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Get away you son of a bitch, man!

Get away! Dude, chill the fuck out, man. Stop it! Stop it! Help me, guys!

Help! Help me, guys! Help me! What the fuck, man?

Ek, chill out, dude.

Ek, look at me. Dude, relax. This shit is going to help you.

- Go back to where you came from! - What the fuck?

Where's the dog? We came with a dog!

- Guys, chill the fuck out! - I'm chill, dammit!

She doesn't have lovers

She has guys by the dozens

She prefers to date gentlemen

That sounds like shit, bro. Hold up.

That one likes to dance...

- All good, man? - Yeah, man.

This is the one. I swear, bro.

- Do it. This is the one. - Go.

She doesn't want lovers She wants to start rumors

She wants things to be even more better

What the fuck is this, bro?

Things to be more...

Should we take five minutes, chief?

Ugly, I'm not trying to rush you, man, but we don't have much time left, dude.

- I know. - I'm not trying to rush you either,

but Walter's busting my balls about the tracks.

What's up with him? He's so intense.

What can I say?

I don't know, this has never happened to me before.

To me it has. It's called a creative block.

Check it out, man. It's not like you are an ATM, bro.

This thing is to keep going and going until we get it, man.

The market doesn't wait. If we don't get this done now, we're fucked.

What did I say? What did I say? You can't smoke your shit in here.

This is a place of business, man.

So pick up, the next band's here.

Fucking potheads. I've had it with this shit.

What the fuck? Should I slap him to chill him out, or what?

What the fuck? Stop messing around, bro.

- We're using that. What the fuck? - Fuck that.

- What are you going to do, tough guy? - We still have ten minutes.

Fuck that, bro. We came to sample some shit.

What's your fucking problem?

Ugly... Ugly...

Did they kick in already?

No. Not yet, man.

Mushrooms don't kick, friend. They caress.

Hey, man. Are these the good ones?

I mean, we came so that Ugly could open his third eye and catch a good vibe.

Chill, man. The mushrooms work on their own time.

Mycelium time.

The what?

An underground network that connects all fungi on Earth.

And, therefore, all living things. Imagine an internet in nature.

But instead of memes and porn, it has all the universal truths.

All of them.

Give me some of yours, Data.

Bubble, don't be a pain in the ass.

Holy shit...

No fucking way.

You good?

Nope.

This shit is a waste of time.

Had we taken advantage of this day...

Hear that?

Hi, doggy.

Come on, he wants to show us something.

Data!

What the fuck?

Easy-E?

You wish you could see that guy.

Dad?

That's right. I'm your daddy.

No way. Trojans.

What are you doing here, pa?

I live here now, my Ugly.

Here, in the forest?

Don't say crap like that. In your heart.

So good to fucking see you, man.

What's with this that you have a creative block?

What the fuck is that!

Yeah, man. It's fucked up, dude.

That's why I'm here, useless motherfucker.

Come on, follow me.

Can't we fix this shit here, homie?

They're brand new.

It doesn't matter. You can get new ones later.

With the stacks you got from Ceviches.

- How do you know about that, man? - I told you, I know everything.

I also know you jerked off to an Andrea shoe catalog.

Come on, man. That's what we have porn for.

You aren't thirteen anymore.

So what? It had some nice pictures, dude.

It's cool.

Wait up for me, dog.

Asshole.

You fucked up, Bubble?

Fucked up off what, man? I've gotten higher off Tylenol.

Hey man, you're fucking with me, aren't you?

Don't be an asshole, bro! I gave you a bunch of money, dude!

No way, bro. What do you mean? Your friends are tripping.

I don't know why your tolerance is so high.

Let me tell you something, dude.

If these things don't fuck me up, I'm going to lose my tolerance on you.

- What are you looking at, dumbass? - No, nothing, man. I'm sorry.

Okay, sorry, man. I get really passionate sometimes, man.

Alright, it's not that big of a deal. I said I'm sorry.

Ek?

What the fuck are you doing, bro?

- What the fuck, bro? - What the fuck is wrong with you?

Stop fucking around, dude! Hold on, what the hell, man!

I'm going for help, man. Don't trip out, man.

This guy lost his mind. I mean, what the fuck, man?

He's crazy, bro. Flex!

Close your eyes.

No way.

Check this one out.

Dude...

You can hear the atoms.

Do you notice...

how nature generates its own beats?

Sometimes we forget that the neighborhoods used to be forests.

All this. Nature.

That's cool.

I never thought about it that way.

What an idiot.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Dumbass.

Give it some time, man. Sometimes the ideas just don't flow.

Doesn't matter how many joints you smoke or how much you meditate.

Sometimes, what you have to do is clear your mind.

That's it, Data.

You're a fucking genius, woman. We have to take a journey on mushrooms.

Dude, I didn't mention mushrooms.

I think it's better to get more studio time, bro. Right?

And we don't mess with Adán Cruz.

Okay, guys. Think about it, man. This is an issue we have to fix with...

with something metaphysical. Right?

We can unblock Ugly and have a good time. Right?

Honestly, it doesn't seem like the worst plan in the world, man.

That's right.

- I'm in, man. - Really?

Fuck yeah, bro.

I'm going to put together the best trip of your lives, guys.

Whatever, man.

Hell yeah.

Data!

Flex!

Don't leave me alone, assholes!

Fucking Ugly, man. This shit is fucked up, dude.

I have a weapon, man.

Ma'am, I'm so happy I found you.

You wouldn't believe that Hector is bad tripping worse than Chihiro.

We came to take some shrooms, you know. Chill out.

It's just that he's a big pussy.

He got crazy because I made a big deal for a second.

I don't know why those things didn't kick in.

It's not like I'm all fucked up? Not at all.

Excuse me, ma'am. Are you real?

Or did those things caress me already?

Don't go just like that. Don't bail on me.

You see?

The dog is our spiritual guide.

He brought us out here to see the body of this dead fox.

It's a sign.

Wait, wait. A sign of what?

The body represents the Ugly crew.

You're saying the project is dead?

No, just that it has to return to its essential nature.

Like the fox.

Flex...

What the fuck? You left without saying anything.

It's not true that this hasn't happened to Ugly.

That guy gets blocked up all the time.

Before we would smoke a joint,

eat some tacos, listen to Young Thug.

It was a matter of him loosening up.

And now I feel him very distant. We aren't connected anymore.

Flex, Ugly trusts you more than anyone, bro.

Give him some time. He's under a lot of pressure.

That's right.

- Flex, I wanted to ask you... - Bro...

What?

Nothing, forget it.

Flex...

- What's up with Walter? - What's it to you?

No, nothing. Forget it.

We were all fucked up and I really liked him.

So what? What is it?

Isn't it obvious?

Flex, I...

Come on, let's go.

We have to follow him.

Trojans.

Dude, hold up, man.

Damn, bro.

Couldn't you unblock the damn grass trail over there?

Look at my sneakers. I've been saying...

- Alright, man. - Where are we going?

Stop whining, Ugly.

That mental block shit is for rich kids. What?

When have you seen your mom stop hustling

because she didn't feel inspired?

Or when has Mrs. Wendy

stopped selling sandwiches just because she had no rhymes?

It's not the same, dude.

Of course it's the same. Rap is your job, dude.

It's your little shop. And for a shop to run,

you have to open the doors every single fucking day. Right?

I'm fucking hungry, bro.

No way, man. Hell yeah.

Listen to me, kid.

There are three types of people in this world.

Those who want something to happen, those who dream something will happen,

and those who do something to make things happen.

Which one are you?

Damn dude, did you just come up with that?

No. Jordan said it.

It's called "Your Big Fat Booty."

And it's really cool to bring a new sound that's more commercial

and dance appealing.

That's why we went with Trippy.

What are you cooking for us?

Honestly, it doesn't look great.

But since I'm really hungry, so I'll have some.

Yes ma'am, I think we're understanding each other, right?

Let's see.

You know what? You're right.

What I need is just to relax a little. Right?

Trojans!

Trojans!

Come on, man...

Triana?

What the fuck? Why don't you ever answer my messages?

Because you're nobody, baby.

But we can change that.

Yeah?

Do you want to eat it?

The Big Fat Booty.

Do you want to eat it, Ugly?

Eat the whole thing.

Eat the whole thing.

Eat all of it dammit!

Eat the whole thing, Ugly!

Eat it.

Eat all of it.

Fuck that!

Eat the whole thing! Eat it!

Eat the whole damn thing!

Eat all of it!

Eat it now! I told you to eat it! Eat it!

Eat all of it! Eat it!

I said eat it!

Eat it! Eat it! Eat all of it!

Eat it!

No way!

Listen, lady. Honestly, I really like you.

But will you help me or not?

I don't have time to just get all fucked up like an idiot.

If I don't save that asshole Ek, I'll get blamed for the whole thing

because Ugly won't get unblocked and all because I'm here drinking,

snorting, and smoking like an asshole. So, you're judging me?

You're just going to stare at me? Fuck you then.

I don't need you. Go fuck yourself.

What's this?

Should I take it to him?

Right on.

Thank you very much, ma'am.

I knew you would help me. Take good care, okay?

Hey lady...

Seriously though, are you real?

Right on.

Fuck.

No fucking way.

No way...

Flex, we have to talk.

I'm not good at this, you know?

Relationships and all that shit, it's not my thing.

But...

I have feelings for you.

All I want to know is if you feel the same way

or if it's just me tripping,

because if I'm wrong...

well, it's all good.

We can keep on being friends, work together and keep on crushing it...

Data, I like you.

Like a lot.

- Son of a bitch! What the fuck? - It's Bubble.

Look who it is.

Took you long enough, bitch.

Fuck off.

You left me in the middle of the fucking forest, asshole.

Stop your whining, freaking Ugly. This is all part of the process, dude.

Haven't you seen Boyz in the Hood? Morpheus, Cuba Gooding Jr.?

Why are we here?

You focus on the painting, but don't pay attention to the ink.

You see the forest, but you don't see the tree.

You just think about yourself, man.

About the jewelry, the DM's from Triana, do they see me or not.

All that bullshit, son. The work is right here, with your people.

I miss you so much, dog.

I have no idea what I'm going to do without you.

Relax, homie. It's better this way.

Me against the world.

I got this.

Come on, Ugly.

You don't get it, do you?

You have the best crew in your corner.

They brought you to the forest to get high, bro.

That's what this whole trip is all about.

You can eat the "booty," but you don't have to do it alone.

Chill the fuck out!

- It's Bubble. - You going?

Fuck you. My Jordans got all fucked up, bro.

- Should I go barefoot? - Chill, papi.

The Jordans are in here.

Check it.

I'm the man.

That's right.

Son of a bitch, man! Help me!

Fuck this! Help me, guys! Help me!

What the fuck, man!

Ek, chill out, dude.

Ek, dude, look at me. Dude, relax. This shit is going to help you.

- Get away from me, demons! - What the fuck!

- Where's the dog? We came with a dog. - Alright, look guys. Chill the fuck out.

I am chill, dammit!

Help me!

Let go!

Let go of me! Let go of me!

Open your mouth, bro.

There.

- All of it, man. - What is that?

When have I failed you, papi?

Forgive me, man. I'm sorry.

I'm so cold.

It's okay. There you go, man.

Papi Bubble is going to take care of you.

What happened to your sneakers?

I had to leave them in the forest, they got filled with mud.

- That sucks. - That sucks, man.

How'd it go for you guys?

- Cool. - I have an idea for the video.

And the cover.

Ugly and Trippy here in tracksuits, all in white, super cool, bro.

In the middle of a forest of gigantic mushrooms

in the shape of bootys, man.

- That's it, Data. - I prefer not to remember mine.

We're all good here, man. Thanks.

Okay, I'll tell you.

First, my soul left my body and I...

I turned into an old lady that was bathing in Tonayan.

After that, I woke up in the form of a dog

and a pair of lovers were chasing me.

And then...

I was on top of a mountain

and I could see everything, like an eagle.

Then, I came back to my most primary form.

First a small monkey, then a fetus...

then an egg, then a cell, and then...

Alright, homie. We get it, bro. It's cool.

Hey guys, I really love all of you, man.

For real, thanks for this whole thing.

We're family, Bubble.

Family. Family.

Hell yeah, man. Thanks, bro.

So, what's the deal, Flex? Should we stop fucking around or what?

- Give me a beat right, I'm ready. - Alright. Let's go get the gear.

That was really fun. Thanks, Bubble.

Hell yeah, Datush.

Hell yeah. My family.

Fucking Bubble, man.

She wants me to take her out I'll do whatever for that big booty

She's not the same now Diamonds and gems

All natural, no implants I hit her up

Paid big for a bottle

Mami, if you want to get loose I ain't asking

I'll get close to you And get you grinding

She shakes her hips Hands on the wall

Man, can she move She moves me

She used to be romantic But now she only wants to show it

If she changes position I know what to do

If the club is dark No one will see us, fortunately

She used to be romantic But now she only wants to do it

Now she's such a mamacita Stop showing off

Leave us by ourselves

If you ask me to come get you I'm going to pick you up

Are you thinking what I'm thinking When you dance like that

And press up against me

You like drinking Goose And I'm into Patrón

But I'm just really into you

Are you thinking what I'm thinking When you dance like that

And press up against me

You like drinking Goose And I'm into Patrón

But I'm just really into you