Wu-Tang: An American Saga (2019–…): Season 3, Episode 5 - A Better Tomorrow - full transcript
Following the tour, a few lesser known Wu-Tang members search for their individual voices amongst the crowd.
It's been six months
since the flood.
You ain't getting
anything off of that.
I can help you, man. You
know what I'm saying?
You ain't got to do this alone.
Yo, don't touch
my shit. A'ight?
Dude, I'm such a huge fan, man.
When's your solo
album coming out?
I'm working on it.
What does Wu Wear bring to
the game that's any different?
These department stores
ain't buying shit
unless there's a demand.
So I got a retail
spot out in Staten.
Dead Nation must arise,
for the time is at hand.
- You want this CD I just got?
- Sure. Thank you.
I spoke to the guys.
They'll be there.
U-GOD: See, Jamel got our
back, and so does the Nation.
Feeling this beat, huh? Go
ahead and write something.
♪ Homicide's illegal, and
death is the penalty ♪
I think if Killa's traveling
with us, he should get paid.
The same amount, though, son?
Killa's only on one song.
Turn around slowly.
U-GOD: For real, yo.
I ain't hustling no more. I'm
ready to put that work in.
Are you going to Disney World?
Tell me what
happened. Say what?
Yo, stop the fucking bus!
Are you going to Disney World?
Buy me something like what?
U-GOD: Toys. Hats.
Yo, what the fuck
is going on, son?
Where the fuck you going?
- What, nigga?
What the fuck is
going on, nigga?
My son got shot, man.
Oh. Damn, son.
Yo, I can't even imagine what
you might be feeling right now.
But, yo, just ride with
us back to the next city,
you know what I'm saying,
and just catch a plane.
I'm not waiting, son.
I'll hitch a ride on
a train if I have to.
You know what I'm saying?
- Right. I feel you.
I mean, yeah, go
be with little man.
But whatever you need,
I got you, a'ight?
Just don't do nothin' stupid.
Yo, we been doing
this street shit
our whole fucking lives, nigga,
you know what I'm saying?
And we finally got
the opportunity
to do something different.
Don't fuck that up
over some bullshit.
Nigga tried to kill my son.
That's bullshit to you, son?
I'm saying don't get caught
up in that street shit.
But don't get caught up in that.
Yo!
I don't know what's
wrong with her.
You know, she doesn't feel well.
Well, how long...
Yeah, we're not
quite ready for you.
That's all the medical
paperwork we got.
We got a male, 26 years old...
I just need you to
have a seat, okay?
I'm looking for my son, Dontae.
Last name? U-GOD: Hawkins.
And don't give me that
"have a seat" shit either.
- Aren't you...
- Yeah.
Vitals at 112 over 65.
112 over 65.
What's happening to my son?
Sir, sir, you can't
come back here.
What's happening to my son?
Please, you cannot
come back here.
Please back away from the door.
He's not stabilizing.
It just keeps going up.
Stay with us.
Get some more over there.
Stay with us, son.
Dontae.
Baby! What are
they doing to him?
Why they not telling us nothing?
Acting like we
invisible up in here.
- What happened to her?
- She fainted earlier.
She fainted? Dontae.
Lord, please.
Okay.
Dontae's vitals dropped briefly,
but he is stable now.
We're still gonna need
to monitor him closely
for the next 72 hours at least.
Oh, God. My baby.
I'ma find the nigga
who did this shit.
And when I find him, I'll
blow his fucking brains out.
Oh, good.
Yeah, you go kill him
and then go back to jail.
Dontae's used to not
seeing you anyways.
I'm out there making
money for Dontae.
Please.
How this happen anyway, Keisha?
Where the fuck was you at, huh?
Where were you, huh?
You pop in and out
like a jack-in-the-box,
and you want to be
called a father?
I don't give a fuck if
you like that shit or not.
I am his father, so you
gonna tell me what happened.
I left Dontae with
Ciara to go run a errand
like I'd done a million times.
Same Ciara that used to watch
you when you was a baby.
So you want to know what
happened, go talk to her.
I'm staying here with Dontae.
All right. All right.
I know you're heated.
But my daughter can't deal
with this shit right now.
She ain't right.
You understand me?
She's been through enough.
She been through enough?
I almost lost my son.
Uey, I'm so sorry.
It wasn't my fault, I swear.
I ain't gonna hurt you.
I know you love Dontae.
But you gotta tell
me who did this shit.
I-I was holding him.
And?
Everybody was just hanging,
like, clowning and shit
like it was a normal day.
And then these two dudes
started talking shit
to each other.
At first, it was part
of the conversation,
but then they started
really beefing,
and one pulled out a gun.
And what was that nigga's name?
I think he go by Shotty.
- Yo, what's good?
- What's good, U-man?
I heard what happened
with Dontae, man.
That shit fucked up.
So you know who I'm looking
for, then... that nigga Shotty.
I don't really know him,
but my man Carlos do.
Man, fuck this. Put
in another game.
Bro, we just started
playing this, though.
Put in another one, nigga!
A'ight.
Yeah. He's here.
Who the fuck you talking to?
Nah, it's, uh... it's just
one of my bitches, Mya.
She tryna... she tryna come
over and give me some pussy.
She got a girlfriend?
Been needing to
bust one too, nigga.
Yeah, a'ight.
Let me find out.
Fuck that. I gotta
get out of this crib.
Yo. Yo, I'm gonna
go to the store.
Lend me $10.
What you mean, "for what"?
Lend me $10. I'll give it back.
What you mean, "for what"?
Lend me $10. I'll give it back.
Oh, it's really you.
Bro, I've been waiting forever
for your bus to arrive.
Oh, yeah? Kinda like I've been
waiting for you to drop
that solo album, dude.
What is taking so long?
- I've been busy, bruh.
Too busy to give your fans
what they've been waiting for?
Come on, man. I been
fiendin' for your shit.
Yo, a'ight, a'ight, a'ight, son.
I'll sign your shit, but then
you gotta step off, all right?
What?
Yo, give me your hat, son.
Hey, yo.
You trying to make some tracks?
Nah, god.
I barely even want
to be sitting here
talking to you right now.
We literally just got back.
Tell me how you
really feel, bro.
It ain't even like that.
Just I've been with
y'all niggas for weeks.
I feel you. That tour really
took it out of me too.
What you talking about, yo?
Yo, 'Vine, I didn't
know you rap.
Yeah, what, you have
some verse or some shit
that we didn't... That
we didn't know about?
Got a whole album coming out?
No, word, yo, we
was the ones onstage
performing and shit, right?
- Word.
I didn't see you pick up a
microphone, a pen, nothing.
Ooh. No, no, no,
I picked up a pen.
And I signed us a deal
for this soundtrack.
Oh, shit. Tales from the Hood?
It's like some hood
fairy-tale shit?
Yo, Spike Lee is producing that.
What's he trying
to do, some, uh...
Some, like, Crooklyn
Dodgers-type shit?
Well, they didn't
give us parameters.
They just want a track from us.
- Yo, that's crazy.
Hey, yo, I wore that
Crooklyn Dodger joint out.
Yo, son, getting
a track on a movie
is a good hustle, my nigga,
you know what I'm saying?
Niggas be sitting around
waiting for an album to drop,
when they could be
getting radio spins
on singles and shit.
- Word.
Keep niggas talking,
like that Wu Wear shit.
Know what I mean? But yo.
The grand opening of
the store's on Friday.
Y'all better be there.
- I don't know.
I'm thinking maybe
I should, uh...
I should get to work on
beats for Rae's joint.
Hey, yo, get some rest, a'ight?
Yeah, yo, we gotta come up
with something
crazy for this shit.
We can't be always
waiting on him, 'Vine.
What are we supposed to do?
He's the one who
makes the beats.
Nigga, fuck... Come on.
What's good,
baby? How are you?
- How's it going, money?
- Out here.
Come on, son.
Come on!
- Get some of this heat, baby.
Ah, I got you. Yo, I got you.
Yo, peace, god.
Oh, my gosh, girl.
Sup, brother? You good?
Look at him.
Come on. Come on.
Right there. Fuck!
Goddamn!
Fuck!
Ah.
Shit, girl.
Ooh.
Shit.
When was the last
time I saw you?
High school probably,
before you dropped out.
Before you became a rap star.
What?
Uh-uh. Don't play that
fake-humble shit on me.
Ain't no fake-humble shit.
There's just more shit
that comes with it is all.
[scoffs] Please.
You were walking around
Park Hill like the pope.
A lot of people just want
to hear what's next for you.
Hmm.
What?
Oh, nothing.
There was a fan earlier
buggin' out about when I was
coming out with my solo album.
And?
Y'all just gonna
have to wait a while.
Yo, I-I can't do
nothing without RZA.
And he's focused on
Rae and GZA right now.
Plus, he just got this
soundtrack deal. I mean...
Aren't you in the Wu-Tang Clan?
Uh, yeah.
Isn't the Wu-Tang Clan
a group, not one person?
We all got our roles
to play. I'm a soldier.
A "soldier"? When I
put on "C.R.E.A.M.,"
that guy didn't sound
like no soldier to me.
That guy sounded like
a straight general.
Hmm.
Look...
Paul McCartney didn't wait on
John Lennon to make a song.
- I don't play guitar.
- Then learn, nigga.
Oh, sh...
♪ I may be just a
foolish dreamer ♪
♪ But I don't care ♪
Hey, yo, Killa.
Go on, son.
Yo, what up, god?
Yo, all that shit about who's
in the group and who's not...
got a little blown
out of proportion.
Yeah, I know.
I'm just saying, son, if
you gonna be in the group,
you're gonna have
to be in the group,
put your pen game to work or
something, know what I mean?
No doubt.
♪ Oh, zoom ♪
♪ I'd like to fly
far away from here ♪
♪ Where my mind, oh,
Lord, is fresh and clear ♪
♪ And I'd find the love ♪
Where you headed?
- East New York.
How long you been driving a cab?
About 35 years now.
Set to retire in June.
Congrats. When I
came to New York
back in the day, I
thought I was gonna open
a soul food restaurant,
be a famous chef.
Yeah, and what happened?
Uh, dreams don't pay
bills, youngblood.
Ain't nothing more sure
than the cab business.
Folks always got
someplace to go.
You still cook? Oh, no.
I got a wife to do
that for me now.
Driving a cab gave
me a real foundation.
I'm gonna sell this
medallion for a pretty penny.
Nice retirement package.
You can retire off a medallion?
Oh, yeah, these will
go for up to $200,000.
Two hundred thou... damn.
A brother can do a lot
with that kind of money.
Yes, indeed.
Sometimes we don't
set upon our dreams.
We stumble upon them.
My bad.
Gotta cut these damn
worms off your head, boy.
Peace, peace.
Ha. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ah, getting big,
man. God damn.
Yeah, yeah. Hey.
- Whoa. Jamel!
Peace.
- Man.
Where you been at, man? Ain't
see you in about a month.
You know, visiting
family in Virginia.
VA, huh? Hey, brother.
Let me get this seat
real quick, all right?
Back in a second.
Visiting family
in Virginia, huh?
Reminds me I need to
take a trip down to VA.
Catch me some of that Go-Go.
- You know how we do.
Hey, uh, you missed a
spot right there, brother.
Come on, now.
How long young boy been around?
Couple weeks now, give or take.
He know his mathematics?
Took him a minute.
Give the kid a break, though.
Not everybody has
knowledge of self
at 12 years old like you did,
kicking niggas out the
cypher twice your age.
Age ain't got nothing
to do with wisdom.
You know what I'm saying?
- You ain't lying about that.
Peace, peace. What up, gods?
Just take a little off the top.
Wu Wear grand opening is
this Friday in Shaolin.
So make sure y'all come
through for that, all right?
We got T-shirts, hoodies,
hats. Wu Wear shit.
Yo, is it cool if I
leave these somewhere?
Yeah, just put 'em on the
counter when you're done.
Oh, what up, Killa?
I didn't see you there.
- Peace, god.
I see you straight off the
bus and into the chair.
All right. All right.
Trying to impress the shorties
now that you a rapper
and shit, right?
But I'ma see you on Friday.
- Word, word. Yeah, word.
Word.
Good to see you, man.
- Yep, yep.
Looking good too.
- "Off the bus"?
I told you, I just got
back from Virginia.
He called you Killa.
Something I need to know?
Yeah, that's how we rock.
He was just playing.
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, just playing.
But you a rapper?
Yo, like I said, man, he
was just playing, all right?
All right, if you
say so, brother.
- It's clogged again?
- Agai...
Bet you didn't.
Damn.
Hey, young guy, handle that.
- Handle what? The toilet?
- That's what I said.
How you gonna tell
me I'm a god on earth
and then tell a god
to clean a toilet?
Man, fuck this.
Hold up. Hold up.
Yo.
Talkin' about I got to
clean the fucking shop.
I don't want to clean
a fucking toilet.
Hey, yo, hold up.
What's today's mathematics?
Knowledge, equality,
all being born to God.
Yeah, you took the
time to learn a lot.
It'd be a shame to throw
that away over some chores.
Why the fuck do you care?
I didn't mean it like that.
I care because I want you
to realize your power.
W-why'd you join the
Nation in the first place?
'Cause I never seen
Black men like y'all.
Exactly.
You have the opportunity to be
a part of something special.
But you got to understand the
foundation, know what I mean?
Can't know your power if you
ain't got no solid ground
to stand on.
A'ight?
Remember that.
Hey, yo, young god.
Hold your head up when
you walk in there, man.
If you carry yourself
like you belong,
then you belong.
Yo!
I've been trying
to holla at you.
Come find me later.
We need to have
that conversation.
You gonna fix a plate?
You're usually hovering over me
like a hummingbird trying
to get at this curry.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Smells good, Mama.
Uh... what's going on
in that head of yours?
What?
Did you get somebody pregnant?
Come on, Ma, no.
Hell, nah, I ain't
get nobody pregnant.
Good, good.
I ain't ready for all that.
I ain't ready to be
called Grandma quite yet.
I'm just saying.
I know you always wanted
brothers and sisters,
being an only child and all,
but you had your cousins.
Yeah, all they
wanted to do was sing
and make up these crazy
dance moves and all that.
See, I ain't have
skills like them.
You did not get the family
music gene, and that's okay.
Some folks in our family
are meant to sing.
Others teach or do construction.
The important thing
is to be confident
in what your something is so
you can make a good living.
Oh, you know your cousin
Kim is singing, um, backup
for some famous boy group
all the teenagers like now.
And Selma just booked a regular
weekend gig at the Blue Note.
Yeah, that's good for them.
I never had it in me like that.
I worry about you, Jamel.
You need to talk
to your Uncle Sy
before he takes his offer back.
- Oh, Uncle Sy.
Yes, I will, Ma.
I said I will.
No. No more "I wills."
It's time to think
about your future.
Damn, Mama. You
told him I was here?
What was I gonna do,
lie? He's your uncle.
He's been reaching out to you
about this for a while now.
Just hear him out.
Yo, baby.
Yeah! What's up? What's up?
Uey, what up?
Been worried about you, nigga.
You good?
Fuck that. I gotta
get out of this crib.
Yo. Yo, I'm gonna
go to the store.
Lend me $10.
What do you mean, "for what"?
Lend me $10. I'll give it back.
You fuckers.
Please hold.
Dontae's awake. He's okay.
He's laughing and everything.
- What?
He wants to talk to you, okay?
Daddy?
Son?
Can you come see me now?
I'm not sick anymore.
I'll be right there.
Looney Tunes is funny, Daddy.
Oh, yeah? Which
one's your favorite?
The Coyote can't
catch the Road Runner.
This one?
He should give up
chasing him, then.
No, there's no Coyote
without the Road Runner.
They're a team, even
when they fight.
Everyone's got a
role to play, huh?
I guess I gotta find
mine on my team.
U-GOD: ♪ Raw, I'ma
give it to ya ♪
♪ With no trivia ♪
♪ Raw like cocaine
straight from Bolivia ♪
Yo, son. Saved
this shirt for you.
It's our best-selling
one, all right?
Fucking with that, right?
I'm fucking with
this, son, for real.
Yo, son, I'm glad
Dontae's doing all right.
And I'm glad you ain't
do that other thing.
We need you, bro.
Yo, I appreciate
that, son, for real.
Absolutely.
- Word is bond.
- Always.
So you finally made shirts
for the shorties, huh?
Hell, yeah. It was
definitely worth it.
Know what I mean?
How you doing?
U-GOD: How you doing,
mama? What's up?
♪ If you can't walk the walk ♪
♪ Phony niggas are
outlined in chalk ♪
♪ I'm mad vexed, it's what
the projects made me ♪
♪ Rebel to the grain, there's
no way to barricade me ♪
Yo, Deck. Deck.
You did it, hmm?
Look at this shit.
Boom.
- Yo, it's a horror film?
Yeah.
- Oh, shit.
How does it feel?
♪ Hit the floor...
Hit the floor ♪
♪ Hit the floor like
Dorf, who wants the war? ♪
Mm.
Shots bust, shots bust,
making black hearts...
♪ Blessed with the art rhymes ♪
♪ That's sharp like
a circular saw ♪
♪ Hit the floor like
Dorf, who wants the war? ♪
♪ Then slide by my
lyrical drive-by ♪
♪ Shots bust, making
blocks hearts ♪
♪ Plus snipe the
cops when they rush ♪
♪ Built like construction
tools, crushing fools in twos ♪
♪ Force dudes to blast you
out your fucking shoes ♪
♪ A south swap with
the bombs I drop ♪
♪ Plan A to terrorize,
you can't stop the plot ♪
♪ Execution of an amateur ♪
♪ Who dare to challenge
the clan's man ♪
♪ Holding a sword
like Excalibur ♪
♪ Truth is my shield ♪
♪ Show and prove,
I reveal reality ♪
♪ The coldness a
heart can feel ♪
♪ Livin' life where caps peel ♪
♪ And crack deals
from 9:00 to 5:00 ♪
♪ But I survived in these
hard times, I nearly died ♪
Yo, yo, yo, yo.
Yo, I could get
used to this shit.
Hey, uh, let me ask you...
you use my ASR-10
to make this beat?
For the soundtrack.
I know you got a
lot on your plate.
I just thought I
could come through,
you know what I'm saying?
So you came inside my studio
without my permission
and was touching all my shit?
Yo, yo, yo, yo. Wait, hold on.
It's-it's no disrespect,
you know what I'm saying?
I was just... I was just
trying to get some work in.
Just want to put in work.
That's what you was
trying to do, right?
Put in work...
with my shit...
in my lab.
Good shit, nigga.
That shit's fucking
fire, a'ight?
A'ight, nigga?
Come here.
You fucking did
that shit, a'ight?
Deck, you did. I'm
fucking speechless.
And you know what? We gonna
submit this right now.
And we gonna do it as
an Inspectah Deck joint.
Nah.
Yo, this wasn't about
getting my own shine.
Yo, peace.
- What you talking about?
What is he talking
about? Hey, yo.
Yo, Rebel Rebel, hold on.
Yo, yo, yo, yo. Yo, Deck.
- Make it a Wu-Tang joint.
Now you on the soundtrack.
You killed it.
Yeah, this shit's crazy, god.
You know, it, um...
it could have been
your name on there.
Nah.
Looks good as it is.
Yo, I can just take this, right?
I mean, because I know you?
Oh, it's like that?
I don't know. Why don't
you try it on first?
I'll come with you
to the dressing room.
- Oh, it's like that?
- Could be.
Hey, um, I'm not
trying to interrupt
whatever you got there,
but, uh, I need to get
something nice for Nia, so...
Uh-huh.
- Excuse me.
Yo, Power really did pull
this whole store off, huh?
Hell, yeah.
They really opened a Wu
Wear store in Staten Island.
Next thing y'all know,
it's gonna be a street
named after y'all.
From your mouth to God's ears.
Word.
Peace, god.
- Hey, peace, peace.
- Hey.
Y'all put this shit
together. Word.
What up, G?
- Oh, peace. Word.
Okay. He treating you right?
- He better.
- A'ight.
That's my brother. Word.
You act like you don't see me?
Killing it on the
ones and twos, god.
Peace, peace. Peace.
Yo, when they hired
me to create the logo,
I was just thinking records
and, like, business cards.
Word, word.
- But all this?
You just never know, not
till you put in the work.
Right, no question.
So you gonna keep rocking out
with the art and DJ chamber?
DJing cool.
I'm trying to make
my own beats now.
RZA hooked me up with
one of his ASR-10s.
I got the setup at the crib.
- Oh, shit.
- Come through.
Oh, no question. Word.
Son, your flow
gettin' solid, kid.
"Chessboxin'" was dope,
but the "Snake" verse?
Yo, you doubled down
on that shit, bro.
What took you so long
to come through, god?
Shit.
Damn, nephew.
You harder to pin down
than a father that ain't
paid his child support.
Apologies. Got a lot goin' on.
You can't stand in
the cypher all day.
Man, that's not
what I do all day.
I know that.
You think I don't hear what
you do in these streets?
Now, look, you may
be a god on Earth,
but in America, they can
still put a god behind bars.
Think about your future.
Buy into my medallion.
Then in a few years,
when I retire,
you'll be all set.
You know what these
medallions go for?
- Up to 200,000, last I heard.
- Ah, good.
You're thinking
about it, at least.
You'll never go hungry.
And you can pass the
medallion on to your son.
Establish a foundation.
Keep it in the family.
We got a musical legacy,
and now we can also
have a cab legacy.
You know, I'm actually
kind of musical too.
Boy, when you were a kid,
as soon as you sung
your first note,
we knew you weren't gonna
take after your Uncle Marvin.
Okay, okay, okay.
Back in the day, yeah,
but I'm-I'm for real now.
Yo, I'm trying to be
part of the Wu-Tang Clan.
- What?
- The rap group.
I know who they are.
What do you mean you trying
to be part of the group?
You rap?
I just came off
tour with them, Unc.
Now you talking crazy.
For real, straight up.
You saying you already
got songs with them?
Yeah, got, like...
one.
One joint, yeah.
"Chessboxin'."
That's my shit.
- What?
Which verse?
♪ Homicide's illegal ♪
♪ And death is the penalty ♪
Yo, what you know about that?
That is my favorite one.
Oh. That's crazy.
You good.
How come you never told anyone?
'Cause people would
look at me crazy
like you just did.
I mean, I don't know, I...
I always loved
hip-hop, you know,
but as a fan, you know?
I-I never thought of
myself as an artist.
Then I started hanging
around the GZA.
- The Genius.
- The Genius.
He got me to write that
"Chessboxin'" verse.
So although I never thought
about rapping before,
like, yo...
it's become my dream now.
That's why this taxi thing...
- Oh, hell, no.
Fuck that medallion.
You ain't doing no taxi shit.
I take my offer back.
- That sounds good.
It's just like, I'm not
in the group, you know?
Like...
I ain't even written that
many more rhymes yet.
Then go write some more.
Jamel, you got a chance
to be part of something special.
Take advantage of it.
Yes, sir.
Give that tape
back to the person
who left that in
your car, old man.
There are things you
don't know, youngblood,
things you don't know.
♪ In the streets of Queens ♪
♪ Streets of the Bronx ♪
♪ Yo, do the knowledge... ♪
Looking fly. Looking fly, Unc.
Thank you, nephew.
What up, gentlemen?
Oh, peace. The
man of the hour.
What's up?
- Hey. This is my uncle Sy.
Uncle Sy, Power.
- Hey, Power.
This store is his vision.
Oh, Power, this is impressive.
I got to get me
one of these hats.
My nephew's gonna
be in that Clan.
For real, though.
My nigga got bars.
Yo, how about I show
you what else we got?
Oh, my pockets ain't
that deep, youngblood.
How about a 20% discount?
That's what I'm talking about.
Okay. Okay Let
y'all handle that.
Let y'all get to it.
♪ Memories of injuries,
wounds and burns ♪
Yo, son. You believe
this shit, son?
You believe this
shit? Shit's crazy.
Hey, yo, to make it
into music is one thing,
but to move into clothes...
I would have never
thought of that.
It's a whole different chamber.
The music made the opportunity.
But when the opportunity
comes knocking...
Answer that shit.
U-GOD: Answer that shit.
Yo, I heard you did
your thing for a movie?
- Word.
- Yo, how you think to do that?
I mean, making bars,
you know I'm saying?
That's what I do.
But make a beat?
I'm glad I did it, though,
you know what I'm saying?
I just want to keep pushing
myself, know what I mean?
Word, son. Yo, we all do.
Should have been writing more.
- Me too.
Shit.
- When Dontae got shot...
I don't know, son, it's like...
it's like that shit
just all came out, son.
Put a pencil to paper,
shit just started flowing
from the heart, though.
I could have really
killed that nigga.
I wouldn't be here
doing any of this shit.
That flood could have
fucked up my music,
or I could have kept it moving.
See what I'm saying?
- Hmm.
Even if that means I got
to do some of it on my own.
Hey, I just want Dontae to
have it easier than I did.
You're here for a
reason. All of us are.
- Word is bond.
- Man, but we can't just
wait around for it to
just drop in our lap.
No, we gotta attack.
Lay our foundation down.
You know what I'm saying?
Yo, spit that rhyme for us, god.
I saw you sharpening
your sword over there.
I was waiting for that shit.
I was waiting for that shit.
I see you sharpening your sword.
Nigga got a rhyme.
Hey, yo, it's still
raw as hell, a'ight?
♪ The strong must feed,
someone die, someone bleed ♪
♪ One flew astray, and it
caught my little seed ♪
♪ Can it be? ♪
Yo, I just want to give my
little man a better tomorrow.
Hmm.
I'm still marinating
on the rest though.
Damn. You gotta
record that, nigga.
You hear that shit?
That shit was hot.
Yo, I kind of got something
that goes with that, though.
♪ Yo, in the housing ♪
♪ Thousands seen early graves ♪
♪ Victims of worldly ways ♪
♪ Memory stays engraved ♪
See what I'm saying?
- Word, son.
Yo, that's the
track right there.
Chain, god. That's
the chamber.
That's the chamber we gotta
get into, you know what I mean?
Talking about street life,
what we been through.
U-GOD: Word.
How we don't want our kids
to grow up the same way.
So, like, what I
gotta do to make sure
Dontae don't make the
same mistakes I did, then.
No doubt.
- Word.
- That's it.
"A Better Tomorrow."
- "Better Tomorrow."
- "Better Tomorrow."
I like that. I like that.
I see y'all putting in work.
I see you right there,
know what I mean?
Keep that shit up, son.
Y'all over here spitting
that real shit for real.
Yeah, that track
gonna be nice, son.
I see you, son.
- No question.
Yeah, keep that shit up, son.
Word. See what I'm saying?
I come in, you come
in with the kill.
Masta Killa.
- We need a hook, then.
You know what I'm saying?
- Then get a hook.
You know what I mean?
- Word.
♪ You can't party
your life away ♪
♪ Drink your life away,
smoke your life away ♪
Start that again.
Start that again, son.
Start that again. I like that.
- Yo.
♪ You can't party
your life away ♪
♪ Smoke your life away,
drink your life away ♪
♪ Fuck your life away ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yo, this shit right
here crazy, son.
It's crazy.
- Word up, word up.
I mean, we all doing big things.
It's not just
individuals no more, son.
We like the fucking
Yankees and shit.
- Word, bro.
- Know what I mean?
Ain't no other team
fucking with us right now.
- Word.
- But, yo, if we the Yankees,
I'm Don Mattingly, nigga.
A'ight. A'ight, son.
I can fuck with that.
It's all good.
[on stereo] ♪ Unless it
smells like sanitation ♪
♪ Gar-bage, I turn
like doorknobs ♪
♪ Heartthrob, never,
black and ugly as ever ♪
♪ However, I stay Gucci
down to the socks ♪
♪ Rings and watch
filled with rocks, unh ♪
♪ And my jam knock
in your Mitsubishi ♪
♪ Girls pee-pee
when they see me ♪
♪ Navajos creep
me in they tepee ♪
Hey, yo, son, what
the fuck was that?
Hey, yo, that shit sound like
Biggie "One More Chance,"
but on some other shit.
Hey, yo, now that we
back from tour, son,
we gotta work on that
album, know what I mean?
Word. Writing this shit
on the beach, though,
with the waves
and the seashells.
Word. It ain't about
no fucking seashells.
It's about homegirl in a bikini.
- Kill that shit, son.
- Nah.
You the one that brought her
on the tour bus, son,
know what I mean?
- Yo, yo, chill out, chill out.
- Word.
And she listening
to that shit, son.
That's crazy. Hey, yo, babe.
You listening to this "One
More Chance" shit, too?
It's good to see you, too. Dang.
What's up?
You getting me a shirt?
I heard the Wu
women's line is fire.
And it's "One More
Chance Remix,"
thank you very much.
Yeah, I don't care
if Jesus remixed it.
You're not supposed to be
listening to non-Wu shit.
That's for when I'm at the
house, at the apartment.
Does this car look like
our dirty-ass apartment?
Yeah, I don't think so.
Besides, how many times
you want me to listen
to "36 Chambers" and
Meth's project and...
I'm gonna be honest, I'm
tired of listening to Dirty.
I hear him in real li...
Ooh, ooh, this my part.
A'ight, guys, that
was Notorious B.I.G.
with "One More
Chance," the remix.
That joint has been number
one on the request line
for seven days straight.
Seven days. It's
Angie Martinez.
And you know me, I'm gonna give
the people what they want.
We are gonna play it again.
Okay! Thank you,
girl! Ooh, son.
We been gone a month.
Shit move that fast, son?
Yo, it's New York, son.
Dirty dropped his album
a couple months ago.
We ain't release no new Wu shit.
Yo, niggas see the
opportunity to take the crown,
they gonna try to
take that shit.
Nah, son, nah. Fuck
that. Fuck that.
Know what I mean?
Ain't no opportunity.
Ain't no... You
gonna have to come
physically take this
crown, know what I mean?
Hey, yo, hey, yo, hey, yo.
You know what this means, right?
♪ Unless it smells
like sanitation... ♪
It's on us. We got next.
♪ I keep asking
you questions ♪
♪ You keep telling me lies ♪
♪ Saw you messing around
with another guy ♪
♪ I've always been a fool ♪
♪ When it came to loving you ♪
♪ But I found out much too late
that I've always been a two ♪
♪ Stripped of all the love
that I could ever give ♪
♪ You fill me with
some sadness ♪
♪ I find it hard to live ♪
♪ I don't know why ♪
♪ You break my heart ♪
♪ And then you call
me back for more ♪
♪ I should be walking
out the door ♪
♪ I keep asking you questions ♪
♪ You must think
that I'm blind ♪
♪ Saw you messing around
with another guy ♪
♪ You keep giving me answers ♪
♪ Now I think that it's time ♪
♪ To give you up
to the other guy ♪
♪ I keep asking ♪
♪ I'm asking ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ Saw you messing around
with another guy ♪
♪ Oh, oh, all right ♪
♪ With the other guy ♪
♪ Oh, all right ♪
♪ Oh, oh, all right ♪
Get on the line.
since the flood.
You ain't getting
anything off of that.
I can help you, man. You
know what I'm saying?
You ain't got to do this alone.
Yo, don't touch
my shit. A'ight?
Dude, I'm such a huge fan, man.
When's your solo
album coming out?
I'm working on it.
What does Wu Wear bring to
the game that's any different?
These department stores
ain't buying shit
unless there's a demand.
So I got a retail
spot out in Staten.
Dead Nation must arise,
for the time is at hand.
- You want this CD I just got?
- Sure. Thank you.
I spoke to the guys.
They'll be there.
U-GOD: See, Jamel got our
back, and so does the Nation.
Feeling this beat, huh? Go
ahead and write something.
♪ Homicide's illegal, and
death is the penalty ♪
I think if Killa's traveling
with us, he should get paid.
The same amount, though, son?
Killa's only on one song.
Turn around slowly.
U-GOD: For real, yo.
I ain't hustling no more. I'm
ready to put that work in.
Are you going to Disney World?
Tell me what
happened. Say what?
Yo, stop the fucking bus!
Are you going to Disney World?
Buy me something like what?
U-GOD: Toys. Hats.
Yo, what the fuck
is going on, son?
Where the fuck you going?
- What, nigga?
What the fuck is
going on, nigga?
My son got shot, man.
Oh. Damn, son.
Yo, I can't even imagine what
you might be feeling right now.
But, yo, just ride with
us back to the next city,
you know what I'm saying,
and just catch a plane.
I'm not waiting, son.
I'll hitch a ride on
a train if I have to.
You know what I'm saying?
- Right. I feel you.
I mean, yeah, go
be with little man.
But whatever you need,
I got you, a'ight?
Just don't do nothin' stupid.
Yo, we been doing
this street shit
our whole fucking lives, nigga,
you know what I'm saying?
And we finally got
the opportunity
to do something different.
Don't fuck that up
over some bullshit.
Nigga tried to kill my son.
That's bullshit to you, son?
I'm saying don't get caught
up in that street shit.
But don't get caught up in that.
Yo!
I don't know what's
wrong with her.
You know, she doesn't feel well.
Well, how long...
Yeah, we're not
quite ready for you.
That's all the medical
paperwork we got.
We got a male, 26 years old...
I just need you to
have a seat, okay?
I'm looking for my son, Dontae.
Last name? U-GOD: Hawkins.
And don't give me that
"have a seat" shit either.
- Aren't you...
- Yeah.
Vitals at 112 over 65.
112 over 65.
What's happening to my son?
Sir, sir, you can't
come back here.
What's happening to my son?
Please, you cannot
come back here.
Please back away from the door.
He's not stabilizing.
It just keeps going up.
Stay with us.
Get some more over there.
Stay with us, son.
Dontae.
Baby! What are
they doing to him?
Why they not telling us nothing?
Acting like we
invisible up in here.
- What happened to her?
- She fainted earlier.
She fainted? Dontae.
Lord, please.
Okay.
Dontae's vitals dropped briefly,
but he is stable now.
We're still gonna need
to monitor him closely
for the next 72 hours at least.
Oh, God. My baby.
I'ma find the nigga
who did this shit.
And when I find him, I'll
blow his fucking brains out.
Oh, good.
Yeah, you go kill him
and then go back to jail.
Dontae's used to not
seeing you anyways.
I'm out there making
money for Dontae.
Please.
How this happen anyway, Keisha?
Where the fuck was you at, huh?
Where were you, huh?
You pop in and out
like a jack-in-the-box,
and you want to be
called a father?
I don't give a fuck if
you like that shit or not.
I am his father, so you
gonna tell me what happened.
I left Dontae with
Ciara to go run a errand
like I'd done a million times.
Same Ciara that used to watch
you when you was a baby.
So you want to know what
happened, go talk to her.
I'm staying here with Dontae.
All right. All right.
I know you're heated.
But my daughter can't deal
with this shit right now.
She ain't right.
You understand me?
She's been through enough.
She been through enough?
I almost lost my son.
Uey, I'm so sorry.
It wasn't my fault, I swear.
I ain't gonna hurt you.
I know you love Dontae.
But you gotta tell
me who did this shit.
I-I was holding him.
And?
Everybody was just hanging,
like, clowning and shit
like it was a normal day.
And then these two dudes
started talking shit
to each other.
At first, it was part
of the conversation,
but then they started
really beefing,
and one pulled out a gun.
And what was that nigga's name?
I think he go by Shotty.
- Yo, what's good?
- What's good, U-man?
I heard what happened
with Dontae, man.
That shit fucked up.
So you know who I'm looking
for, then... that nigga Shotty.
I don't really know him,
but my man Carlos do.
Man, fuck this. Put
in another game.
Bro, we just started
playing this, though.
Put in another one, nigga!
A'ight.
Yeah. He's here.
Who the fuck you talking to?
Nah, it's, uh... it's just
one of my bitches, Mya.
She tryna... she tryna come
over and give me some pussy.
She got a girlfriend?
Been needing to
bust one too, nigga.
Yeah, a'ight.
Let me find out.
Fuck that. I gotta
get out of this crib.
Yo. Yo, I'm gonna
go to the store.
Lend me $10.
What you mean, "for what"?
Lend me $10. I'll give it back.
What you mean, "for what"?
Lend me $10. I'll give it back.
Oh, it's really you.
Bro, I've been waiting forever
for your bus to arrive.
Oh, yeah? Kinda like I've been
waiting for you to drop
that solo album, dude.
What is taking so long?
- I've been busy, bruh.
Too busy to give your fans
what they've been waiting for?
Come on, man. I been
fiendin' for your shit.
Yo, a'ight, a'ight, a'ight, son.
I'll sign your shit, but then
you gotta step off, all right?
What?
Yo, give me your hat, son.
Hey, yo.
You trying to make some tracks?
Nah, god.
I barely even want
to be sitting here
talking to you right now.
We literally just got back.
Tell me how you
really feel, bro.
It ain't even like that.
Just I've been with
y'all niggas for weeks.
I feel you. That tour really
took it out of me too.
What you talking about, yo?
Yo, 'Vine, I didn't
know you rap.
Yeah, what, you have
some verse or some shit
that we didn't... That
we didn't know about?
Got a whole album coming out?
No, word, yo, we
was the ones onstage
performing and shit, right?
- Word.
I didn't see you pick up a
microphone, a pen, nothing.
Ooh. No, no, no,
I picked up a pen.
And I signed us a deal
for this soundtrack.
Oh, shit. Tales from the Hood?
It's like some hood
fairy-tale shit?
Yo, Spike Lee is producing that.
What's he trying
to do, some, uh...
Some, like, Crooklyn
Dodgers-type shit?
Well, they didn't
give us parameters.
They just want a track from us.
- Yo, that's crazy.
Hey, yo, I wore that
Crooklyn Dodger joint out.
Yo, son, getting
a track on a movie
is a good hustle, my nigga,
you know what I'm saying?
Niggas be sitting around
waiting for an album to drop,
when they could be
getting radio spins
on singles and shit.
- Word.
Keep niggas talking,
like that Wu Wear shit.
Know what I mean? But yo.
The grand opening of
the store's on Friday.
Y'all better be there.
- I don't know.
I'm thinking maybe
I should, uh...
I should get to work on
beats for Rae's joint.
Hey, yo, get some rest, a'ight?
Yeah, yo, we gotta come up
with something
crazy for this shit.
We can't be always
waiting on him, 'Vine.
What are we supposed to do?
He's the one who
makes the beats.
Nigga, fuck... Come on.
What's good,
baby? How are you?
- How's it going, money?
- Out here.
Come on, son.
Come on!
- Get some of this heat, baby.
Ah, I got you. Yo, I got you.
Yo, peace, god.
Oh, my gosh, girl.
Sup, brother? You good?
Look at him.
Come on. Come on.
Right there. Fuck!
Goddamn!
Fuck!
Ah.
Shit, girl.
Ooh.
Shit.
When was the last
time I saw you?
High school probably,
before you dropped out.
Before you became a rap star.
What?
Uh-uh. Don't play that
fake-humble shit on me.
Ain't no fake-humble shit.
There's just more shit
that comes with it is all.
[scoffs] Please.
You were walking around
Park Hill like the pope.
A lot of people just want
to hear what's next for you.
Hmm.
What?
Oh, nothing.
There was a fan earlier
buggin' out about when I was
coming out with my solo album.
And?
Y'all just gonna
have to wait a while.
Yo, I-I can't do
nothing without RZA.
And he's focused on
Rae and GZA right now.
Plus, he just got this
soundtrack deal. I mean...
Aren't you in the Wu-Tang Clan?
Uh, yeah.
Isn't the Wu-Tang Clan
a group, not one person?
We all got our roles
to play. I'm a soldier.
A "soldier"? When I
put on "C.R.E.A.M.,"
that guy didn't sound
like no soldier to me.
That guy sounded like
a straight general.
Hmm.
Look...
Paul McCartney didn't wait on
John Lennon to make a song.
- I don't play guitar.
- Then learn, nigga.
Oh, sh...
♪ I may be just a
foolish dreamer ♪
♪ But I don't care ♪
Hey, yo, Killa.
Go on, son.
Yo, what up, god?
Yo, all that shit about who's
in the group and who's not...
got a little blown
out of proportion.
Yeah, I know.
I'm just saying, son, if
you gonna be in the group,
you're gonna have
to be in the group,
put your pen game to work or
something, know what I mean?
No doubt.
♪ Oh, zoom ♪
♪ I'd like to fly
far away from here ♪
♪ Where my mind, oh,
Lord, is fresh and clear ♪
♪ And I'd find the love ♪
Where you headed?
- East New York.
How long you been driving a cab?
About 35 years now.
Set to retire in June.
Congrats. When I
came to New York
back in the day, I
thought I was gonna open
a soul food restaurant,
be a famous chef.
Yeah, and what happened?
Uh, dreams don't pay
bills, youngblood.
Ain't nothing more sure
than the cab business.
Folks always got
someplace to go.
You still cook? Oh, no.
I got a wife to do
that for me now.
Driving a cab gave
me a real foundation.
I'm gonna sell this
medallion for a pretty penny.
Nice retirement package.
You can retire off a medallion?
Oh, yeah, these will
go for up to $200,000.
Two hundred thou... damn.
A brother can do a lot
with that kind of money.
Yes, indeed.
Sometimes we don't
set upon our dreams.
We stumble upon them.
My bad.
Gotta cut these damn
worms off your head, boy.
Peace, peace.
Ha. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ah, getting big,
man. God damn.
Yeah, yeah. Hey.
- Whoa. Jamel!
Peace.
- Man.
Where you been at, man? Ain't
see you in about a month.
You know, visiting
family in Virginia.
VA, huh? Hey, brother.
Let me get this seat
real quick, all right?
Back in a second.
Visiting family
in Virginia, huh?
Reminds me I need to
take a trip down to VA.
Catch me some of that Go-Go.
- You know how we do.
Hey, uh, you missed a
spot right there, brother.
Come on, now.
How long young boy been around?
Couple weeks now, give or take.
He know his mathematics?
Took him a minute.
Give the kid a break, though.
Not everybody has
knowledge of self
at 12 years old like you did,
kicking niggas out the
cypher twice your age.
Age ain't got nothing
to do with wisdom.
You know what I'm saying?
- You ain't lying about that.
Peace, peace. What up, gods?
Just take a little off the top.
Wu Wear grand opening is
this Friday in Shaolin.
So make sure y'all come
through for that, all right?
We got T-shirts, hoodies,
hats. Wu Wear shit.
Yo, is it cool if I
leave these somewhere?
Yeah, just put 'em on the
counter when you're done.
Oh, what up, Killa?
I didn't see you there.
- Peace, god.
I see you straight off the
bus and into the chair.
All right. All right.
Trying to impress the shorties
now that you a rapper
and shit, right?
But I'ma see you on Friday.
- Word, word. Yeah, word.
Word.
Good to see you, man.
- Yep, yep.
Looking good too.
- "Off the bus"?
I told you, I just got
back from Virginia.
He called you Killa.
Something I need to know?
Yeah, that's how we rock.
He was just playing.
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, just playing.
But you a rapper?
Yo, like I said, man, he
was just playing, all right?
All right, if you
say so, brother.
- It's clogged again?
- Agai...
Bet you didn't.
Damn.
Hey, young guy, handle that.
- Handle what? The toilet?
- That's what I said.
How you gonna tell
me I'm a god on earth
and then tell a god
to clean a toilet?
Man, fuck this.
Hold up. Hold up.
Yo.
Talkin' about I got to
clean the fucking shop.
I don't want to clean
a fucking toilet.
Hey, yo, hold up.
What's today's mathematics?
Knowledge, equality,
all being born to God.
Yeah, you took the
time to learn a lot.
It'd be a shame to throw
that away over some chores.
Why the fuck do you care?
I didn't mean it like that.
I care because I want you
to realize your power.
W-why'd you join the
Nation in the first place?
'Cause I never seen
Black men like y'all.
Exactly.
You have the opportunity to be
a part of something special.
But you got to understand the
foundation, know what I mean?
Can't know your power if you
ain't got no solid ground
to stand on.
A'ight?
Remember that.
Hey, yo, young god.
Hold your head up when
you walk in there, man.
If you carry yourself
like you belong,
then you belong.
Yo!
I've been trying
to holla at you.
Come find me later.
We need to have
that conversation.
You gonna fix a plate?
You're usually hovering over me
like a hummingbird trying
to get at this curry.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Smells good, Mama.
Uh... what's going on
in that head of yours?
What?
Did you get somebody pregnant?
Come on, Ma, no.
Hell, nah, I ain't
get nobody pregnant.
Good, good.
I ain't ready for all that.
I ain't ready to be
called Grandma quite yet.
I'm just saying.
I know you always wanted
brothers and sisters,
being an only child and all,
but you had your cousins.
Yeah, all they
wanted to do was sing
and make up these crazy
dance moves and all that.
See, I ain't have
skills like them.
You did not get the family
music gene, and that's okay.
Some folks in our family
are meant to sing.
Others teach or do construction.
The important thing
is to be confident
in what your something is so
you can make a good living.
Oh, you know your cousin
Kim is singing, um, backup
for some famous boy group
all the teenagers like now.
And Selma just booked a regular
weekend gig at the Blue Note.
Yeah, that's good for them.
I never had it in me like that.
I worry about you, Jamel.
You need to talk
to your Uncle Sy
before he takes his offer back.
- Oh, Uncle Sy.
Yes, I will, Ma.
I said I will.
No. No more "I wills."
It's time to think
about your future.
Damn, Mama. You
told him I was here?
What was I gonna do,
lie? He's your uncle.
He's been reaching out to you
about this for a while now.
Just hear him out.
Yo, baby.
Yeah! What's up? What's up?
Uey, what up?
Been worried about you, nigga.
You good?
Fuck that. I gotta
get out of this crib.
Yo. Yo, I'm gonna
go to the store.
Lend me $10.
What do you mean, "for what"?
Lend me $10. I'll give it back.
You fuckers.
Please hold.
Dontae's awake. He's okay.
He's laughing and everything.
- What?
He wants to talk to you, okay?
Daddy?
Son?
Can you come see me now?
I'm not sick anymore.
I'll be right there.
Looney Tunes is funny, Daddy.
Oh, yeah? Which
one's your favorite?
The Coyote can't
catch the Road Runner.
This one?
He should give up
chasing him, then.
No, there's no Coyote
without the Road Runner.
They're a team, even
when they fight.
Everyone's got a
role to play, huh?
I guess I gotta find
mine on my team.
U-GOD: ♪ Raw, I'ma
give it to ya ♪
♪ With no trivia ♪
♪ Raw like cocaine
straight from Bolivia ♪
Yo, son. Saved
this shirt for you.
It's our best-selling
one, all right?
Fucking with that, right?
I'm fucking with
this, son, for real.
Yo, son, I'm glad
Dontae's doing all right.
And I'm glad you ain't
do that other thing.
We need you, bro.
Yo, I appreciate
that, son, for real.
Absolutely.
- Word is bond.
- Always.
So you finally made shirts
for the shorties, huh?
Hell, yeah. It was
definitely worth it.
Know what I mean?
How you doing?
U-GOD: How you doing,
mama? What's up?
♪ If you can't walk the walk ♪
♪ Phony niggas are
outlined in chalk ♪
♪ I'm mad vexed, it's what
the projects made me ♪
♪ Rebel to the grain, there's
no way to barricade me ♪
Yo, Deck. Deck.
You did it, hmm?
Look at this shit.
Boom.
- Yo, it's a horror film?
Yeah.
- Oh, shit.
How does it feel?
♪ Hit the floor...
Hit the floor ♪
♪ Hit the floor like
Dorf, who wants the war? ♪
Mm.
Shots bust, shots bust,
making black hearts...
♪ Blessed with the art rhymes ♪
♪ That's sharp like
a circular saw ♪
♪ Hit the floor like
Dorf, who wants the war? ♪
♪ Then slide by my
lyrical drive-by ♪
♪ Shots bust, making
blocks hearts ♪
♪ Plus snipe the
cops when they rush ♪
♪ Built like construction
tools, crushing fools in twos ♪
♪ Force dudes to blast you
out your fucking shoes ♪
♪ A south swap with
the bombs I drop ♪
♪ Plan A to terrorize,
you can't stop the plot ♪
♪ Execution of an amateur ♪
♪ Who dare to challenge
the clan's man ♪
♪ Holding a sword
like Excalibur ♪
♪ Truth is my shield ♪
♪ Show and prove,
I reveal reality ♪
♪ The coldness a
heart can feel ♪
♪ Livin' life where caps peel ♪
♪ And crack deals
from 9:00 to 5:00 ♪
♪ But I survived in these
hard times, I nearly died ♪
Yo, yo, yo, yo.
Yo, I could get
used to this shit.
Hey, uh, let me ask you...
you use my ASR-10
to make this beat?
For the soundtrack.
I know you got a
lot on your plate.
I just thought I
could come through,
you know what I'm saying?
So you came inside my studio
without my permission
and was touching all my shit?
Yo, yo, yo, yo. Wait, hold on.
It's-it's no disrespect,
you know what I'm saying?
I was just... I was just
trying to get some work in.
Just want to put in work.
That's what you was
trying to do, right?
Put in work...
with my shit...
in my lab.
Good shit, nigga.
That shit's fucking
fire, a'ight?
A'ight, nigga?
Come here.
You fucking did
that shit, a'ight?
Deck, you did. I'm
fucking speechless.
And you know what? We gonna
submit this right now.
And we gonna do it as
an Inspectah Deck joint.
Nah.
Yo, this wasn't about
getting my own shine.
Yo, peace.
- What you talking about?
What is he talking
about? Hey, yo.
Yo, Rebel Rebel, hold on.
Yo, yo, yo, yo. Yo, Deck.
- Make it a Wu-Tang joint.
Now you on the soundtrack.
You killed it.
Yeah, this shit's crazy, god.
You know, it, um...
it could have been
your name on there.
Nah.
Looks good as it is.
Yo, I can just take this, right?
I mean, because I know you?
Oh, it's like that?
I don't know. Why don't
you try it on first?
I'll come with you
to the dressing room.
- Oh, it's like that?
- Could be.
Hey, um, I'm not
trying to interrupt
whatever you got there,
but, uh, I need to get
something nice for Nia, so...
Uh-huh.
- Excuse me.
Yo, Power really did pull
this whole store off, huh?
Hell, yeah.
They really opened a Wu
Wear store in Staten Island.
Next thing y'all know,
it's gonna be a street
named after y'all.
From your mouth to God's ears.
Word.
Peace, god.
- Hey, peace, peace.
- Hey.
Y'all put this shit
together. Word.
What up, G?
- Oh, peace. Word.
Okay. He treating you right?
- He better.
- A'ight.
That's my brother. Word.
You act like you don't see me?
Killing it on the
ones and twos, god.
Peace, peace. Peace.
Yo, when they hired
me to create the logo,
I was just thinking records
and, like, business cards.
Word, word.
- But all this?
You just never know, not
till you put in the work.
Right, no question.
So you gonna keep rocking out
with the art and DJ chamber?
DJing cool.
I'm trying to make
my own beats now.
RZA hooked me up with
one of his ASR-10s.
I got the setup at the crib.
- Oh, shit.
- Come through.
Oh, no question. Word.
Son, your flow
gettin' solid, kid.
"Chessboxin'" was dope,
but the "Snake" verse?
Yo, you doubled down
on that shit, bro.
What took you so long
to come through, god?
Shit.
Damn, nephew.
You harder to pin down
than a father that ain't
paid his child support.
Apologies. Got a lot goin' on.
You can't stand in
the cypher all day.
Man, that's not
what I do all day.
I know that.
You think I don't hear what
you do in these streets?
Now, look, you may
be a god on Earth,
but in America, they can
still put a god behind bars.
Think about your future.
Buy into my medallion.
Then in a few years,
when I retire,
you'll be all set.
You know what these
medallions go for?
- Up to 200,000, last I heard.
- Ah, good.
You're thinking
about it, at least.
You'll never go hungry.
And you can pass the
medallion on to your son.
Establish a foundation.
Keep it in the family.
We got a musical legacy,
and now we can also
have a cab legacy.
You know, I'm actually
kind of musical too.
Boy, when you were a kid,
as soon as you sung
your first note,
we knew you weren't gonna
take after your Uncle Marvin.
Okay, okay, okay.
Back in the day, yeah,
but I'm-I'm for real now.
Yo, I'm trying to be
part of the Wu-Tang Clan.
- What?
- The rap group.
I know who they are.
What do you mean you trying
to be part of the group?
You rap?
I just came off
tour with them, Unc.
Now you talking crazy.
For real, straight up.
You saying you already
got songs with them?
Yeah, got, like...
one.
One joint, yeah.
"Chessboxin'."
That's my shit.
- What?
Which verse?
♪ Homicide's illegal ♪
♪ And death is the penalty ♪
Yo, what you know about that?
That is my favorite one.
Oh. That's crazy.
You good.
How come you never told anyone?
'Cause people would
look at me crazy
like you just did.
I mean, I don't know, I...
I always loved
hip-hop, you know,
but as a fan, you know?
I-I never thought of
myself as an artist.
Then I started hanging
around the GZA.
- The Genius.
- The Genius.
He got me to write that
"Chessboxin'" verse.
So although I never thought
about rapping before,
like, yo...
it's become my dream now.
That's why this taxi thing...
- Oh, hell, no.
Fuck that medallion.
You ain't doing no taxi shit.
I take my offer back.
- That sounds good.
It's just like, I'm not
in the group, you know?
Like...
I ain't even written that
many more rhymes yet.
Then go write some more.
Jamel, you got a chance
to be part of something special.
Take advantage of it.
Yes, sir.
Give that tape
back to the person
who left that in
your car, old man.
There are things you
don't know, youngblood,
things you don't know.
♪ In the streets of Queens ♪
♪ Streets of the Bronx ♪
♪ Yo, do the knowledge... ♪
Looking fly. Looking fly, Unc.
Thank you, nephew.
What up, gentlemen?
Oh, peace. The
man of the hour.
What's up?
- Hey. This is my uncle Sy.
Uncle Sy, Power.
- Hey, Power.
This store is his vision.
Oh, Power, this is impressive.
I got to get me
one of these hats.
My nephew's gonna
be in that Clan.
For real, though.
My nigga got bars.
Yo, how about I show
you what else we got?
Oh, my pockets ain't
that deep, youngblood.
How about a 20% discount?
That's what I'm talking about.
Okay. Okay Let
y'all handle that.
Let y'all get to it.
♪ Memories of injuries,
wounds and burns ♪
Yo, son. You believe
this shit, son?
You believe this
shit? Shit's crazy.
Hey, yo, to make it
into music is one thing,
but to move into clothes...
I would have never
thought of that.
It's a whole different chamber.
The music made the opportunity.
But when the opportunity
comes knocking...
Answer that shit.
U-GOD: Answer that shit.
Yo, I heard you did
your thing for a movie?
- Word.
- Yo, how you think to do that?
I mean, making bars,
you know I'm saying?
That's what I do.
But make a beat?
I'm glad I did it, though,
you know what I'm saying?
I just want to keep pushing
myself, know what I mean?
Word, son. Yo, we all do.
Should have been writing more.
- Me too.
Shit.
- When Dontae got shot...
I don't know, son, it's like...
it's like that shit
just all came out, son.
Put a pencil to paper,
shit just started flowing
from the heart, though.
I could have really
killed that nigga.
I wouldn't be here
doing any of this shit.
That flood could have
fucked up my music,
or I could have kept it moving.
See what I'm saying?
- Hmm.
Even if that means I got
to do some of it on my own.
Hey, I just want Dontae to
have it easier than I did.
You're here for a
reason. All of us are.
- Word is bond.
- Man, but we can't just
wait around for it to
just drop in our lap.
No, we gotta attack.
Lay our foundation down.
You know what I'm saying?
Yo, spit that rhyme for us, god.
I saw you sharpening
your sword over there.
I was waiting for that shit.
I was waiting for that shit.
I see you sharpening your sword.
Nigga got a rhyme.
Hey, yo, it's still
raw as hell, a'ight?
♪ The strong must feed,
someone die, someone bleed ♪
♪ One flew astray, and it
caught my little seed ♪
♪ Can it be? ♪
Yo, I just want to give my
little man a better tomorrow.
Hmm.
I'm still marinating
on the rest though.
Damn. You gotta
record that, nigga.
You hear that shit?
That shit was hot.
Yo, I kind of got something
that goes with that, though.
♪ Yo, in the housing ♪
♪ Thousands seen early graves ♪
♪ Victims of worldly ways ♪
♪ Memory stays engraved ♪
See what I'm saying?
- Word, son.
Yo, that's the
track right there.
Chain, god. That's
the chamber.
That's the chamber we gotta
get into, you know what I mean?
Talking about street life,
what we been through.
U-GOD: Word.
How we don't want our kids
to grow up the same way.
So, like, what I
gotta do to make sure
Dontae don't make the
same mistakes I did, then.
No doubt.
- Word.
- That's it.
"A Better Tomorrow."
- "Better Tomorrow."
- "Better Tomorrow."
I like that. I like that.
I see y'all putting in work.
I see you right there,
know what I mean?
Keep that shit up, son.
Y'all over here spitting
that real shit for real.
Yeah, that track
gonna be nice, son.
I see you, son.
- No question.
Yeah, keep that shit up, son.
Word. See what I'm saying?
I come in, you come
in with the kill.
Masta Killa.
- We need a hook, then.
You know what I'm saying?
- Then get a hook.
You know what I mean?
- Word.
♪ You can't party
your life away ♪
♪ Drink your life away,
smoke your life away ♪
Start that again.
Start that again, son.
Start that again. I like that.
- Yo.
♪ You can't party
your life away ♪
♪ Smoke your life away,
drink your life away ♪
♪ Fuck your life away ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yo, this shit right
here crazy, son.
It's crazy.
- Word up, word up.
I mean, we all doing big things.
It's not just
individuals no more, son.
We like the fucking
Yankees and shit.
- Word, bro.
- Know what I mean?
Ain't no other team
fucking with us right now.
- Word.
- But, yo, if we the Yankees,
I'm Don Mattingly, nigga.
A'ight. A'ight, son.
I can fuck with that.
It's all good.
[on stereo] ♪ Unless it
smells like sanitation ♪
♪ Gar-bage, I turn
like doorknobs ♪
♪ Heartthrob, never,
black and ugly as ever ♪
♪ However, I stay Gucci
down to the socks ♪
♪ Rings and watch
filled with rocks, unh ♪
♪ And my jam knock
in your Mitsubishi ♪
♪ Girls pee-pee
when they see me ♪
♪ Navajos creep
me in they tepee ♪
Hey, yo, son, what
the fuck was that?
Hey, yo, that shit sound like
Biggie "One More Chance,"
but on some other shit.
Hey, yo, now that we
back from tour, son,
we gotta work on that
album, know what I mean?
Word. Writing this shit
on the beach, though,
with the waves
and the seashells.
Word. It ain't about
no fucking seashells.
It's about homegirl in a bikini.
- Kill that shit, son.
- Nah.
You the one that brought her
on the tour bus, son,
know what I mean?
- Yo, yo, chill out, chill out.
- Word.
And she listening
to that shit, son.
That's crazy. Hey, yo, babe.
You listening to this "One
More Chance" shit, too?
It's good to see you, too. Dang.
What's up?
You getting me a shirt?
I heard the Wu
women's line is fire.
And it's "One More
Chance Remix,"
thank you very much.
Yeah, I don't care
if Jesus remixed it.
You're not supposed to be
listening to non-Wu shit.
That's for when I'm at the
house, at the apartment.
Does this car look like
our dirty-ass apartment?
Yeah, I don't think so.
Besides, how many times
you want me to listen
to "36 Chambers" and
Meth's project and...
I'm gonna be honest, I'm
tired of listening to Dirty.
I hear him in real li...
Ooh, ooh, this my part.
A'ight, guys, that
was Notorious B.I.G.
with "One More
Chance," the remix.
That joint has been number
one on the request line
for seven days straight.
Seven days. It's
Angie Martinez.
And you know me, I'm gonna give
the people what they want.
We are gonna play it again.
Okay! Thank you,
girl! Ooh, son.
We been gone a month.
Shit move that fast, son?
Yo, it's New York, son.
Dirty dropped his album
a couple months ago.
We ain't release no new Wu shit.
Yo, niggas see the
opportunity to take the crown,
they gonna try to
take that shit.
Nah, son, nah. Fuck
that. Fuck that.
Know what I mean?
Ain't no opportunity.
Ain't no... You
gonna have to come
physically take this
crown, know what I mean?
Hey, yo, hey, yo, hey, yo.
You know what this means, right?
♪ Unless it smells
like sanitation... ♪
It's on us. We got next.
♪ I keep asking
you questions ♪
♪ You keep telling me lies ♪
♪ Saw you messing around
with another guy ♪
♪ I've always been a fool ♪
♪ When it came to loving you ♪
♪ But I found out much too late
that I've always been a two ♪
♪ Stripped of all the love
that I could ever give ♪
♪ You fill me with
some sadness ♪
♪ I find it hard to live ♪
♪ I don't know why ♪
♪ You break my heart ♪
♪ And then you call
me back for more ♪
♪ I should be walking
out the door ♪
♪ I keep asking you questions ♪
♪ You must think
that I'm blind ♪
♪ Saw you messing around
with another guy ♪
♪ You keep giving me answers ♪
♪ Now I think that it's time ♪
♪ To give you up
to the other guy ♪
♪ I keep asking ♪
♪ I'm asking ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ Saw you messing around
with another guy ♪
♪ Oh, oh, all right ♪
♪ With the other guy ♪
♪ Oh, all right ♪
♪ Oh, oh, all right ♪
Get on the line.