or what today?

- Oh shit, that's the day.

- Yeah man.

- Let me get my shit, I'll be right there.

- All right.

Tre, you want to come?

We're gonna off a bunch of murderers.

- Nah, I'm good, I got a
real fight for train for.

- All right.

- Yeah, I'll be right there.

- You got it buddy.

- Yeah, we're swinging back,
we got to kick it, Tre.

- All right, everything cool then hit me.

- All right I’ll hit you.

♪ Lets get this shit popping man ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Rats to supply ♪

- Remember man, this our way
of giving back and doing good.

But for these gangsters, this stay shot.

So you better watch your back.

- Bunch of untrained punk
ass street fighting crooks.

I don't know why we do this.

- Look, man, my father
was wrongly convicted

30 years before he died on the inside.

So I know some of these fool are innocent

that got fucked by the system.

Either way, this our way up and out.

- It be nice if we got paid though.

- That part.

- Good to have you here, man.

So you know we got inmates.

So take it easy, we don't want
anybody getting all riled up.

All right guys, come on.

We're gonna get started.

Need join here.

This program is a privilege.

And Mr. Dyson here,
former champion is a guest

and we treat our guests with respect.

This program was designed
for exercise and fun.

But remember this privilege
can be taken away.

- Like the warden said, we
gonna have some fun today.

We gonna be moving, we gonna be sparring,

but my guys are pros.

So if y'all want to go hard,

they're gonna match your intensity.

Just remember this is not a fight.

There will be no knockouts,
no heavy hitting.

There's gonna be all smooth by the book.

Everything that's thrown above the belt.

Anybody disrespect, you get one warning.

The next offense you're done.

That goes for both sides.

We good?

- We good.

- Where's my first gladiator?

- Yeah, somebody gonna see black, baby.

- You should be worried.

Ain't that word, Bronston.

- Get down, then shoot him.

- Easy easy.

I’m trying, I’m matching
his energy.

- Relax.

- Just matching his energy,

you see the way he's coming at me.

- You're outta control, you outta control.

- I’m out of control?

- Oh, fucker shanked me.

- Well, that went about as expected.

- Yeah.

And you supposed to be a professional

that know how to control yourself, Hill.

- Fuck, sorry.

Rage took over me, won't happen again.

It won't because this program is over.

- What?

- It was a terrible idea to begin with.

- Wait, wait, who was that
inmate that saved my ass?

- That's Damon Stone, he's a hothead.

- A hot head that know how to fight.

- So you wanted to talk to me?

- I'm in some deep trouble, bro.

- Like what, you showed up at
Jack's house drunk again?

- Nah, nothing like that.

It ain't got nothing to do with her.

It's a card game.

- Come on, Jay, how much.

- Everything, my entire
life savings, every dime.

- What do you mean everything?

So what's up with the gym?

- They don't want the
gym, they want you Tre.

They want you to throw a fight.

It must be some big, tight better son.

You gotta go down in the second round.

- You want me to throw the fight?

- It's your moment right here.

I don't care what happened to me.

- How would you even put
me in this situation?

Yet you gonna bring it up?

- I ain't wanna say nothing, man.

This...

- You already did.

Please don't tell me it was Kane.

Of all the fucking scumbags in the city,

this the one person
you gonna go play with.

Are you gonna put me in
a situation like this?

I can't fucking believe this.

Jay, what the fuck?

I'm out bro.

- Ladies.

What the fuck you want?

- I just came here to ask.

I came here to be you to
let me do something else.

Anything else.

I could put that work in.

All right, I need you to kill somebody.

I'm just fucking with you, man.

Do I have your attention now?

Do you think I'm a pussy?

- No.

- Am I somebody you can just fuck over?

- No, no.

Look Jason,

as much as I
would hate to hurt her,

I would hate even more to
miss out on a good opportunity

to increase my revenue streams.

- Don't touch her, don't do that.

- I just don't think you tried
hard enough to convince me.

I could you again.

Axel, you're up.

- Open your mouth.

- What?

- I said open your fucking mouth.

- My mom told me to be a dentist.

I still practice as a kid.

I pull my own teeth out.

You have a good smile,
but I see some cavities.

Let me pull those out.

- No, no, no.

- That's one.

It's crap, I hate it.

Shut the fuck.

- I assume you don't
have dental insurance.

So I won't charge you this time.

I don't blame the guy.

If I was him, I wouldn't do shit

for a loser like you neither.

I should just take you
outta your misery myself.

- Okay, I'm gonna try, I'm gonna try.

I'm gonna make it happen if I don't--

- I'll give you one more
chance because I'm nice.

But remember my kindness, Jason.

Get him the fuck outta here.

- You can't take out a loan or something.

Like, come on Jay.

- Do I look like got credit.

My shit is all fucked up.

- You really think Kane is
going to smoke you.

- Hell, the nigga pulled out all my teeth.

What the fuck you think is going down ?

- I don't know.

Man, I can't believe this shit.

- I know.

- Use your elbow.

- I'm on my fucking head man.

- Breathe Tre, just breathe.

- Do you want me to do this or not, Jay?

- It's up to you.

- For fuck's sake, man.

Are you my trainer or my friend, Jay?

- As your trainer, I gotta
tell you I want you to win.

As your friend, I gotta
tell you I ride with you

whatever decision you make.

- Fuck man.

- Go ahead, give him some water.

Just be careful with his foot locks, okay?

- Sorry, Jay.

- Fight.

- I gotta go.

- Fuck.

- Exactly.

Ay Tre, you know who the ride that is?

- Nah, you forget the locked up?

- Nah, I ain't forget.

- Burn this fucking shit.

It smells good.

- What, come on.

- What the hell are you guys doing?

- This is the message.

- Man, that sound like some
pussy shit if you ask me bro.

- I don't think my boss
would like your tone.

- Fuck you and your boss.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy.

- Now you got the message.

Nobody talk shit about my boss.

- What? What do you want?

What?

- You cost my boss money.

I'm not happy.

This is a souvenir.

- I'll come hunt you down
like the dogs you are.

You coming...

- What are go doing tough boy?

Today is your lucky day.

See you soon motherfucker.

- I keep telling y'all I
don't know what happened.

- I got this fellas.

Jason Dyson, I'm detective Kayes.

Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?

- Sure.

- Why were you in such
a rush to get back here

after the fight?

- I thought I forgot to lock the door.

- Do you have any enemies you can think of

or anybody who wanna do this to you?

- Nah.

- You know, I've been working
in the streets for 15 years.

Don't bullshit me.

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

- You don't.

You've heard of a name Kane, huh?

- No.

- Well, we believe he might
have been involved with this.

- I don't know no Kane.

- No.

You're telling me when you
got arrested three years ago

for drunk driving and you got bailed out

by an employee of Kane.

You're telling me you
never heard of that name?

- Do I need a lawyer?

- Of course you do.

Look, I'm just trying to help you.

That's all.

- I don't need your help.

Now if you don't mind excusing me.

- Look, if you remember
anything, anything at, all right?

Get in touch with me.

- Yeah.

Baby girl.

- Dad.

- Girl.

- Shut the up.

- You okay.

Baby.

- Yo, walk away from the cops.

Man, you cost me a lot of fucking dinero.

- Please let her go.

- We got some business to discuss first.

- I swear I can make it up
to you, just let her go.

- Do you know why I took your little girl?

- Why?

- 'Cause you proved to me that
you don't take me seriously.

I told you to throw the
fight, but you didn't.

You thought I was joking.

Do you still think that?

- What do you want, man?

- Man, you just embarrassed
me and cost me money.

- I tried.

- You didn't try hard enough.

You could have convinced Tre
to go down, but you didn't.

- I'm sorry.

- Sorry don't fix shit.

Now, I have a way that we
can settle this matter.

♪ Street certified, we're respected ♪

♪ I'm a Brooklyn nigga ♪

♪ Work from the plug and I
kept it like a Brooklyn nigga ♪

Subtransl.ed balloumowgly

Jason, my dog, what's up?

- Where is she?

- Whiskey?

- No, I'm good.

- Where is she?

- Tequila, vodka, anything?

Can't trust a man that let's
another man drink alone.

Strike two.

- Look, what do I gotta
do to walk out of here

with my daughter?

- Big promotion, comeback fight.

Jason Dyson's return to glory.

Think about how great that would be.

- I'm through, I can't fight.

I ain't fought in over a decade.

- Why? 'Cause of what
happened in your last fight?

You won.

- Every night nightmares.

- One guy dies and you quit.

You was on top.

You and I are so different, man.

I bet you can take Axel here though.

- I don't think so, boss.

- I ain't trying to do none of that.

I don't fight, I ain't fighting man.

Axel, sic 'em.

Hey, I wanna see some action.

Time to show what you got brother.

- I ain't fighting you.

- You don't have a choice.

I'll beat you the same
I beat your daughter.

- Do what nigga?

- Fuck him up!

- Get up.

- Get up.

Come on.

Oh, that gotta hurt.

- Get up.

- That's enough.

Get his ass over there.

Hey, that was entertaining.

You did better than I thought.

Jason, man, let's do this.

All is forgiven.

- You know I'm washed up.

I told you I don't fighting no more.

It's been more than 10 years.

My last fight was my last fight.

- Man, I'm being serious.

I can't believe after all this shit

you still think I'm a joke.

Man fuck you.

- No, no.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I got a fighter, I got a great fighter.

Look he even better than me.

I tell you, I swear the
guy, we set up the fight.

He fight, he win.

You let me go, you let my daughter go.

That's the deal, right?

- Who is he?

- That's the funny thing.

See he an inmate.

When riots popped off, he
saved my ass up in there.

He a little rough around
the edges, he a beast.

That's your guy.

- Yeah, I heard all about
your little prison program.

I know Damon Stone.

Dude is a punk.

- How do you know everything?

- I'm the lord of the streets.

Now, I can get a mouth for a fight

if that's what you thinking.

- How.

- I can do anything out here.

I know the owner of the prison.

As a matter of fact, that
motherfucker owed me a favor.

Since it's not you fighting.

In order for this crazy proposal to work,

he's gonna have to fight five fights.

- Five.

- In a row.

- Come on, five fights in a row.

That's suicide.

- It's gonna have to be
underground, invite only.

It's our only hope.

- Do you hear yourself?

That's ridiculous, it's impossible.

Five in a row.

- If he wins you and
your daughter go free.

Hell, I'll even forget your debt.

- Nobody sane in they
right mind is gonna fight

five fights in a row.

Nobody, it's a death sentence.

- How about this, if he
wins, he can go free too.

Now you got a motivated fighter.

- What if he loses?

- You don't even wanna know.

- She must be so scared.

I need you to tell me the truth.

What happened, Jason?

- I owe a debt.

- Oh my God.

I feel sick.

I hate you more than I ever did.

I've gotta call the cops.

- No, no, no, no, no, you can't.

They will kill her, no.

Look, he gonna win.

And Stacey coming home.

Trust me, trust me.

- And what if he doesn't agree to fight?

What if he doesn't wanna do it, huh?

What if he doesn't wanna do it?

- I got this, I got this.

- What do you want?

- I need you to fight.

- I don't know if you can notice,
man, but I'm incarcerated.

- I could get you out.

- Don't fuck with me, man.

What's the catch?

- You gotta beat five guys in a row.

- You're kidding me, right?

- I got myself in some real deep shit

and only way I can get out
if you're not only fight,

but beat five guys in a row.

- That's suicide, man.

- You serving a 25 year sentence
and this is your shot out.

Plus I will train you.

- I remember you, Jason Dyson.

Right before I got sent
here, you fought Wu Kim.

When I was a kid, I read
about it in the paper

and you killed him.

- That was the past.

- Is Kane behind all this?

- You know Kane?

- Everybody knows Kane, he's
the lord of the streets.

Kane said that if I fight and win

that he would get me outta here.

- That he did.

- So it's real.

- Real as these cages.

- Look man, I've been here 10 years.

Prison ain't hell, it's worse.

Okay, I'll do it.

- Deal.

- Deal.

♪ They don't beat outside ♪

♪ Outside, Outside. ♪

♪ They don't be outside ♪

Oh, alright.

- I'll be right there.

♪ She might look good but
she ugly on the inside ♪

♪ Keep the money yo, I
can't just be no broke guy ♪

♪ I used to be down,
that's why I get so high ♪

- Good to see you on the outside, convict.

- Thank God for corruption.

- Yeah, you ain't lying.

Let me show you my house
outside of my home.

Come on.

This is it partner.

- It's pretty nice.

- Thanks.

- Yo, so am I a fugitive now?

Like are the cops gonna come
looking for me or some shit?

- I don't know nothing about that.

What I do know, I gotta train you

and you gotta win.

- But what happens if I lose?

- Don't ask questions
that you don't wanna know

the answer to.

Let me show you where we gonna start.

From one cage to another one.

I played most of the whole gym out

so it's no distraction this
way you going to train.

- You know I'm a formerly
train fighter, right?

- It don't matter, you
just going go around here

and dance a little bit with Hiller.

He gonna show you how to do it.

- Oh, there he is, the jail bird.

- Jail bird.

- Heard you a real savage man.

- Man.

- That's Hiller the killer.

Don't let his size fool you.

He a little ninja.

Maybe your stuff you need
to change, room in the back.

Take it light on this guy over here.

I don't want you to hurt him.

- The guy is like 100
pounds heavier than me.

I don't think that's gonna be a problem.

- Yeah, well you a
fighter, he's a brawler.

There's a difference.

- I'm not wearing that shit, can't see.

- What are you, a mummy?

- What do you mean?

- Wrap it.

- Well, I don't want it.

Fuck it.

- Give the gloves man.

- All right, well.

- That's all I need.

- Here you go.

This guys hard headed.

He going listen, you fresh out the pen.

Stick and move, show him a little work.

Show him his techniques.

- You know I do my best man,
but he seems like a hot head

and I know he can take a hit.

- Yeah, you a
hot head, cool it down.

- All right.

Hey, you owe me a beer after this, right?

- Six pack.

Touch gloves.

- What do you mean
touch gloves?

- It's call respect.

- Do you wanna explain sparing to him

before we start this?

- Yes, this is practice, this is light.

This is not a real fight.

So handle some techniques,
but don't go too far.

- All right, all right.

So we're just looking to see
what your technique is, man.

Just wanna see what you got, right?

- Yeah.

- Throwing man.

- Hands up.

- Fucking kicking and shit.

- Yes, this is what MMA, this
is what that type fight is.

- I don't play fight, man.

- All right, well you playing around now

'cause he hitting you.

- I'll take the legs out, all right?

Cheers.

- Yeah.

- You gotta throw him back man.

- No defense.

- Come on, you gotta throw something.

- You gotta hit me man, come on.

Come on.

Hit me.

- What the fuck?

Are you serious?

- He said to hit him.

- Not like that.

- I told you guys, man,
I only got one speed.

- What the fuck happened?

- You got knocked the fuck out.

- With head gear?

- Yeah.

Damon.

- The fuck do you want man?

- Yeah, yeah, he going be
all right, don't even worry.

- The fuck so funny to you?

- 'Cause he gonna have a
headache, but he going to be fine.

He good.

- This is fucked up, man.

Fucked up.

- Yo, that right was legit.

A little bit wild and everything else.

But no, we can't tighten out.

Now your condition, that's shitty.

You outta shape like a fat boy.

That's what we gotta focus on.

What are you doing,
playing bongo's extension.

Extension, yes.

Pick 'em up.

All right, try jumping, try jumping.

That rope maybe too big for you.

Ever jumped one before?

- Man, shut up.

- Oh, okay, okay, okay.

- Three hard ones.

- Back up.

- Very impressive.

- Try one more time at least.
- Go for it.

- Coordination.

- I can't run anymore.

- What are you talking
about, that's one mile.

- My lungs are shot, man.

- Your feet work, don't they?

- One down.
- Yo, this is too much.

- Come on now.

You're never gonna fight and win

if you don't have your lungs,

if you don't have your cardiovascular.

What, you just running
flat foot right now.

Get on your toes.

Come on, you're bitching over one mile.

- It's no escape, sweetie.

You're so cute.

- Don't touch me.

- Bitch.

- Come on, five more minutes.

- Five more minutes, man.

Come on.

- Dig, dig.

- Yeah.

- Come on, Damon.

- Don't stop now.

These fucking muscle head street fighters

always fucking gassing out.

- Man fuck both of you guys, man.

I'm fucking outta here.

- Where are you going? We got a deal.

- Listen man, I don't owe you shit, man.

- They got my daughter and the
only way I could get her back

is if you fight and win.

- That's not my problem.

- It is your fucking problem.

- Man, shut up.

Fuck both of you guys, I'm out.

- Hey man, fuck you.

- All right, man.

Fuck, stop, stop.

- He tapped.

- You almost broke my fucking arm, man.

- You almost broke my face.

- Classic arm-bar.

In MMA, they call it ground game.

- Jitsu, baby.

- Listen, man, if I stay,

you gotta teach me that shit, yeah.

- Could teach you that in a
whole lot more just like it,

but you can't quit.

- All right then, let's do it then.

I'll stay man.

- Get in the cage.

And one more thing, don't
hit him no more Damon.

- Yeah, I'm trying to stay pretty.

- Man, tell him to shut up man.

- Y'all both get in and stop bitching.

- Hey, came to check on you.

- Detective.

- What you up to?

I never heard from you.

- Yeah, I've been busy.

- I heard you've been spending
a lot of time with Kane.

- Excuse me.

- Yeah, Kane.

- I don't know what you talking about.

- What are you guys up to?

- I train, he fights.

This is a gym.

- You know you can talk
to me, you know that.

- I ain't got nothing
to talk to you about.

You keep running up on me like that.

- You tell me what's going on, all right.

- If I'm not under arrest,

I'm not answering anymore
of your questions.

You understand that detective?

- You're in trouble, aren't you?

- Yeah, every time I see
police, I'm in trouble.

- You're in trouble.

- Good?

- Yeah man.

These cops don't never do they job,

always harassing the
people that need them.

- Sounds about right.

- Detective.

- Hey.

- Good to see you.

- You too.

Well, if you're throwing
money around, I'll take it.

- Just showing some love.

- You really wanna see this fight.

- Yeah I do.

It's nothing more fun,
watching two grown men

trying to kill each other
with their bare hands.

It's a primal.

We're gonna be a problem?

- No, that's not gonna be a problem.

- It's good.

- You could crash here in Stacy room.

Slow down fool.

That food ain't going nowhere.

- No more drinking.

- I'll drink of that.

- You don't know how good you had it, man.

A wife, a daughter, a championship belt.

Now look at you, fucking it all up.

Pathetic.

- You don't know me.

- So what?

- It was all my fault, man.

The ref pulled me away,
he was tapping out.

I didn't stop.

- Listen, that's in the past.

And now we're here.

You're the one that told me that.

- I just want my daughter
back to be out of this shit.

That's it.

- Well, your daughter's gonna come back

'cause I'm gonna win these fights.

Bet my life on it.

- Hope you run them fists as
much as you run your mouth.

- I tried to tap.

You killed me!

♪ Now back to the peak,
take it to the hood ♪

♪ Take it to the street ♪

♪ Concrete jungle New York ♪

♪ Real motherfuckers don't talk ♪

♪ Walk one way and that's straight up ♪

♪ Damn looking smooth like this up ♪

♪ Show your roll baby ♪

♪ We get it in, it's tow to stop ♪

♪ One more shot, one more chance ♪

♪ One more shot, one more chance ♪

♪ One more shot, one more chance ♪

♪ This time I'ma make it dance ♪

♪ Don't stop dancing ♪

♪ Don't stop dancing ♪

♪ Don't stop dancing ♪

♪ Now get it ♪

♪ Dance ♪

♪ Now get it ♪

♪ Dance ♪

♪ Now get it ♪

♪ Dance, dance ♪

- It's about saving you in any situation.

You need to finish.

- Use it for distance
when you take a breath.

♪ Now get now get now ♪

♪ Dance, now get it ♪

♪ Dance ♪

♪ Probably all the jet ♪

♪ Pick four for what ♪

♪ I got the rot of
weed on my neck ♪

♪ Ask not I am rich ♪

♪ Black boxer my fist ♪

- Everybody you is fighting is rolling.

We're training you to be a fighter.

Yeah, that's right.

♪ J O wrangle running this rap shit ♪

♪ Forward cow ♪

- Like a champ, like a champ.

That's a new man.

- You're losing 120 pounds now.

Look at this guy.

- Light foot.

How you feel?

- Nervous.

- Good, nervous is a weapon.

Make sure you use it.

Harder, arm shots.

Put your legs behind them.

What is this, foreplay.

I like girls too, come on ladies.

- Damon Stone, pleasure to meet you.

I'm so excited for tonight.

- Oh, I'm sorry, tonight?

Okay.

Hi, welcome to our fucking gym.

I'm sorry, did you say
something about tonight?

You talking about a fight tonight?
- Chill

- Yeah, tonight.

- There's not gonna be a fight tonight.

You at least gotta give
us a couple days warning.

We've been working this kid to death

and needs to rest.

Who the are these guys?

You still got walking in.

We're not doing a fight tonight.

- Calm down, calm down.

- Who the fuck are these motherfuckers?

- Shut the fuck up.

- What the...

- You two, come with us.

- Let's go.

- Nice to officially meet you, Damon.

- You're Kane?

- Are you as good as he says you are?

- Depends on how good he says I am, man.

- Look, it's a lot of
money right now tonight.

The thing about money is
I don't like to lose it.

- Just get in the car.

- Security measures if you don't mind.

Your phone too.

- Y'all can take those off now.

Welcome to the show.

Now go and get ready.

- Where's my daughter?

- Don't trip, she's safe.

- Kane, I can't get proof of life?

- Fight first.

My word is bond.

Get 'em out there.

- Let's go.

- Hey, where are the gloves?

Whoa, hold on, hold on.

Is this bare knuckle?

- Yeah, sure the fuck is.

Bare knuckle?

- Fucking stupid ass shorts, man.

- Look at you.

Looking real tough, like a badass.

You know our custom
design them shorts myself.

- You ain't say nothing about
this being bare knuckle.

- Why would you think otherwise?

Look motherfuckers, this is no holds barred.

No rules, no weight classes.

Real fighting, just like
it's done on the streets.

No refs either, huh?

- Ain't no refs on the streets.

Let's go, time to get about, about it.

♪ If you don't know what you
doing, stop playing with it ♪

♪ You ain't fucked in the streets ♪

♪ Stop saying that you hit it ♪

♪ If I say I did it, shit got done ♪

♪ Motherfucker got killed they would kick ♪

♪ Fucking with a real nigga ♪

- You know what I'm thinking, right?

Break 'em off son.

- Welcome to fight night.

Hailing straight from prison,
meet the inmate, Damon Stone.

And his opponent, hailing
from Fresno, California.

Two time bare knuckle boxing champion,

Randy "Man down" Odex.

Now you know the rules boys.

There are no rules.

Betting is now open and hay,
don't be cheap.

Then let's fucking go.

- Watch it.

Watch it D, watch that.

Watch that, get outta that.

That's a done, he done.

- Yo Damon, finish him.

- He done.

- Man, dude's still moving.

Clearly the fight is not over.

- The fight's finished, man.

He's still down.

- Yo, finish him.

- Fuck it, finish him.

- Yo, yo not so fast homie.

- You gotta be kidding me, man.

A fucking break?

- He can't catch this breath?

- You got much time to
take to drag his ass out.

- How you feel?

- I'm fucking rocked, man.

My fucking hands are hurting.

I didn't know this was bare knuckle, Jay.

- I swear, I ain't know it
was bare knuckle, no rules,

no wresting, no weight class.

Kane is a savage.

- Yeah, you fucking think.

You gotta get outta here man.

- And go where?

They got straps all over here.

Look at me, our only
option is to fight and win.

- Next up in the cage.

We've got fifth degree
shaolin kempo black belt.

Give it up for Brad The Master Lemley.

- Show Apollo.

- Dumb asshole.

Come on D, let's go.

- Let's go D.

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- Watch your feet.

Come on, you gotta watch that.

Cover D, cover!

Watch them legs.

D, oh no.

What are you doing?

Get out of there.

Arm-bar!

- That's a win.

- Yo finish him.

- That's a win Kane.

- I said finish him.

- His fucking arm is broken, man.

The fuck you mean finish him?

- Fuck it, finish him.

- Fuck that man.

His fucking arm is broken.

Now he's done.

Next.

- Hey Jay, what the fuck man?

- You're an animal.

You did what you had to do.

Yo, we won enough.

- Fight or die, you choose.

Come on D.

- Yo, how the I supposed to be in man?

He's big as fuck.

- Big but he's soft.

- Here we go, next up.

He's 6'5" he's from Paris, France.

He's the French Titan
La Blanc,

Let's fucking go.

- Watch it, watch it D.

Come on, guard.

Yeah!

- What do you want, this?

Who else Kane?

Who else?

- Watch your back.

Get up.

Come on, Damon, get up.

Here he come.

- Yo, Jason, that shit ain't in the rules.

- No rules is your rules nigga.

Yeah D, hell yeah.

Again.

- Man, that was fucking sick.

Yo, this kid is a mad man.

They fucking love you.

- I can't fight no more, man.

I can't see.

- He can't fight no more.

He damn near blind.

You gotta reschedule.

Look at his face.

- This ain't no fucking
dentist appointment.

You can't just reschedule.

Look at 'em, they wanna see action.

They're betting like
crazy, you gonna deny them.

- A bunch of rich twisted fucks.

Yeah, I'm gonna deny 'em.

- These are my paying customers
and you know what they say?

The customers are always right.

And besides murderer, I got
your bitch ass outta prison

and I offer you freedom.

Either you fight or you die.

- Go ahead with that.

- You either die in there
or you die right here.

I ain't got no motherfucking pride

of killing your bitch ass right now.

But besides man, come on.

You three and O, you're winning,

you're killing it literally.

- Put them guns away, man.

Go ahead with that bullshit.

We got it, man.

- Man, get him right.

- My hands gotta be broken.

I can't punch no more, dog.

I didn't know this was bare knuckle.

I think my hands are broken.

- Come on, it's the only way.

Only way outta here.

Get past is the last one.

It's going be easy.

Focus.

Get us outta here.

Damon, there's no rules.

Kick him in the balls, gouge his eyes out.

Do whatever you fucking gotta do.

Come on.

Get in that zone.

- We have the BFX bare
knuckle fighting champion.

Give it up for Chris The Lion Martinez.

Let's go.

- You gonna watch that, D.

Damon, get up, get outta there.

His eyes.

Yeah.

That's it, that's a win.

- Finish him.

- He's finished.

Finish him.

Finish him or I finish you.

Come on, don't be a bitch.

Give 'em what they want.

If you don't finish him, then
technically you forfeited

and you lose.

You both lose.

- He blind.

- Then do the right thing and
put him out of his misery.

You or him.

You got three seconds to decide.

Two, one.

- His blood is on your hands.

- I know.

- That wasn't so hard now, was it?

You only got one more fight.

- I'm zonked man.

- What the fuck does zonk even mean?

- It means he's done.

He's finished, he need
to catch his breath.

Look at his face, look at him.

- What's wrong with him?
He looks fine at me.

- He exhausted.

10 minutes, let him catch his breath.

Come on.

- I got his punk ass outta
prison, he should be grateful.

- You outta your fucking mind.

- Watch your fucking tone.

I got your daughter back there.

You want me to cut her head off right now?

That's what I thought, bitch.

All right, I'll give you five minutes.

- Thank you.
- Because I'm nice.

- Look, you had no choice.

- You see what he's done?

- What?

- He's turning us into monsters.

- 'Cause he has us by the balls.

- We gotta stop this, man.

- We will soon.

It's almost over.

- We gotta call cops.

- Can't call no cops,
they got my daughter dogs.

- Let's be real, man.

She's probably dead already.

- Man fuck you, talking
about my little girl.

They got us phones, remember?

- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Now look at my face, man.

- We'll pat you up at
the post party, homie.

We just need one more.

One more D.

- I can't fight anymore, man.

- We ain't got no choice.

- I'll die in there, man.

- Look, I know.

Look, you are in the world of hurt.

I need you to finish, please.

- I'll lose man.

I know I'll lose.

- Well, if you think you gonna lose,

then you gonna lose, yo.

You gotta reprogram yourself, think win.

That's the secret.

- That's the secret huh?
- That's the secret,

think win.

You gotta win.

- Get up dog, it's time to go.

I got him, hold on.

Here we come.

Come on D, one more.

- Time for crying is over.

- Man, shut up.

- Let's go, hot shit.

- One more.

- We coming.

I got him, I got him.

- Get him before we get him.

- Where's the fighter?

- Oh shit, nice chain.

And you?

- Yeah, motherfucker, we fought before.

Now, my guy's gonna fuck your guy up.

- Yeah, we gonna see about that.

- Yeah, we're gonna say about that.

- Come on, come on,
come on, save that shit.

Let's go.

- Fuck outta here.

I wanna give this a better
than a shot of redemption

and a chance to make a lot of money.

For what?

- I'm a generous man, what can I say?

- Whatever man.

Hey, let me keep 100 with you.

I could train him in the fight Brock,

but it's gonna take a few days.

You know how Brock get down.

He get up in there right now, he done.

- He just fucked up four dudes.

You don't got no faith in him?

- And Brock better than all
the motherfuckers put together.

You know that.

Why you think he's here, Jason?

- I could fight him, let me fight.

- Yo, if he go up there
against him right now,

he gonna die.

- Well, you know what they say?

If he dies, he dies.

- Don't play around, finish this fight.

Fuck him up.

- Are we ready for one more?

Introducing Damon Stone's
final opponent for the evening.

The former light heavyweight
champion of the world.

Brock the bully, Belladon.

- Let's go D.

Watch it D, watch that.

Let's go D.

Come on.

Watch your hands.

He's dead.

You killed him.

- Whoa, break this shit
up, break this shit up.

- I got some for you, I got some for you.

- It looks like we got some
unfinished business here.

- Business, we ain't got no business.

- What? You cost me money.

You lost a bet, man.

You ain't bet on Damon.

- Ain't none of your fucking
business who I be on.

We made a deal.

The deal was your fighter win five fights

and you didn't uphold
your end of the bargain.

Let's go take a walk and figure out

how we can fix this shit.

Don't touch me.

Make sure you kill that motherfucker.

- Dad.

- Stacy, baby girl.

- I got a crowd, I got a fighter.

All I need now is another fighter.

- Oh, you want me to fight, huh?

Well, I want that fade.

- Really, what about your people?

I'll fight Brock right now
and I'll bust that ass.

I win, you gotta let her go.

You know Jason, you keep
making and breaking promises.

If I lose, you could kill me.

You just gotta let her go.

Is that the deal or not.

I chip his ass up.

I win...

we go free.

That's the deal, right?

Okay, deal.

Get that little bitch outta here.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, where they taking her?

I'm gonna handle mine, you're going home.

Fuck with her any type way.

- She'll be fine.

See you out there.

♪ No flip, no flop ♪

♪ Come on, can't quit ♪

♪ Won't stop ♪

♪ I keep on going ♪

♪ One more time, come on ♪

♪ No flip, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ No flop, can't quit ♪

♪ Won't stop, I keep on going ♪

♪ Turn me up in the head bone ♪

♪ I keep on going ♪

♪ Back like a nebula ♪

♪ Got that ass up on my chest ♪

♪ Gotta a mind full of them lyrics ♪

♪ Like a gun under my belt ♪

- All right, talk to me.

- We're getting reports
of suspicious activity

off of 59th street in Long Beach.

- Axel.

- They're there now.

- What about Kane?

- Fuck him, I'm the
lord of the street now.

- All right, it's show time.

- Round the boys.

- Copy that.

- Yo, where the fuck is Axel?

- He's supposed to be here tonight.

- Clear, on me.

- Man down, man down.

- Stay down, stay the fuck down.

- Drop the weapon down.

He's got a hostage.

Don't fucking go.

Get down! Get down!

- Baby girl, you okay, baby?

You okay?

You okay?

- Let's settle this like men.

- Yeah, no guns.

- You think you can take me.

I know I beat your bitch
ass, big old bully.

- I got this, baby.

You a dirty motherfucker.

My daughter ain't no bitch, bitch.

Lord of the streets my ass.

I told you baby, you're going home.

You okay?

Come-on.

- Your vitals are strong.

- She all right?

- That's my daughter, that's my daughter.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, he saved me.

- I told you I was gonna get our princess.

- It's over.

It's all over.

- Let's get you home.

- Here.

♪ Fight, fight, fight night ♪

♪ Fight, fight, fight, fight night ♪

♪ You dodge a grill, what
the fuck up, shut up ♪

♪ Broken shutters in the gutter ♪

♪ Knuckle up, guns, and
butter, motherfucker, what up ♪

♪ Where it at and what it do ♪

♪ Yeah, it's for you ♪

♪ Where you at and where you move ♪

♪ Yeah, so called subscriptions ♪

♪ Should be the book of Egyptians ♪

♪ We're all for friction and addiction ♪

♪ And our prescriptions
to straight affliction ♪

♪ Illtown nigga with more sightings ♪

♪ Than Sasquatch and Bigfoot ♪

♪ Bastard Jersey genetical swamp stop ♪

♪ Was doing wrong, wasn't right ♪

♪ When I was doing right, it went left ♪

♪ Till I threw my rights with my left ♪

♪ For the haters yelling, I went deaf ♪

♪ Trigger Treach ♪

♪ Sir dot X ♪

♪ Hey, yeah ♪

♪ Cuz up ♪

♪ Oh-ooh ♪

♪ If the hood was mine ♪

♪ If this hood was mine ♪

♪ I'd take away the drama ♪

♪ Put some love in these streets ♪

♪ What if you could change the hood ♪

♪ Gonna get this money ♪

♪ I take the cops off the street ♪

♪ This thing called
crime will be obsolete ♪

♪ Everybody will shine,
have a lot to eat ♪

♪ the hood Anthem kids
singing back in the street ♪

♪ The more welfare but cash events ♪

♪ I give them healthcare
government grants ♪

♪ On my first time fellas
will get a second chance ♪

♪ Only reckless nigga
serve once and make dance ♪

♪ Yeah, the whole world will have credit ♪

♪ Good enough to buy you
Benz and won't get debited ♪

♪ If you wanna blow trees,
we don't even wet it ♪

♪ 'Cause I was legalized weed ♪

♪ You can get it from the medic ♪

♪ So you can smoke blunts
when you go see your peer ♪

♪ I can't get any corner if
you wanna roll low, you know ♪

♪ I gotta change the price on a kilo ♪

♪ The only thing I would
change is 5 dollar hero ♪

♪ I take away the drama ♪

♪ With some love in streets ♪

♪ Cause we gotta get this money ♪

♪ This soon will be mine ♪

♪ I take away the drama ♪

♪ With some love in the streets ♪

♪ 'Cause we gotta get this money ♪

♪ This hood will be mine ♪

♪ This hood, this hood ♪

♪ This hood, this hood ♪

♪ This hood were mine ♪

♪ If the hood was mine ♪

♪ The hood will probably be fucked up ♪

♪ 'Cause I just let anybody
go and do what they want ♪

♪ You can sell drugs, I
can give less than a fuck ♪

♪ 'Cause yo, you can't sell
what the fees don't want ♪

♪ If your speakers ain't popping,
you're getting a ticket ♪

♪ If your rims ain't hot,
you're getting a ticket ♪

♪ If you're wearing tight jeans, ♪

♪ Then you're getting a ticket ♪

♪ And if you get caught snitchen,
it's life in prison ♪

♪ If the hood was mine,
wouldn't turn water to wine ♪

♪ I turn water into
Hennessy and next to dance ♪

♪ And I promise you, watch
there be way less crime ♪

♪ 'Cause everybody be walking
around with a yo no killer ♪

♪ I bring the hood to Beverly Hills ♪

♪ And be a living black
president or every bill ♪

♪ Wear the wrong color on the
streets and never get killed ♪

♪ You wouldn't have to dodge
bullets like a captor's field ♪

♪ If this hood was mine,
I take away the drama ♪

♪ With some love in these streets ♪

♪ 'Cause we gotta get this money ♪

♪ If this hood was mine,
I take away the drama ♪

♪ With some love in the streets ♪

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