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[men speaking indistinctly]

Hey. Hey!

Talkin' to me?Yeah, I'm talking to you, fool!

Want some of this?Yeah...

Come on, then! Come on, motherfucker!

[echoing gunfire]Bring it on, then!

[echoing]: Bring it on!

[siren wailing, indistinct radio transmission]

[helicopter whirring, gunshot booming]

♪

♪ [clamoring]

[clamoring]

♪

[clamoring]

I'm just a sinner trying to live a righteous life.

♪

I hear them drums in my head.

I live in the jungle, and I hear drums.

Them drums talk to me.

Storm's coming, baby,

and there ain't nothing you can do about it.

♪

[siren wailing in distance]

My son Ricky...

selling drugs to survive.

He's a menace to society,

blind to his own wrongdoings.

In the Bible, James said,

"We know that we have passed out of death into life,

"because we love the brothers.

Whosoever does not love abides in death."

♪

[clamoring]

Death.

After this ride, it almost sounds like a warm bed

with comfortable sheets that I slip right into.

Must be nice to be able to have the whole shower room to yourself.

I said, it must be nice...I heard you.

What you talkin' to me for, motherfucker?

Sorry, man.

I was just trying to start conversation.

I just got here...

Speak when you're spoken to, you hear me?

So, you know this motherfucker.

Yeah, Red. I checked him out.

He was locked up with my cousin.

Fuck your cousin. How do you know him?

I know him...

from the neighborhood, Red.

Sleepy?

Yeah?You better not be

just trying to push this deal 'cause you're getting a cut.

No, man.

He's good, Red.

He's good.

I'm telling you, he's good.

What up, Sleepy?T-Bone!

Look at you, all grown up.

Looking good.

You're looking good, too. What's up?

Sorry, sorry. Uh, T-Bone, this is my good friend

I was telling you about, Redfoot.

How you doing?

What's wrong with your boy?

Ain't nothin' wrong with me, motherfucker,

and don't ask me that again.

This is negative, man. This is all wrong.

Hey, why don't you just shut the fuck up

and let me see the money? Yeah.

Just...

I got the money.

What'd I tell you, Red?

What did I tell you? It's all good.

All good.

[exhales]

Right on. Right on.

Next time let's do it without all the tension.

Later, Sleepy.

Yeah, I'll see you around, T.

What did I say? What did I say, Red?

Okay, okay. That's what I'm talking about.

Right? Huh?

Freeze! OFFICER: Freeze!

Don't fuckin' move.

Don't do it, Sleepy. Sit down.

♪

[flashbulb pops]

[flashbulb pops]

[rap song playing indistinctly]

♪

♪ Ain't time for me to waste time ♪

♪ Should have listened to my first mind ♪

♪ Know when to say no

♪ My brother told me, "Homey, don't go" ♪

♪ You know, ain't no time for me to waste time ♪

♪ Uh-uh, got to listen to my first mind ♪

♪ All the time, thinking back ♪

♪ On my first crime, young teen ♪

♪ Smoking weed for the first time ♪

♪ Remembering when I commit my first crime, just a slap ♪

♪ On the wrist, paid my first fine ♪

♪ Which made it worse, should have listened to my first mind ♪

♪ Would have never been standing up in the jail ♪

♪ On the lunch line, let me out, now it's crunch time ♪

♪ And I ain't never going back... ♪GUARD: Inmate!

[door buzzes]

[speaks indistinctly]

Go ahead.

I don't know what you did on the outside,

but this is my motherfuckin' house.

Your house?

By the end of the week,

I'll be running this fuckin' place.

[grunts]

That should help you shut the fuck up.

[scoffs quietly]

Hey, Cain.

Derek told me to give you this.

[unfolding paper]

Redfoot.

[gunfire]

♪

[flushes toilet]

[indistinct chattering]

CAIN: The peace is over.

MAN: I got that shit handled.

[Cain speaks indistinctly]

♪

[exhales]

Just want to make sure the past is the past.

You know that shit was just business.

Beat it, Redfoot.

I said, beat it.

'Cause I don't give a fuck how you handle it.

So think about it and let me know.

CAIN: Broke your leg, so you can stop walking dope

into my club, making my spot hot.

[grunts]

[man groaning weakly]

[hip-hop playing quietly]

I told the boys to go home.

You broke his legs?

[sighs] Something like that.

[laughing]

You know that's one of Redfoot's boys.

To the club?Yeah.

Let me holler at you, Red.

[hip-hop music playing in distance]

Look...

I don't want you slinging that shit in my club.

You're making my spot hot.

Well...

your spot is on my side of town.

And your side of town stops at my front door.

We got to come up with some kind of arrangement, man.[chuckles]

We already made the arrangements.

You know, your man...Yeah.

he's in the alley-- he can give you all the details, okay?

You take care of yourself, Red.

He's in.

[hip-hop music playing in distance]

Ah.

Bring some of your other girls, too.

When you get to the door, just give me a call and I'll...

Oh, shit, I'll-I'll hit you back.

♪

[silenced gunshot]

[gunfire, woman screaming]

[gunshot]

[gunfire]

[gunfire continues]

Breathe, baby.

[chattering and screaming]

Hold it right there. Hold it right there!Stop!

Hold it right there!Stop!

Hold it.Stop!

♪

Welcome to prison.

I'm the warden of this facility.

My good friend Joe and I want to make sure

that this is the last place you end up.

Y'all here 'cause you y'all been robbing,

slanging, gangbanging.

In here, y'all slaves to the system.

You have a choice:

You either can be free, or you can be slaves.

This house, these walls, and this prison...

they give you your name, your slave name, their number.

Right here, the warden is your massa.

He tells you when to eat, shit, and sleep.

Me, I'm motherfuckin' Frederick Douglass.

Take your ass through the Underground Railroad

to freedom, outside of these walls,

through programs like Unity One and the Pipeline.

Today you make a choice:

you either live free, or you die inside.

Life is choices.

Make a good one.

[gate closing]

He walks in, and he goes, he goes,

"You know!"

Tough crowd...Hey, what's up, Sleepy?

Hey, Red!

So you finally got up here, huh?

Man, they had me in County forever, Red.

Oh, is that why?

'Cause the way I hear it,

is you were trying to get transferred anywhere else

except here... with me.

Hell, no, Red.

Why wouldn't I want to be with my homeys?

Are you kidding? Come on, man.I don't know.

Maybe 'cause it's your fault I'm here.

But I guess it is what it is now, right?

Red, you know I'm going to make it up to you, man.

You're going to make it up to me? How?

This is my third strike, Sleepy.What?

You know they gave me 203 years?

Two...

Like I can live that long.

The judge must have thought I was a fucking tree, huh?

Son of a bitch, man.Yeah.

How long you get?[clears throat]

Uh... [clears throat]

23 months.

Why? [clears throat]

Why?! Red. Red,

I, I wasn't the one who took the money, man.

Sleepy...Yeah, yeah?

When you get out of here,

if I need anything done on the outside,

you better make that shit happen, man.

Red, anything, man.

Anything.

Sleepy? Yeah?

I love you.I-I love you, too, man.

Look, we got the same...

We got the... I know.

That's... Okay.

I love you.

Red, don't... Red?

Red... [grunts, screams]

Red... Red.

Psst!

Psst!

Tell Troy I need his backup.

I'm-a move on Redfoot.

Going to be one-on-one.

Tell Troy, for this, I owe him.

Tell Derek I need some cash.

You tell him, he better make it worth my while.

And that one, he'll owe me.

I will be collecting.

♪

♪

So many of my soldiers are in here.

It's like a family reunion.

♪

[Redfoot screams]

[shank clatters]

[yells]

Cain!

There's nothing you can do to scare me anymore.

That's what scares me.

DEAN: I should be giving you four months,

but under your present circumstances, two.

Lose all your privileges-- no music, no rec time, nothing.

You can't leave this cell at all.

Cain, with the time you have left,

you just forced me to take away

a third of the rest of your life.

The next time you do something like this,

I hope you think about that again.

♪ Gotta get this money, Gotta get this money ♪

♪ Gotta get this money

♪ And I get it all day long

♪ And I get it all night long

♪ Gotta get it, man

♪ Gotta get it, yeah...

[engine humming]

♪ And I get it all day long

♪ And I get it all night long.

Hey, uh, has she came, homie?

Probably her

right there.

[hip-hop music playing in approaching car]

[music stops]

[car door opens and closes]

Ah, what it do?What's up, boy?

Nothing much, respect. What's good?

I might battle Ricky.

You mentioned I should talk to him.

Well, I was thinking.

He handling everything from East all the way to Third Street,

and you got every thing else.

So why don't y'all come together on this?

[laughing]What?

So, you saying me and this nigga should do business together?

Apart, y'all run two of the biggest hoods.

And together, you can take over the whole fucking city.

You know what I mean?

Look, I want to be the one to set that up.

What's up, Mike?Hey, what's good?

Hey-hey, you set that thing up for the homie's birthday?

Now, you know how I get down.

He gonna have more honeys than he know

what to do with.Whose birthday?

My man Robert.

Oh, yeah!

Y'all go back to the sandbox.

Yeah, that's what's up, nigga.

You just make sure you'll be there.

Oh, no doubt. I'll be there fo' sho.

Where's Ricky?

Where's Ricky?!

In the back room.

Homie.

What's up, my nigga?I need you to come look at this, man.

Watch out. Get up.

Told this nigga, homie.

Don't fuck with this nigga JD, man.

This nigga's a savage, homie.

It's time for that boy to take a vacation.

[coughing]

[exclaims]

What will it be today, big man?

Cain, you all right in there?

Willie?

Yeah?

Is somebody in here with me?

Nah, I don't see nobody.

[laughing]

You know how you've been always trying

to get me to read the Bible?

Yeah.

Well, today is the day.

It's a great day for you, Cain.

You still playing sax in the rec room?

No.

Warden made me stop.

Said he didn't have the manpower

for extracurriculum.

I know I ain't never getting out of here.

I've accepted that.

It's... kind of hard, man,

without my music.

You know, when I'm playing, man,

it's, like, I ain't even in here.

[clears throat]

Damn, I miss that.

Well, I got to get going, man.

I'll see you next week.

So I heard you supposed to be looking out for Cain.

Yeah.

Now's your big chance to impress him.

Ah! Fuck.

Been in the hole for a long time, Cain.

Every time I let you out,

some pretty crazy shit happens.

And I know that most of the time

it's you defending yourself because you're the shot-caller.

There's a lot of people that figure if they take you out,

it's going to make them infamous

or famous or whatever.

That's why you keep going back to the hole,

rotting year after year.

You know, we get these kids that come here.

Half of them want to know, is this where Cain's locked up?

They look at you like a movie star.

You and I both know that your life is not glamorous.

So, what if I told you,

you could have a chance to stop this from happening

to any of these kids coming out of the hood?

What if you could help?

What if you could take the life that you threw away

and use it to save theirs?

Let's say I said to you

that you had a chance to save your son.

[mumbles]

Would you hesitate?

Wh-what's in it for me?

Well, what do you mean?To talk

to these little bastards, what's in it for me?

Being able to help out would be reward enough.

Okay, what do you want?

I want you to give Willie back his saxophone.

Let him play.

You want me to give Willie

his saxophone back and let him play?

I can't do that.

It's a security risk.

We don't have enough personnel to let that happen.

Well, let him play in the solitary wing.

There ain't no security risk.

We on lockdown 23 hours a day.

Well, that's unheard of.

Well, you take it or leave it.

Remember, Warden,

it's for the kids.

All right.

But if there's one fuck-up,

it's over.

Cool.

♪

RICKY: JD Parker, dope dealer,

armed assassin, and like all of us,

driven by power and greed.

The only difference with him,

nobody's safe while he's on the streets.

♪ There's a war goin' on

♪ There's a lot of racism...

[radio continues indistinctly]

[turns radio off]

What's up, baby? Come on, man.

We going to go in here, man.

Let's run in here. We're going to have a little drink with the homeys,

and then we're going to go to one of your punk-ass college bars.

All right, Jay, seriously, man.

Why don't you come back up to Berkeley with me?

You know, I got that big-ass apartment, you know.

I mean, you pay for it. You even pay for my tuition.

Like I said, don't be mentioning that shit around the boys, man.

I don't need everybody with their hand out, man.

You know, but one of us got to get up out the hood.

You feel me? Come on, man.

Let's go in here. The homeys waitin' on us.

♪

What's up, fellas?

[chattering]

[doorbell rings]

What the...?

Is that one of the homeys?

[chattering continues]

Ah, hell, no! Come on.

ALL: Happy birthday!

Oh! Okay.

That is one of the homeys.

Is that right?

Right now?

Okay, okay, fo' sho. Good-looking.

Shit, my boy just said they having

a little party at his spot.Yeah?

Motherfucker think he going to get away

with what he did to Mike, homie.

Shit, fuck him and his whole crew.

Hmm, yeah. [dialing]

RICKY: Look, bro.

I feel you and all that right? When we pull up,

only JD, my nigga.

I'm not trying to hop out here and kill a gang of niggas

who ain't have shit to do with this, man.

Man, come on, man.

What you care about them fools for anyway?

You heard what I said, my nigga.

Yeah, yeah, right.

[indistinct chattering]

[rapid gunfire]

I told you, nigga!

Just JD!I told you! For Mike!

[sirens approaching]

Drop the gun![garbled radio transmission]

Drop the gun!

Drop the fucking gun!

Your fucking hands! Don't you move!

Well, I'm just going to come right out and say it.

Your son Ricky just got processed in.

Accessory to murder.

Seven and a half years.

I'm sorry, Cain.

I'm sorry it comes at this time, but...

No, no, no, I need to see my son.

We'll have you escorted down to the yard

and you can talk to him.

But you got to be cool.

[indistinct chattering]

[ball bouncing]

How you been, son?

Man, don't "son" me, nigga.

What's happening?

Man, look, all that shit's not going to work with me, man.

What's up?Look, look.

We're on my turf.

We play by my rules.

Fuck your rules, nigga.

Oh, you a gangsta, huh?

What you doing here?

Man, listen. Fuck you.

Fuck your rules.

You sure is one to talk, homie.

Oh, like father, like son, huh? That's it?

That's your explanation?

I ain't really got time for this shit, man.

No, all you got in here istime.

Man, look, what the fuck do you want from me, partner?

Life is about choices.

I hope you choose to forgive me.

Easy way

or the hard way. I don't give a fuck which one.

Man, go fuck yourself.

[screaming]

[screaming continues]

Man, I've been through this bullshit program before.

All these motherfuckers here,

man, they can go fuck themselves.

You know what I saying?

You chewing gum?

My name is Cain.

Yeah. I, I know-- from the Seastones...

Yo, nigga, why you talking so loud?

I'm right here. Just talk to me, motherfucker.

From the Seastones back in the day, right?

I used to hear stories all the time about how crazy you were.

You know, from my uncle.

You probably remember him. His name was Big Al.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I remember Big Al.

Fucking idiot.

That's... that's kind of fucked up, man. He's dead.

Yeah, I know.

He got killed robbing a liquor store

right next to a police station.

Like I said, "fucking idiot."

It looks like your dumb asses

all following in his footsteps.

Now, Unity One and Pipeline

are taking an interest in you little bastards.

Me-- stay still, motherfucker.

I don't give a fuck about you.

I'm just here to let you know what's going to happen

when you end up in a cell with a nigga like me.

Y'all been to the dentist before?

Yeah. Yeah.

Say "ah."

Ah.

Ah. Ah.

Open your mouth wider.

Ah.

Yeah...

Remember that position.

And you, nigga-- take your hat off.

Oh, yeah.

Let down your hair.

Bring it out in front of you.

Oh, oh, you... [sniffs]

Yeah, you got that pretty hair.

Mm-hmm, mmm.

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Oh, yeah, that's pretty.

You part Indian?

Yeah.

Ah...

[chanting]

♪

What's up, cuz? You got a problem or something, nigga?

I got my eye on you. We going to fuck you up, rookie.

Cuz, I'm not turning down nothing, nigga.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! That's enough.

Knock it off or you're going back to your cage.

You're out of line.

Your days are numbered.Get! Go on!

Now! Before I wrap this thing around your head.

Don't be scared, little mama.

Yeah, it is all to the good.

Leave the little nigga alone.

Yeah. I remember your first day here.

You were just like that little motherfucker.

Tall, pretty, black drink of water, mm-hmm.

I wanted to go up in your ass.

But I didn't.

So you return the favor.

GUARD:What the fuck y'all doing?

Huh?

Get back to work.

And you two, get the fuck out of here.

Thanks, Cain.

Don't thank me, nigga.

You better get yourself a crew for protection.

I just want to do my time and get out of here.

I'm not interesting in getting with nobody.

It don't work like that, son.

Like I said, thanks, Cain.

Hey, listen, I need you to clean this up,

and I'll be back.All this shit?

All this.

Hey, what the fuck's going on here?

Nothing, man. Chillin', man.Both of y'all!

Get back in. Let's go.

All right.

Get back to cleaning this shit up. Let's go.

Get back to work.

MAN: Stick with them books, too. You know what I'm saying?

Read, nigga.

You keepin' up on that shit? It's a battle, man

Knowledge is about right here, homie.

You want to be a gangsta...?Step off, nigga.

I need to step to two of your goons.

Yeah, I can't let you do that, brother.

We will keep the peace.

Somebody fuck with my son,

there ain't going to be no peace.

Now, you running shit 'cause I'm not here.

But if I got to get back in the game,

I swear 'fore God,

it's going to be bad for all involved.

You feel me?

Hey, I heard what you did for me, homie.

Check this out, man.

I don't need you to save me, my nigga.

I handle my own issues, a'ight?

You my son.

Now, I ain't going to let nothing happen to you,

whether you like it or not.

What, nigga?

You the reason my mama dead in the first place, man.

What the fuck is you talkin' about?

Go on. Speak up.

Why the fuck would you let her be involved

in that type of life anyway?

Y'all on some fake Bonnie-and-Clyde-type shit.

Newsflash, nigga:

They died together.

And you still alive and she's still dead.

And you killed her.

That's what I thought.

You don't know me, motherfucker.

I ain't got shit more to say to you, nigga.

As far as I'm concerned, my mama and my daddy are dead.

Inmates, knock that shit off!

We're just best friends.

I said, "Knock that shit off."

Whatever you say, boss.

I got to talk to Cain.

Hey, where the fuck you going, bitch?

I need to talk to Cain.

Yo. Hold on.

I just wanted to say thank you

for what you tried to do for me.

Let's go, man.

[inmates cheering and whistling]

I'm tired of your motherfucking ass

not doing what the fuck I tell you.

Now, I'm about to show you what happens to bad bitches.

[Danny grunting and screaming]

CAIN: I had visitors last night.

Last night from who?

William.

Big Phil.

From the Southside?

We killed them years ago.

They're all dead.

I know.

But they still came by.

Nice to hear you again, Willie.

Hey, Cain?

I want to thank you

for getting my music back to me, man.

Any request?Surprise me.

Sure, Cain.

Sure, man.

CAIN: I know why you're here.

And I know who you are.

You're my sins.

Families I've destroyed.

My sins...

[saxophone playing]have finally caught up with me.

♪

♪

♪

Mr. Parker, I'm with the State.

I'm here to represent you.

I think you should plead guilty.

[mumbling]

I'm sorry, Mr. Parker. I can't hear you.

Get the fuck out of here!

Get the fuck out of here!

♪

Cain!

I need help on 2!

[pills rattling]

You need to take these.

For what?

Oh, you don't know?

Know what?

How long you got.

Man, I got 127 years.

Well, I got good news and I got bad news.

The good news is, uh,

that sentence is about to get a whole lot shorter.

The bad news is you got brain cancer.

What?

He's just a convict.

He's getting what he deserves.

[spits]

Well...

After that, how are you doing, Mr. Skinner?

How the fuck you think I feel?

I'm Dr. Zeltzer, your neurosurgeon.

[sighs] What a day.

I was successful

in getting your biopsy specimen.

But your tumor was just too large to completely remove.

It was about the size of a tangerine.

Man, what...?

[stammering]: What are you talking about?

Just give it to me straight, doc.

I'm sorry to have to say this to you, Mr. Skinner.

It doesn't look good.

I think you have about six months to live.

I'm truly sorry.

You're all out of favor with me, Cain.

I need one more.

I need to talk to my son.

Get him out of there.

Damn, man.

You really ought to start taking your pills.

[chuckles]

Baby, I ain't taking no pills.

Nah, man.

Them pills make me feel like a vegetable.

I'd rather feel the pain.

You know, the pain...

makes me feel alive.

I'm-a go out in pain.

All right, man.

Man, what the fuck is this, homie?

I need to talk to you, Ricky.

I'm not talking to you, nigga.Hey!

Who the hell do you think you're talking to?

Man, it's between me and my pops, nigga.

Don't tell me shit.Yeah, if you can

shut your mouth, you might learn something.

From this nigga here?What and you're smarter?

I'm definitely not dumber than this clown.

[chuckles]

Yeah, you're so smart, you ended up in here.

Shit, he in here, too.

Yeah, and he was a fucking asshole then, too.

But at least now, he's got experience on his side.

Amen.

Now, sit down.

Uh-uh.

Listen, I'm about half the size

of 90% of the inmates here.

But I guarantee you,

I am the last person you want to piss off.

Ricky, you need to shut up.

Can I have a minute alone with my son, please?

I'll be right outside.

When are you gonna get the point, my nigger?

I don't fuck with you. You don't mean shit to me.

I know that.

I know I ain't shit.

I know I don't mean shit to you.

I got the point.

So why you keep trying to talk to me then, man?

'Cause I ain't gonna be here much longer, that's why.

What, you getting transferred or something?

[chuckles]

Yeah, yeah, I'm going to get transferred.

Shit, good. That'll mean I don't have to deal

with your motherfucking ass no more.

Where are they sending you to anyway?

I got brain cancer.

What?

I got brain cancer.

Fuck!

Why you telling me this, man?

Huh? What, you want some sympathy from me

or something, homey?

No, no. No, me nigga.

Nigga, I don't want no sympathy.

We father and son.

My last days on this planet

I thought we could have a regular-ass conversation.

And I said all that shit

about you being dead to me and all that.

No, that shit is cool.

That shit is real cool.

I wasdead to you.

I wasn't therefor you.

I was dead to myself.

I was dead to my family.

You right.

I deserved that.

God works in mysterious ways.

I was a cancer to my family, so God blessed me with cancer.

That's how God works, son.

You're going to get back what you give out.

Now what you going to do?

Look, brothers,

God will forgive you for anything,

if you repent from your heart.

You got to do the shit from your heart.

You banged from your heart.

You got to repent from your heart.

Now, man-- he won't forgive you for shit.

Now, that's how man is.

You make one mistake on this fucking planet

and man's going to lock you up for life.

You feel me?

Yeah.Yeah.

Yeah.

Son...

you know I ain't going to say I know what love is

'cause I don't know if I ever loved anybody,

but, uh...

I feel something in my heart for you.

I ain't no bitch nigga.

I ain't going to say I love you.

I'm just going to say I feel something in my heart for you.

You feel me? Yeah, Pops.

[coughs]

Cain.

Here's the book you asked me about.

Cain, you all right in there?

Willie. Yeah?

Can you play something warm today?

Yeah, sure, man.

Sure.

[Cain coughing]

Spoke to your baby's mama.

They let you out the hole?

Yeah, warden gave me my one hour out here with you.

But I had to bring along company.

That's all right.

It hurt bad?

Yeah.

It takes a little while.

Then the pain goes away.

What they say? Like, how much longer?

Long enough.

Look, son...

I want you to promise me something.

You do your time here,

and you promise me you won't come back.

And you help someone not come here.

Fuck up the cycle.

Brother Cain...

I need to holler to ya for a tick.

So holler.

So I see you all getting along now.

That favor-- I need to collect.

What favor?

I ain't talking to you, nigga boy.

Watch your conduct, nigga.

So it's like that?

Yeah, it's like that. What the fuck you want?

My favor.

Speak on it.

I need some help getting some shit in here.

What kind of shit?

Same old shit.

Man, I'm in the hole 23 hours a day.

How am I going to get your shit in here?

Ain't my problem.

When you asked me for help,

I didn't ask, "How am I going to do that?"

I just got it done.

I got this shit, homey.

See?

Loyal soldiers.

Ain't nothing like them.

Some gay-ass nigga.

I got it, man. We on.

But after that, we done with this motherfucker, man,

on everything.

Do that, nigga.

♪ I'm on the block with my niggas, man ♪

♪ First time felons, parolees, straight business, man ♪

♪ I'm on the block with my niggas ♪

♪ Grit and the grind hustling trying to get some dough ♪

♪ I'm on the block with my niggas ♪

♪ Turning trees into black wood leaves... ♪

♪ I'm on the block with my niggas, y'all ♪

♪ Yeah, this is how we eat, this is how we know about ♪

♪ Late night, nigga, 320 35... [cell door buzzing]

Cain, you must take those pills.

You've got to be in an enormous amount of pain.

I ain't taking no pills.

I know it makes you feel out of it,

but you have to take them.

Shut up!

Cain, the pills aren't just for the pain.

Don't raise your fucking hands at me, motherfucker.

Get the fuck out my face.

I ain't taking no fucking pills.

Call the guards so I can get the fuck out of here.

Guards!

Blood of Jesus.

Blood of Jesus.

Blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus. The blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus.

What's up, Pop?

What's up, son?

What your doctor say?

It don't matter.

The Lord will never give you more than you can handle.

You remember that.

The life that I'm living is the life I was giving,

in Jesus' name, amen.

You know, son, this... this is a blessing in disguise.

This is God's way of allowing me to connect with my son.

Build a relationship.

I can dig it.

Pray with me?

Yeah, we could pray.

Your hand.

Lord Jesus, I thank you

for allowing me this time

on this planet to bond with my son,

in Jesus'... [gasps]

Pop! Pop!

Guard!

ZELTZER: He's heavily sedated.

How long you think this shit could last?

Can never tell.

Now, if... when he comes to,

needs to continue to take his meds.

All right.

So, they tell me you the motherfucker in here.

And you are?

The motherfucker on the outside.

Which means nothing to the motherfucker in here.

What if me and my boys on the outside

could triple your profit?

While I'm gonna carve a little something off the top

nice for myself, but just a little something,

'cause I ain't trying to be the motherfucker in here.

I just figured you'll remember and look out for a motherfucker

that can make something like that happen for you.

My motherfucker.

Was a good session today, man.

Think we're really getting to the kids.

You know, the life of crime, man,

ain't what it's all cracked up to be.

Land you in a place like this motherfucking hellhole.

Joe, psst.

Psst.

I need a favor.

Get this to my soldier, Derek.

Cain looking for you.

Cain is in the hole.

He talked to the warden

about letting use of that Pipeline program.

So, now, homey, you can have a meeting.

Yeah.

Brother Cain.

Hmm?

What's good?

I'm gonna move on someone.

Now, it ain't got nothing to do with your shit.

Who we talking about?

And why?

JD Parker.

Now, I ain't going into no details,

but nobody fucks with my son.

I'm doing business with JD.

Not anymore.

Is that right?

So, my word don't mean shit now?

[chuckling]

Your word ain't never meant shit to me.

That's why I had you come here alone.

I figured I was going to have to pull your card.

So, don't come in here, motherfucker,

acting like I didn't protect

your little punk ass back in the day.

You remember that?

Mm-hmm.

You're running shit 'cause I allow it.

Now, JD-- he a dead man.

And don't get it twisted.

Don't ever think a nigga like me

got to ask permission from a nigga like you

for anything.

It's time for y'all to put some work in.

That's what's up.

Cain, his motherfucking son, and Derek--

I want all dealt with.

Damn, big homey.

Cain is like a legend up in here.

You about to be history, nigga,

cheering that motherfucker on.

Get the fuck out of here.

Bitch ass.

You understand?

Now, I told you, nigga, you pay attention

to what the fuck I'm doing in this bitch.

You understand me?

I do, man.

DEREK: Make me look stupid up in this place.

You better get the word out.

I will. Just let me know.

No, I'll tell you when.

Go on. Get lost right now.

So, how my deal work out for you?

Better than expected.

I got your 25%.

Have a seat.

You know what? Let's make it 20.

Consider it a gift

for giving me the opportunity to do business with you.

So, here's the deal.

Here's what I'm going to do.

I'm going to let you have Ricky.

But Cain's crazy ass is going to come out after you.

Don't worry about that.

Got to do this right.

You know what I'm saying?

Cain's got some followers in here,

and war is bad for business.

So I'll set up when and where.

You take care of Ricky,

I'll take care of Cain's gorilla-looking ass,

and you and I will continue to make this money together.

Now, that's what's up.

Cain, I need the truth.

Everybody's being really hush-hush about this thing,

and I know it's coming.

I hear them drums in my head.

See, I live in the jungle, and I hear drums.

Them drums talk to me.

Storm's coming, baby,

but there ain't nothing you can do about it. Nothing.

I'm the one who's got the most to lose.

It's my son we're talking about.

We... we're talking about my son.

I know you like the back of my hand.

And I know that there is nothing

that you wouldn't do for your son,

including sacrificing yourself.

You can't do that.

But, now, you... you-you could separate them.

This is a prison, Cain.

Some of the most feared criminals run amok here.

We can't do that.

And that JD kid... [chuckles]

he's an assassin.

I can see it in his eyes.

You know what that means.

I got to kill JD.

No, no. Yeah.

That's not going to happen.

That's not going to happen in this prison.

And that's exactly the kind of behavior

that's going to put you right back in the hole.

Now, do you want that to be what I have to do?

You want to go back there?

I'm trying to be very, very patient with you, Cain.

Can I leave?

[scraping]

[scraping]

"Do not hide your face from me,

"or I will be like those who go down to the pit.

"Let the morning bring me word

of your un... unf... unfailing love."

[door opens and closes]

So, who is this?

JD is his name.

So, there's no other way we can get this quashed?

Not with my son's life on the line.

What's up with you?

Man, I just thought we were going

in different directions.

You know, we've been reading the Bible, praying,

trying to save each other's souls.

I just don't want to be evil no more.

For whatever reason.

It's not like I'm scared or nothing. Yo, yo.

You're one of the hardest gangsters I know.

I know you're not scared.

You've grown.

God has a way of sneaking up on you like that sometimes.

You're following a better leader than me.

I got this.

So, you got that business for me or what?

I got it handled.

Now what?

You tell me.

How about my boy that you killed?

Man, look, homey, I didn't kill nobody.

I was trying to get yourmotherfucking ass.

Well, you should have...

'cause when I say all I've been thinking about is getting you,

[chuckles] Ricky, I'm so happy to see you.

I ain't been thinking about nothin':

money, freedom, bitches.

Nothin', nigger. Just you.

I ain't mean to kill your partner, though.

If it's on, it's on.

We wouldn't even be in this shit

if you hadn't killed Mike, though.

At this point,

I don't give a fuck about what got us here.

All I care about is being here.

That's what you should be worried about.

Look, my nigga,

I told the homey wait till we see you.

Cuz just hopped out and started shooting.

I didn't mean to kill your partner.

That ain't really how I get down.

We goin' to see how you get down soon enough.

Whatever then, my nigga.

I tell you this though,

your mama, your daddy,

and your little funky-ass kids

standing over your casket, nigga,

looking at your dead, bloated body.

That's the lock

you just turned the key on.

[man coughing]

[Cain coughing]

What you doing here, Brenda?

It's my son.

He's locked up, Cain.

He's, he's in here with you.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I need you to look out for him while he's here, Cain, please.

I'm just a sinner trying to live a righteous life.

Cain, Cain, you're...

you're a fierce man.

You're a menace, Cain.

You're a boss.

Nobody dare crosses Cain Skinner.

Cain, are you still that man?

I'll see what I could do.

You remember when I left and went to Arizona?

When I left, Cain, I was pregnant.

I was carrying our baby.

What?

He's your son, Cain.

Our baby?!

He's your blood, Cain.

He's-he's all I got, Cain.

I need you to look after him, please.

His name is... his name is JD.

[sniffling] His name is JD Parker.

Cain... please?

[grunting]

[all clamoring]

Your boy Derek is dead.

Your son-- some shit about to go down with your son,

all the way down.

Troy-- he think he can just push motherfuckers around

and get away with that shit? Fuck that.

Boiler room.

What are you talking about?

None of your fucking business.

Hey, you're restricted!

Get back to your cell!

[all clamoring]

♪

[all clamoring]

[alarm beeping]

Peace.

Told you, son!

[clamoring continues]

[Cain gasps]

[groaning]

[alarm beeping continues]

Cain!

[weakly]: Brenda--

your mother--

came to visit me.

How do you know my mama?

I knew her for years.

You're my son.

And you'remy son.

JD: Pop!

[Cain grunting]

It's not your fault.

Don't let my sins fall on my sons' God.

You're brothers.

[breathing laboredly]

Pop?

Pop, Pop?

Pop, Pop!

[ballad playing]

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ Ooh... ooh-ooh-ooh

♪ My baby...

♪ Yeah-eah, yeah-eah

♪ Girl, I know that we've been stuck on me, yeah ♪

♪ But we still gonna make it

♪ Gonna make it

♪ Though it seem sometimes it's kinda hard ♪

♪ Girl, I'm addicted

♪ Yes, I'm addicted

♪ 'Cause lately, I keep thinking about your love ♪

♪ It's so amazing

♪ I can't help myself to think I'm goin' crazy ♪

♪ So, baby, hold on tight

♪ We gonna make it right

♪ 'Cause a perfect love takes the night ♪

♪ I know we goin' through situations ♪

♪ And how I'm so grateful

♪ So glad, I'm so thankful

♪ To have you by my side

♪ I know we have our differences ♪

♪ But I know we gonna make it

♪ And everything will be just right ♪

♪ As long as you're by my side

♪ Loving you is something unexplainable ♪

♪ Explainable

♪ I have been through so much, it's remarkable ♪

♪ It's remarkable

♪ So I feel like my heart is drifting away ♪

♪ And my luck ain't gonna last another day ♪

♪ Baby, please, convince me to stay ♪

♪ But lately, I've been thinking about the way ♪

♪ You've been treating me

♪ And it feels like we gonna change it down ♪

♪ Sweetly ♪ My baby ♪

♪ I know we'll get by

♪ So I'm gonna hold on until a perfect love takes the night ♪

♪ I know, we're going through situations ♪

♪ And how I'm so grateful

♪ Tell God I'm so thankful

♪ To have you by my side

♪ I know we have our differences ♪

♪ But I know we gonna make it

♪ And everything will be just right ♪

♪ To have you by my side

♪ I know we going through situations ♪

♪ And how I'm so grateful

♪ Tell God I'm so thankful

♪ To have you by my side

♪ I know we have our differences ♪

♪ But I know we gonna make it

♪ And everything will be just right ♪

♪ As long as you're by my side

♪ As long as you're by my side. ♪

Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH access.wgbh.org

♪ Yeah

♪ Go big

♪ Uh, jungle rock, see, see

♪ Please

♪ Listen, go put your jacket on ♪

♪ 'Cause the flow is cold

♪ I mean, it's scorchin' hot

♪ You could call the flow is stole ♪

♪ My kind of flow gets stole by every rapper out there ♪

♪ I ain't a rapper, Cutty, I can knock a rapper out ♪

♪ All these jabber mouths, itty-bitty bank accounts ♪

♪ That you almost got some change ♪

♪ But it almost doesn't count

♪ I'm gettin' you fat 'cause I'm a fan, and you a rat ♪

♪ You a fan, I'm like a terrorist ♪

♪ Without the fucking wrap on my head, who needs a pen? ♪

♪ I just wrote this fucking rap in my head ♪

♪ To get where I'm at, I shed tears and I bled ♪

♪ Anybody hatin', I'm gonna fill 'em full of lead ♪

♪ And anybody fakin', get for real, shit ♪

♪ I cut the grass a long time ago ♪

♪ Now I'm in the Lear jet changing up the climate dough ♪

♪ Shit, I'm like a pot of gold ♪

♪ Wait, I mean, a pot of platinum ♪

♪ Every time I drop a flow

♪ Listen, I'm a monster you gots to deal with it ♪

♪ If I'm in the posse, you boy is real with it ♪

♪ Every time they spit it, they gonna rip that shit ♪

♪ Check it, go big all up in this bitch ♪

♪ Listen, I'm a monster, you gots to deal with it ♪

♪ Far from in the posse, your boy gets real with it ♪

♪ Every time we spit, we gonna rip that shit ♪

♪ Check it, go big all up in this bitch ♪

♪ Every single night I make a single, right? ♪♪ Every night ♪

♪ It's like every single day I make a hit to play ♪

♪ I'm the young Cassius Clay

♪ Make way♪♪ Make way, the champ is here

♪ So fly that he in another atmosphere ♪

♪ I'm still dug in, I'm still grinding ♪

♪ Still grinding ♪ I'm still jungle rockin'

♪ I'm still shining, still climbin' ♪

♪ Till like I get more of them Krispy Kreme ♪

♪ I'm gonna put love in the fat-looking Krispy Klean ♪

♪ These faggots don't know nothin' ♪

♪ Because we make in a day what you make in a month ♪

♪ Motherfuckers can't stop me. ♪