Ray Donovan (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 9 - The Octopus - full transcript

Problems rise on Bunches wedding day while Ray looks for Mick. Bridget finds a new struggle in her life.

[Ray]
Previously on Ray Donovan.

Parkinson's follows
a predictable course.

Living alone isn't going to be
your best option.

He's getting worse.

I think he should
move in here with us.

Okay.

Nice to have someone
around the house to talk to.

You got Ray.

No, I don't.
You know that.

[man] This is a check
from the diocese

for your settlement
of $1.4 million.



Let's just put this money
someplace safe,

make sure you're all right.

I'm doing this
for your own good, I swear.

[man] They are going to come
after us.

[Mickey]
Sometimes you gotta push back.

What the fuck is this,
funny money?

Ah! Ah!

[tires screeching]

Armenian power syndicate?

I wouldn't know an Armenian

from a Russian
from a fucking German shepherd.

I know what you're up to,
Mr. Donovan,

selling coke
and running girls.

Working with us
is the only way



you and your kids are
coming out of this

with all your arms and legs
still attached.

What if Daddy
hadn't liked you?

Would you still
have gone after him?

This is someone
you like, Bridge?

You're my student.
We have to keep it to school.

You're hot for him.

[knocking at the door]

I feel connected to you.

We have something in common.
You miss your boyfriend,

I miss my wife.

I love you, Teresa.
Will you marry me?

[Bunchy]
She's gonna be my wife.

I'm gonna need my settlement
money now.

I'm not signing over
all that money

just so you can give it
to somebody you just met, Bunch.

Maybe he'd act more grown
up if you didn't treat him

like a fucking baby!

Mind your business.

We're in love.
You better get used to me.

What else?

Well, yesterday
I met a man,

brown hair, short,

seems to be in charge
of running numbers.

Got a name?

Matter of fact I do.

They called him Toozik.

Toozik.

Aren't you gonna
write that down?

Toozik is a common
Armenian nickname, Mr. Donovan,

like "buster"
or "dude."

Well, that's it.
That's what I got for you.

Sit down.

What the hell's going on?

Mr. Donovan,
this is Alan Freedman

from the U.S.
Attorney's Office.

These men are
from the Metro task force

on human trafficking.

Oh, yeah?

We're organizing a sting.

Minassian's
Russian counterpart's in town,

and he's brought
a shipment.

What kind of shipment?

Girls.
Understand?

We'll supply you
with the money.

Take out your phone.

You're gonna schedule
a meet with Mrs. Minassian.

No.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow's no good for me.

You think tomorrow's good
for the 14 Uzbek girls

sitting in a cargo hold
on the way to Long Beach?

My youngest is
getting married.

You think they're looking
forward to being locked up

in shitty motel rooms,
being raped ten times a day?

Okay, I think we're
missing each other here.

This stuff, hey,
it's not what I do.

[Muncie]
It's exactly what you do.

You're a piece of shit pimp,
aren't you?

[Freedman] May I jump in here?
Mr. Donovan,

U.S. Attorney's Office
is primarily concerned

with Mr. Belikov.

You're in a unique position
to obtain the kind of evidence

we need to finally
hit him with real charges.

I'm not... I'm not
in any kind of position.

Me and Minassian,
we're not on the best of terms.

Then after Detective Muncie
releases you,

I promise you the full extent
of the government's protections.

Protection?

What are we
talking about here?

I was just trying to be
of help.

You're not here
out of the kindness

of your heart,
Mr. Donovan.

You're here 'cause
we've got enough

to put you in Lompoc
for ten years.

Take out your phone.

[all chattering]

Excuse me, everyone, um,
it's such a pleasure

to have so many new faces
here tonight in our home,

and we're so happy
for both of you,

and we know that this is
a start of a beautiful family

with lots
of beautiful children.

- Mm-hmm.
- All right, slow down.

[all murmuring and laughing]

Sláinte.

[all murmuring]

Ray?

What?

Fucking say something.
You're the best man.

Ahem.

Uh...

Bunchy, I love you.

You're my brother.

Um, it's been, you know,

uh, a short engagement,

but we're all
very happy for you.

Sláinte.

What the fuck's going on
with you?

What do you think
of Teresa?

[indistinct conversation]

I like her.
I think she's a badass.

Ray, she loves Bunchy.

Look at her with him.

[laughs]

[indistinct conversation]

[jazz plays on the stereo]



Ray.
Still up?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

That was fun, huh?

[clatter]

- What's that?
- What the fuck was that?

[Terry]
[yelling indistinctly]

Shit.

[Terry]
[yelling indistinctly]

[pounding on the window]

What are you doing?

[yelling indistinctly]

- Hey!
- Fucking got to get out!

Hey!
Terry!

What happened?

You were sleeping.
You all right?

[sighs]
Oh.

Oh.

- Oh, Jesus.
- You all right?

Can you get out please?
Oh, Jesus Christ!

- Terry.
- Ray,

go grab
some clean sheets.

Terry, you're fucking fine.
You had too much to drink

at the party.
You're fine.

Listen,
let me do that.

Come here.

You're all right, Terry.

You're all right.

Come here.
It's all right.

[Abby]
Just breathe.

Iris, where are you
with the Finney vetting?

The NFL's getting impatient.

I'm getting hung up on
this minority stakeholder

Varick Strauss.

- Why?
- Guy won't respond

to any phone calls or emails,

supposedly on vacation
in Belize.

If he is,
he's using cash.

The NFL's up my ass.

If you want to
sign off on it, fine,

but I'm going on record
that I can't find him.

Shit.
All right.

Stick what's-his-name on it.
That's what he used to do.

His cubicle smells
like Lubriderm.

Come on. The NFL loves guys
with his kind of background.

I need extra eyes on some
prospective NFL owners.

[Iris] I'll send over
the materials.

Teresa's family
came back clean,

just a couple dings
on the wrestling troop.

[Avi]
Yeah, in Dallas,

they stayed at
a Super 8 motel

for a couple of months.

They slipped out
on the bill.

Albuquerque... they got
some money off some locals,

told them they would
be investors

on a show that
never happened.

So they're a crew?

No, I wouldn't say that.
Just small-time stuff.

- What about Teresa?
- Right, I checked.

There's nothing on her.

Check again.

Can I just say
what I think you're doing

is really fucked up?

You can say whatever
the hell you want.

He's still
my fucking brother.

Am I early?

[thunder rumbles]

You know this is
a stupid idea, right?

Maybe.

[sighs]

First a bar for your wife.

Now you're gonna give
your short-bus brother 1.4 mil?

If I'd known you were gonna
throw this money away,

I would've embezzled
it from you.

He's getting
married, Harriet.

Oh, that suddenly
makes him Warren Buffet?

- No, but he's still my...
- May I suggest

that we treat this wedding
as an experiment

and revisit the topic in
a couple of months or years?

Will you just
look into it for me?

[sighs] Fine.

Thank you.

What?

I think I fucking
like you.

I think you like
fucking me.

[both laugh]

[Daryll]
So what's the difference?

[incoming text sound]

I need a ride to Burbank.

No, Chelle,
forget that.

Take the day off,
stay with me.

With what money,
motherfucker?

So Daryll's deejaying
tonight?

So?

So I saw
his play list.

What?
What's wrong with it?

Eh, a lot of
KC & The Sunshine Band.

He did grow up
in Palm Springs.

What the fuck
do you expect? [laughs]

All right, we need
four cases of Tecate.

All I'm saying
is the only black artist

I saw was Seal.

"I've been kissed
by a rose."

Isn't that just sad?

I hope you're not driving.

He's got Parkinson's,
you fucking cunt.

It's good to have
a Southie bitch on your side.

It's good to have
an opportunity to be one.

♪ That's the way
uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

♪ I like it,
uh-huh, uh-huh

both: ♪ That's the way
uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

♪ I like it
uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

Where the fuck are you,
Mickey?

Gold-chain-wearing,
saggy-toothed motherfucker.

What's the deal?
We shutting it down?

Fuck no!

[digital clock beeps]

Forgot this.

This is what we got
on the missing fellow.

Thank you. Iris,
I just...

I just want to thank you
for this.

It's a good opportunity,
and...

Come on, Iris, we're gonna
miss our reservation.

You didn't want
to come with us, did you?

[chuckles]

You are a worthwhile
human being.

You have a healthy attitude
towards sex.

You are a beautiful...
you are a flawed man.

[heavy sigh]

Yeah, that price I told
you was just for me,

but you want me
to do your friend,

it's gonna be
double, a'ight?

[knocking on door]

It's open.

[Ray] Nice place Mick's
got here.

Come with the hookers?

There's a guy getting a blowjob
in the parking lot.

Jesus.

Really?

Hey, you think this is
a little long in the legs?

[chuckles]

They're perfect, Bunch.

How you feeling?

[sighs]
I don't know.

I thought I was gonna
be more nervous,

but the truth is,
I kind of can't believe

I get to see her every day
for the rest of my life.

[sighs]

Bunch, we got to talk
about something.

What's up?

Normally your father
would do this sort of thing,

but we both know that's not
gonna fucking happen, so...

Okay.

What is it?

Uh...

Marriage is a very
long time, Bunch.

I know that, Ray.

And you've known this girl,
what, like, a month?

So?

Well, I just want to make sure
she's someone you can trust.

Well, she is.

[Ray]
Yeah?

Well, this crew she runs with,

they're up to some shady shit.

- How do you know that?
- Look, Bunch, I didn't...

[Bunch]
What did you do, Ray?

What did you do?

I ran a background
check on them.

Of course you did.

I ran a fucking background
check on them.

I want you to go into this
thing with your eyes open.

Bullshit.

It's not about her.

It's about you.

You can't stand
that I might make

a fucking decision
by myself.

- Bunch, I...
- [knocking on door]

[task force cop]
Mickey Donovan? Police.

Open up.

What the fuck's going on?

- Back, back, back!
- Get on the ground! Get down!

Hands up!
Put your hands up!

[task force cop] Which one
of you's Brendan Donovan?

Don't say anything.

- Don't move.
- Mr. Donovan?

I'm only gonna ask you once,

and then I'm gonna charge you.

Where's your father?

I don't know.

- Bring them in.
- Please...

[Ray]
What are the charges?

...it's my wedding day.

What are you charging
him with?

Relax. What are
the fucking charges?

Stay back,
or you're going too!

Bunch, don't say
anything, all right?

- Yeah.
- Ray Donovan?

Racketeering
and prostitution?

My brother's
not a pimp.

- Sure he is.
- Bullshit.

Mr. Donovan, as long as I've
been handling your father,

Brendan's been
working for him.

[Muncie]
I've got him on 17 counts

of pimping and pandering.

That's seven years with good
behavior if I charge him.

You want to use him
to go after my father.

What if I can find him?

How are you gonna do that?

If I find him and bring
him back to you,

will you let
my brother go?

You want to trade
your brother for your dad?

Any day of
the fucking week.

Okay, Mr. Donovan,
bring your father in,

and I'll let the groom go.

Can I talk to him first?

Two minutes,
then you're on your way.

You're pimping
for Mick?

Selling drugs?

You know how much time
you could get for this shit?

Go fuck yourself, Ray.

- Leave me alone.
- Leave you alone?

You mean leave you in jail.

That's what you
really mean, right?

I'll handle it.

What the fuck were
you thinking, huh?

Seriously, I want to know
what was going through

your fucking head
when you decided

to run prostitutes and
sell drugs for Mickey.

- I needed a job.
- You needed a job.

Oh, that's... Well,
that makes sense.

You needed a job.
Of course.

How about fucking
Pizza Hut, Bunch, huh?

You can't trust him.

When are you gonna
figure that out?

I'm not in here
because of Mickey.

No?

I'm in here because of you.

Oh, give me a fucking break.

Because you hold my money
over my head

and make me feel like a piece
of shit for even asking for it.

That's what this is about,
your fucking money?

Why don't you just
be a fucking man?

Be a man and say
it to my face, huh?

- Say what?
- You think I'm a fucking child.

You are a fucking child,
Bunch, look at you!

Like I'm some kind of cripple,
like a little kid.

It's my fucking money, Ray.

Who cares about
your fucking money?

Seriously,
who gives a fuck

about your fucking
money right now?

Can you get me out of here?

[sighs]

I'm gonna try.

[Bunch] I don't want Teresa
to leave me.

[knocking on door]

Come in.

Anyone follow you?

No.

Why are you
acting so weird?

I got what was in the freezer
and the mattress.

That's good.
This is good.

Where are you going?

I'm not sure exactly.

South of the border
somewhere.

Aruba, maybe.

When are you coming back?

I...I'm really not sure yet.

Will you bring me a present?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Here, I got something
for you right now.

Isn't that cute?

What am I supposed
to do with this?

It's something for you
to remember me by.

All right.

See you in the next life.

[door closes]

You really got to go?

Yeah.

You've been good to us,
all things considered.

Thanks.

It's been nice
knowing you, Mick.

Thank you.

[cell phone rings]

I want you to quit.

What?

I want you to quit.

Quit what?

This, the whole...

You know,
the hooker thing.

- Uh-huh.
- No, come on, Michelle.

I'm serious.

Look, I got some
things in the works.

I got enough dough
for the both of us.

No, thanks.

Okay, so you're trying to tell
me that you enjoyed that?

You enjoy your job?

Bunchy,
he's getting married...

Oh, you don't want to bring a
hooker to a church, is that it?

No, babe, that's not
what I'm saying.

Daryll, I like you,

and I can like you
and like making money.

I have the ability
to do both.

[phone ringing]

[Mickey]
You got Mickey Donovan.

Leave a message.
[beep]

Your son's in prison.

Call me back, you prick.

Who are you?

I'm a friend of Mickey's.

Where is he?

He said we could have
whatever we want.

[Ray]
I don't care.

Where is he?

He moved.

[whispering]
Audrey.

Where'd he move to?

He left this morning

with about 10,000 bucks
and a passport.

That's all I know.

Come on, baby.

You know my brother Bunchy?

A little.

I know Daryll better.

- Yeah, I could live downtown.
- [cell phone rings]

- Sugar Ray.
- Where are you?

You know,
just out and about.

I'll be at the church
in, like, 20 minutes.

I'll meet you there.

Damn.

[giggles]

That was pathetic.

It's your turn.

I'll go in a minute.

Come on, don't start.

Are you worried
somebody's gonna see us?

Yes, because they might
get the wrong idea.

I don't know why you
insist on acting

like there's nothing there.

I'm not gonna tell anybody.

There's nothing to tell.

But you want to take oxy
and go bowling with me?

Yes.

And that's all I want.

So we're just
drug buddies, then?

I guess.

Bridget, don't.

[Teresa]
Oh, thank God you're here.

Tell Brendan we're in the back.

He's not here.

Where is he?
We need him for the photos.

Why aren't you with him?

Looks like he's gonna
miss the photos.

Excuse me?

Is something wrong?

No, he's just...

Everything's fine.

He'll be here.

Okay.

I guess we can do
the photos after, then.

Cheer up.

Everything's gonna be fine.

[laughing]

Hey, Ray.

- I got to talk to you.
- Okay.

Hey, babe, I'll catch up.

- What's up?
- Where the fuck is Mick?

- I don't know.
- Bullshit.

Look, I said
I don't know, Ray.

They raided his house,
took Bunchy to jail instead.

You know about that?

- Huh?
- Took Bunchy? Why?

You know why... you're
his fucking partner, aren't you?

- Ray...
- Huh?

- Let's not do this here.
- Do what?

You know, your partner's
ratting to the LAPD?

Did you know about that,
you dumb fuck?

What?

You got one shot
to get this right, Daryll.

Don't you fuck it up.

Who's he ratting on?

It's the Minassians,

Armenian mafia.

Mickey's been getting money
from them for a while now.

Jesus Christ.

Wait, if he skipped out on the
cops, man, he's already gone.

What are we gonna do?

Where are you going?

[laughing]

[indistinct conversations]

Hi.

Welcome to
the Octopus Inn.

No vacancies.

I'm sorry,
I'm looking for a guy

who might be staying here,

might have been with a lady
and a little girl?

Name's Mickey Donovan.

Hm.

Sorry, your friend's
staying someplace else.

He could've used
a different name.

Old guy, tall, gray hair,

would've checked in
this morning?

I didn't work this morning.

Is there anything else
I can help you with?

No, that's all right.

Hello.

Get up.

You're coming with me.

Where?

You know where.

Muncie?

I'm not going, Ray.

I'm not missing another one
of my sons' weddings.

There's not gonna be
a wedding, Mick.

She arrested Bunchy,

gonna charge him with
racketeering and prostitution

if I don't bring you in.

She did that?
That bitch.

[Ray] What were you thinking,
Mick, huh?

Slip in the back door
of that chapel, then what?

Mexico, Nicaragua,
what?

I go in there,
what they want me to do,

I'm fucking dead.

Move out of my way.

You're just gonna leave
your son in prison, huh?

You can get him out.

- No, I can't.
- Sure you can.

You did it with Terry.
It's what you do.

I can't get him out
unless I bring you in, Mick.

Move out of my way.

Yeah, sure.

Go ahead, Mick.

Do what you always do.

Make a run for it.

Let's go.

Give it to me.

Tell me you didn't take
any more of these.

You don't have
to worry about me.

[cell phone rings]

Don't answer that.

Hi, Mom.

[Abby]
Where the hell are you?

Admit you're
attracted to me.

I am not going
to tell you that.

[Abby]
Bridget? Are you there?

Say it.

[Abby] What's going on?
Where are you?

I am attracted to you.

Sorry, Mom, I'm at school.
Lost track of time.

Can you pick me up?

30 minutes.

[knocking on door]

- Do you mind?
- No, sure.

Wow.
Look at you.

So?

You look hot.

[chuckles]

Thanks.

You got to stop
working for Mick.

Take a left on Figueroa.

He's doing dangerous shit.

Promise me, Bunch.

I know it's dangerous, and I
know if you give me the money,

Teresa could take it from me,

or I could lose it.

So give it to me or don't,
but you're not gonna tell me

what to do anymore.

Are you kidding me?

[sighs]

We're gonna be late.

We'll be fine.

You fucking high?

Are you fucking retarded?

Bridget!

[sighs]

Put that on.

She may not even
let me in there.

They may shoot me on sight.

I want this on record
that I warned you.

[Mickey]
Oh, shit.

- Where's the camera?
- Best if you don't know.

If you mess with it,
they might notice.

Yeah, and kill me before
you get what you need.

Wow, you look
beautiful.

Where the fuck
have you been?

I'm sorry I worried you.

[scoffs]

Look at your
fucking socks.

[laughs]

I knew you'd forget.

Got you an extra pair.

Now get your head
on straight.

I need a minute, okay?

Sure.

Mr. Donovan.

You are very brave
to come back here.

Let's say I'm sorry

and that I think the actions
you took...

were fair.

Can I...

I had a good month.

Very good month, I see.

[Mickey]
Half of that is your cut,

and the other half
is for some goods

that I heard you might
be trying to move.

- Is that so?
- Yeah.

I had a good month,

looking to expand,

having girls that can't
leave makes sense.

And who did you hear
about these girls from?

Well, I...

I hate to break it to you,
Mrs. Minassian,

but your boys don't exactly
follow the code of silence.

Look, if it's not true, okay.

I just spend a couple
of afternoons

scouting the strip clubs
like everyone else.

Prices at the bottom.

[Mrs. Minassian]
Ivan's girls, highest quality.

They're quite something.

Whoever eats of the bread

and drinks of the cup

in an unworthy manner

will be guilty of the body
and blood of the Lord.

But let a man
examine himself,

and so let him
eat of the bread

and drink of the cup.

We can't take communion.

It's a fucking cracker.

[woman sings in Latin]

Where's Mickey?

Should I text him?



[Mrs. Minassian] And who did you
hear about these girls from?

[Mickey] Well, I...
I hate to break it to you,

Mrs. Minassian, but your boys

don't exactly follow
the code of silence.

[woman singing in Latin]



[Father Cortes]
My sister, my brother,

you have given
your consent before God

and before the church.

What God has joined together,

let no one ever separate.

Amen.

May the Lord bless these rings
in the name of the Father,

the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

[woman singing in Latin]



I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

[all applauding]

[Daryll]
Ladies and gentlemen...

Ladies and Gentlemen,
have your attention?

Welcome to the after
party, and again,

congratulations to my brother
and his beautiful wife.

Let's hear it for them.

[cheers and applause]

Okay, we're gonna get
things started off right.

I also want you to give
it up for the best man.

Ray?

[applause]

Hello, again.
Uh...

I...I remember this one time
when we were kids,

Bunchy was running
around outside,

and he tripped and hit his head

on this nail that was sticking
out of the side of the building,

and he stumbles over to me
and Terry, blood everywhere,

big gash on his forehead,

and Mom wasn't home, so we
had to pick you up, Bunch,

and run you to the doctor
which was pretty far.

Bunch was a chunky kid.

[laughter]

So, uh...

Anyway, we never did
get a hold of Mom,

so we just sat with you
there all day.

And one of the nurses
from the hospital there,

she called me your "little
protector" because when

you cried out when you
were getting the stitches,

I yelled at the doctor,

"You're killing him,
you bastard."

[quiet laughter]

Maybe I got carried away.

Sometimes I do.

Bunch, you're always gonna
be my kid brother,

but that doesn't mean
I'm always gonna be right.

I realize now how much
Teresa cares about you,

how strong she is.

She's a fighter, Bunch,

and I think everybody here
can vouch for that.

It just feels right looking
at the two of you together

because I know you're
gonna protect each other.

To your happiness.

[slow dance music plays]



Yeah, go for it.

I knew it!
[laughs]

You all right?

I didn't know
you remembered that stuff.

Of course I do.

I love you, Bunch.

I love you, Ray.

I got something for you.

It's not
your wedding present.

- No?
- No.

What'd you get me?

Standing mixer.

What the fuck is that?

I don't know,
some kitchen shit.

Abby picked it out.

[snorts]

Thank you, Ray.

Congratulations.

It's time for the first dance,
you guys, so I need everyone

to clear the floor
for the bride and groom.

[cheers and applause]

♪ ...my heart

♪ You own my soul

♪ And I feel empty inside ♪

♪ When you are not home

♪ And I can't stop loving you ♪

♪ Even if I tried to ♪

♪ 'Cause you're
the one for me ♪

♪ My baby blue



♪ Oh

♪ My sweet love

♪ I'd give you the world ♪

♪ If I could put
it on your ♪

♪ Finger, girl ♪



How'd it go?

I'm fucked.

They made me
wear a wire.

In three days,

I'm supposed
to buy sex slaves

off a cargo container
in San Pedro.

They know my face, Ray.

They're gonna kill me.

[flushes]

You considered suicide?

Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

[Mickey]
Can you help me?

What?

I need help.

Please.

Go say "congratulations"
to your son.

- This is my slow jam.
- [both laugh]

[Seal's "Kiss From A Rose"
plays]



What the fuck is
going on with Bridge?

Is she on drugs?

Could be.

Bunchy got bad
into that around her age.

Shit.

Should I say
something to Ray?

I'll keep an eye on her.

Thanks.

♪ Baby

♪ I compare you to a kiss
from a rose on the gray ♪

This song's not that bad.

- Come on.
- Oh, please.

No.

- No, thanks.
- Terry, you don't say

"No, thanks" when a pretty
lady asks you to dance.

♪ A light hits the gloom
on the gray ♪

[laughs]

♪ La, la, la, la, la

♪ La, la, la, la
la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la

[both laugh]

♪ There is so much
a man can tell you ♪

Hey.
Hey, son.

Hey, Pop.

Look, I just
want to tell you...

Mick...

I'm feeling really
good right now.

Don't ruin my night, okay?

Sure, kid.

I just wanted to say
congratulations,

and she's a hell
of a lucky girl.

Thanks.

♪ And the light
that you shine ♪

♪ Can be seen

♪ Baby

♪ I compare you to a kiss
from a rose on the gray ♪

♪ Ooh, the more I get of you

♪ The stranger it feels, yeah

♪ Now that your rose
is in bloom ♪

♪ A light hits the gloom
on the gray ♪



[cheers and applause]

Adios!

I wish Mom could've seen this.

I know, son.

You need help cleaning up?

No, we got it.

All right, then.

Lena, I want you to look
into somebody for me.

Last name's Minassian.

_

[scoffs]

Fuck me.

[hip-hop song plays]

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ In the end, you sin and
that's when he can send you ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ In the end, you sin and
that's when he can send you ♪

♪ I started out not a thought
just a seed that was swimming ♪

♪ Unconscious father
didn't bother ♪

♪ He gon' breed with
his women ♪

♪ I'm unprotected
from the start ♪

♪ How you think I'm gon' end? ♪

♪ Don't you know
you played a part,

♪ There's a message
you send ♪

♪ Give me a chance while I'm
young, be a part of the mold ♪

♪ I know the cycle
You don't like you ♪

♪ So your heart isn't gold ♪

♪ I know it's tarnished
Be a man about it ♪

♪ Honor your promise,
the one you gave to mama ♪

♪ You knew she'd let you
get on her ♪

♪ Selfish acts of men
leave a child to ponder ♪

♪ Does absence really make
the heart grow fonder? ♪

♪ And now I wander
these streets ♪

♪ And I'm hungry
for fame ♪

♪ I love my mama, but I'm still
gon' need to bond with a man ♪

♪ An exercise in daily
cries for help ♪

♪ Masked within violence

♪ In petty crime
there's no silence ♪

♪ I'm all alone
on this island ♪

♪ With all the rage
that's within me, ♪

♪ And all the might
that I'm faking ♪

♪ I'm just a beacon of light ♪

♪ A soldier that's ripe
for the taking ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ In the end, you sin, and
that's when he can send you ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ Punish us
This is the evil that men do ♪

♪ In the end, you sin, and
that's when he can send you ♪

♪ Now I'm a young man
looking for acceptance ♪

♪ When the reps came
and offered me this necklace ♪

♪ Change the signify,
rep your hood, semper fi ♪

♪ Got a job? Never mind
Here's a gun, ever fire? ♪

♪ Be a liar but I'm blind
by the flash of the steel ♪

♪ And the wire and the cash
and the caps I can peel ♪

♪ I feel the stories building
like when you in your heyday ♪

♪ And you got this AK
that you used to spray ♪

♪ Pray, mayday

♪ You think you gonna get
in great shape ♪

♪ With your
lonely paid rates... ♪