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-So how much do you normally put in? Is that all right? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Really get it in there.
That's it. See what you've done there, that's good. You got the flick right.
-Pukka. -Yeah. If you need any help, here's a...
-OK. Yeah, OK. -See that? I'll pop that there for ya.
-Oh, shit. I've found a grey hair. -Grey hair? What?
-Where? -Shall I pull 'em out?
"Them"? You just said it was a grey hair. What d'ya mean, them?
No, I reckon embrace it, like silver fox, Lineker-style.
Lineker! He's bollocks comparing to me.
Jesus Christ! We need to sort this out. It's my wedding day.
OK, just don't get all hot and bothered, cos the gel's gonna run.
Fuck's sake! Lineker?
Clooney, if anything.
Check the bathroom, see if there's any hair dye.
Hello, guys. You all right? How are ya? I'm best man, by the way,
just in case you didn't know. Yeah, you're welcome. Take a seat.
And if you are religious, please kneel on the cushions. Thank you.
Grindah chose me to be his best man...
which means I'm better than everyone at the wedding.
-Well, apart from me, mate. -Yeah, apart from Grindah, obviously.
How you doing, Paul? It's Grindah's dad.
He's well safe. Cameraman, come on, you need to get a photo of my and Grindah's dad.
Yeah, go on, you can just... There you go.
-Cheers. See ya in a bit. -Lovely, all right.
-See ya. -Nice one.
Can't wait to bang this bit out.
This is the best bit. The beginning of your whole life.
For you, because you don't really have a life, innit?
Listen, no one gives a shit about some weird church where you're going,
"Meh, let's, like, sing hymns and do weird promises and that."
-The main bit ain't the God bit, the main bit's the after party. -Yeah.
Grindah did this proper clever thing, where instead of having a wedding after party,
he was, like, dead that, let's have the Kurupt FM daytime rave.
Exactly. So think about it. Not only are we gonna have all the ravers and that there,
but you're gonna have all the wedding guests as well.
It's got the potential to be one of our biggest sets to date.
Probably get a shit load of bookings off the back of this.
It's a very special day for us.
-[director] I see you're looking forward to it. -[both] Yeah.
No sign of Miche, no?
-I'm calling her now. -Sweet.
What's going on with your hair, anyway?
-Nothing going on with my hair. -Straight to voicemail.
If there's anything wrong with my hair, it's cos Beats done it instead of Miche.
-Oh, yeah, that must be it, man. -Yeah, it is it, man!
So mouthy.
-She ain't picking up. -Leave a message.
-Shall I call back? -Call back, leave a message.
Say it's an emergency. Say something horrible's happened or something.
Hi, Michelle. It's, er, Kevin.
Unfortunately, your nan's had a slight stroke.
So if you can get down here as quick as possible, that'd be great. Thank you.
How's my shininess? Do we need a bit more powder?
-No, it's fine. -Hold on.
Where's Roche? She's meant to be my Maid of Honour.
One of the biggest surprises on the wedding day is what the bride looks like.
And obviously you look your very best in white, it shows off your tan.
Please don't mess up my hair. I don't want anything else to go wrong. It's taken so long.
In my dreams, I'll go in and Grindah will just weep.
I just want him to cry. I just want him to see that I look so beautiful it hurts his eyes.
["Wedding March" plays]
You know, he can barely say his vows because he's just so overcome with emotion.
[Chabsie] Control it, Stevie. Calmly, calmly.
[Miche] Oh, my God, fuck off!
Grindah got a pony! You got the pony!
-Yeah. -I cannot wait to marry you!
-Same, so hurry up. -Sorry, we did discuss this. You need to be on that side.
I'll do the walk again. I'd prefer the photos to be on that side, if that's all right.
-What's going on? -OK, so we're gonna reset, guys. Is that OK?
-Yeah. -[Chabsie] OK, turn the pony round, Stevie.
-No worries. -Yeah.
-It's quite a tight space for it to turn. -Flick its head.
Well, my dream was always to have a pony at the wedding,
cos it's quite, like, a religious symbol, isn't it, the pony?
Jesus got on the horse and rode to the Cross and that kinda thing.
I want that at the wedding, so you're really in touch with God.
And also it just looks good in the photos.
-Turn her. You turn. -Come on, everyone stand up!
["Wedding March" plays]
-Are you smiling? -Oh, yeah.
[Grindah] Fuck, yeah, she looks banging.
[Chabsie] Easy, easy.
-Can he go up stairs? -Yeah, he can go up stairs.
-Are you sure? -Can he go down stairs? Don't wanna get ourselves in trouble.
Right, everyone sit down, come on! Thank you.
You look different. Have you dyed your hair?
Nah, it's cos I used different gel, so that's probably what it is.
-Well, you look stunning. -Ah, come on, look at you. You do too.
-Ah, thank you. -Let's just bang this out as quick as we can though, yeah?
Yeah.
First, I'm required to ask
if anyone knows of any reason why these persons should not be married?
Speak now or forever hold your peace.
Can we just speed this up? Cos I've got some DJs coming down in a bit.
-Yeah, cool. -OK, all right?
-Ah! -Please repeat after me.
I, Michelle Louise Coleman.
I, Michelle Louise Coleman.
Take you, Anthony Zografos.
Take you, Anthony Zografoff.
-"Zografos" is the correct... -Zografos.
How about you just let us say it without having to repeat it?
-Cos it will save on time that way, innit? -Cut out the middle man.
I want the priest, cos God signs it off, doesn't he, so...
-So we need her. -All right then, well, let's just speed it up, if you can.
-Can we just go for it? -Push the set time back 20 minutes.
-OK, cool. -Please repeat after me.
-Yeah. -I, Anthony Zografos.
I, Anthony Zografos.
Take you, Michelle Louise Coleman.
Take you, Michelle Louise Coleman.
-To be my lawfully... -[ringtone]
-Sorry. -Could you all put your phones on aeroplane mode, please?
Carry on. You guys keep them on, it's fine. Ah, right, so let's go.
-Shall I text you back or...? -[Beats] No!
-Ssh! Keep it down. Ready and... -Could we have the rings, please?
Yeah, sure.
-You're on. -One ring to rule them all!
-Come on, hurry up. -"Lord of the Rings".
Yeah, I know. Down on your knee.
-On my knee? -Yeah.
-Go on. -OK.
-No, I don't... -Thank you.
-And then, slide that one. -Cheers.
Ah! Thanks, mate. Lovely, wasn't it?
And by the power vested in me and by the Church of England,
I now pronounce you husband and wife.
-Ah, thank God for that. -Oh, my God, it's actually official!
[cheering and applause]
OK, everyone, settle down, please.
Thanks very much everyone for putting up with that.
We are running a little bit behind schedule,
so if you can get out of here as quick as you can,
bang out some photos and straight to the main event.
-[Beats] Thank you! -Thank you. Keep it Kurupt.
Amen. Let's go people. Watch your backs.
-Come on, everyone out. Get out! -[Grindah] Carol, hurry up.
It's not all about you, you old slag. [laughs]
-Where are you going? -I'm just gonna get the bucket.
Get the bucket, it's gonna shit everywhere.
[director] Where did the pony come from?
Chabuddy G can get you whatever you want, mate.
If you want a pony, I'll get you a bloody pony. Look at that.
When it drops, it's gonna be a bloody epic shit, mate.
She's due one any minute. She had a McDonald's on the way here.
I don't judge. You wanna pony, I'm not gonna ask what for, you know?
Up to you, mate. I look the other way, as long as I get my, you know?
As long as I get paid, mate, you can fuck a pony, I don't care.
Eat some grass if you want.
All right, ladies and gentlemen, the bride and groom, Miche and Grindah!
[cheering]
But not in the eye, not in the eye!
Oh, kick him while he's down!
And then stomp the balls in!
[director] What do you expect then from Beats as best man?
I need him to make sure whenever there's a minute where it's boring, he brings it back up.
I need him to be organised. I need him to be on the ball.
-Filofax. -Filofax, if he needs one, like.
-You got the gold mic for later, yeah? -Yeah, man, of course.
Sweet. Good man.
Steves, come on, I need to chat to you.
I fucking left Grindah's gold mic at the station and we need it for the party.
-Shit! You left his gold mic? -Yeah.
-I could run back to radio. -Please, yeah.
Get Beats in. Where's Beats?
All right, sweet. I'll meet you there in a minute.
-Thanks, Steves. -Beats?
-Sorry, guys. -Steves, we'll get you in in a minute.
I've just gotta run back to radio. I left something on.
-What? -I left something on! I think the oven's on.
Do you want the bridesmaids in on this one as well?
Yeah. Angel, come on, let's get some more pictures.
Ah, yeah, Angel can, yeah. Put your arm around me.
-You're not in this one. -Great.
-So they can see you, all right. -Come in a little bit closer.
[Miche] The photos are really important,
cos there'll definitely be magazines and newspapers wanting to buy
all the pictures up, or websites, you know, whoever wants them, really.
Miche, is it not a bit morbid, by a gravestone?
Three, two, one.
But I definitely think that some people want them,
cos it's a big moment for me and the music industry.
-Miche, come on. -Did you get it?
-Mum, you take pictures easy. -What are you doing?
-How long are you gonna be? -Five minutes.
Address is on the flyer, so...
Also, set times have been pushed back, so quick as you can, people.
Hello, gorgeous. Who's a gorgeous girl? Yeah, are you waving?
-Oh, getting on so well. -Clever girl.
I'll just take her back from you at the next venue, yeah?
No, you're all right. Do you wanna go back to Mummy?
Look at that, no response. Yeah, she's happier with you.
Dirty federalies.
Fucking hell!
What the fuck are they doing? Outside the flat, innit?
Better get out. It's the fucking feds.
-Get in the house to get the rest down there. -Fucking hell!
Fucking come downstairs! You're so big with your massive camera.
-Does anyone wanna take the baby? -Why ain't she with the baby?
-Have you seen Roche? -Come on.
-Can you get the door for me? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-Come on, quick as you can. -We're leaving.
-Gotta get it all in, so give me a hand. -Exactly. Quick as you can.
-Oh, thank you. -Ah!
-Come on, mate. -Oh, shit, I didn't think you were getting in.
-You normally get in the front. -Yeah, it's all that traditional bollocks though, innit?
-Yeah. -You're my lovely, gorgeous hubby, aren't you?
-Come and give wifey a kiss. -OK. [laughs]
Aaah!
-Come on, Decoy. -All right.
[Tanya] Wait, wait, guys! Guys, where is Roche?
Whoa, Nellie!
Come on, you. Good girl.
Ah, look at you. I used to have a pony when I was little.
Hey. Well...
♪ Let's do it, ride it ♪
♪ My pony ♪
-[they laugh] -Is that a song?
Yeah, it's about riding a pony.
But I think it's a metaphor, actually.
I think in the song the pony is his penis.
-Oh, right. -But in this case I'm talking about my actual pony.
Or whichever you prefer, you know?
[Chabsie] Weddings are a really great place to find love.
There's a lot of older women there, starting to get broody, lowering their standards.
Their biological clock is ticking. Time is running out for them
and I'm just there to remind them of that.
Tick-tock, tick-tock. "Hi, Chabuddy."
[police chatting indistinctly]
-I think that's the lot. -Come on, let's go. That's enough of this.
Jesus!
-What, we're here already? -Come on, Decoy.
-Up to the corner, mate. -Up to the corner, Decoy.
Up to the corner, Decoy!
-[Miche] Lot of people here, aren't there? -Fair people.
-Easy, boys. -Easy.
-Who are they? -Two of my mates, isn't it?
Well, you are so popular, aren't you? Love it.
People only go to weddings cos they have to.
So I'm trying to switch that vibe up for my team.
I want people to want it, like, "I can't wait for the wedding next Friday."
Like, you'd say about a rave.
-Miche? -Oh!
Craig David sort of shit. Everyone got their flyers, yeah?
And then they can go to the wedding, deal with all the bollocks
and then go to the after party and just go, "Sick!"
And then all they remember from that wedding...
is how sick Kurupt FM were.
[gasps] Oh, my God!
-Fucking sick, innit? -Ah, it's perfect.
Hold on, did you just say perfect? Wait till you see what else I got.
Personalised cake. I've done a few additions as well.
-It's stunning. -[Carol] Wow, Miche, that is nice, innit?
-So nice, innit? Three tier. -The bridegroom only looks like Decoy, don't he?
-No, not really. -Yeah, he does.
Always said if you didn't marry Decoy, I will. Innit, Decoy?
-That's inappropriate for today. -Looks nothing like Decoy.
-I've got the Mediterranean colouring. -Hair feels a bit different.
So, do you guys want an hand?
-It's fine, honestly. -You sure?
-Yeah, yeah. -All right.
What are you gonna play, then?
Do it a bit of bhangra if you want. [laughs]
All right, yeah. I'm up for anything, you know me.
-You know that, Decoy, don't ya? -Yeah, all too well.
All right, babe. I got no gag reflex, you know?
Yeah.
Our people are all coming in now.
-Who are they? I don't know her, do I? -There's free food and that.
Thank you. Good.
-Have you got a flyer? -What, if we didn't, would you not let us in?
-Everyone needs a flyer, Roche. -Sorry about all that bit, like,
waiting out there, but it's gonna be popping off soon, yeah?
-Will we go and find mummy? -Thank you.
-Is your wife in there? -Have you got a flyer?
Are you joking? I'm standing here holding your baby.
-No flyer, no entry, that's the policy. -No, where is your wife?
Hi, thank you, cheers.
Where's your mummy? Where is she? Where did she go?
[director] So are you a fan of weddings?
I'm not a massive fan of weddings, no.
They are a good place to dump your baby on to other people though, so...
I've given her half a banana. I don't even know what to do.
-Goodness. -Do you wanna?
Yes.
We actually said that this is gonna be our last one together.
-Babies are proper draining, innit? -Yeah!
-All right, go to Craig. -[baby cries]
Oh, there we go. Good.
Are they from the bar downstairs? Can we get...
-Nah, listen, they're all bloody fans of yours. -It's weird cos it's my wedding
-and I don't know who the people are, it feels so funny. -They think you're beautiful.
-[director] Do you know everyone at the reception then? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everyone at the reception are all my friends and...
We had the family at the first bit, friends come later
-for the rave party sort of thing. -Reception.
Reception. Yeah, rave reception.
Sorry about all the weird wedding shit. The rave's gonna pop off soon.
-You've met some... -What, they were your mates?
No, exactly. I can't have mates and not know them.
-Quite strange, it's our wedding. -No! [laughs]
[Steves sighs] Look at this.
We ain't done anything wrong. It's just everything.
Grindah's gonna be fuming about this.
Sick. Still got the whiteboard.
So at least we know what we're doing.
All around you there's people that are trying to get you
and you always have to be thinking about that, so you have to make sure you're secure.
You've gotta make sure, when you're in the street, you're ready to run at any time.
Yes!
Too clever for 'em. Hid it in the safe.
It's the way it is. You get caught slipping, they will take everything they can.
Fuck!
All my nan's money's gone.
They've taken it.
All right, we just gotta go. We got the mic, let's just fucking...
Bill a zoot on the way. Just block it out.
[whispers to himself]
Being a best man, it's a big responsibility.
-Fast and furious... -Kevin, mate.
-You're needed upstairs. -Is it?
And I get nervous talking to people that I've never spoken to before.
-Can I get a picture? -Thank you, thank you, thank you.
To be honest, writing a best man's speech is, like,
probably one of the hardest things I've ever done.
Er, first of all, I just wanted to apologise to everyone
that didn't realise this was a wedding thing.
Just bear with us, yeah? I've prepared a few words.
So here goes.
When we first met, I knew you would be,
my best mate and the best MC in the galaxy.
Putting my feelings about Grindah
into lyrics that rhyme...
Yeah, I have told him it doesn't have to rhyme.
-Yeah, but, everything sounds better when it rhymes, Roche. -Does it?
Dealing with radio beefs, putting Angel to sleep.
The power of our friendship is fast and furious levels of deep. Yeah?
-Mm. Yeah. -I know you'll be happy, your family too,
because every family needs a leader like you.
Erm... So give me a bell whenever you need me.
You're the best mate I could ever have.
Sincerely yours, Colonel Beatty.
-[trickle of applause] -Thank you. To Grindah!
-And Miche. -Oh, and Miche, as well.
-Brilliant. Really good. -Smashed that.
[emotionally] I just wanna say...
No, I'm good, don't.
[coughs] That was beautiful.
Just wanna say that I'm in this for life.
Yeah? Like, even if we get divorced or whatever,
once I've calmed down and I'm not fuming at you any more,
I'd probably marry you again at the drop of a hat.
Aw, thank you.
-Clap then. -[applause]
Angel, do you wanna say a few words? Tell everyone how proud you are of Mummy and Daddy?
-Go on, Angel. -Show 'em your star quality, go on. Say it loudly.
Thank you for coming. I hope you have a nice wedding party.
-[Grindah] Bless her! -[loud applause]
The speech, mate, I absolutely shelled it.
Best one of the day. Not to be too harsh on Angel.
Probably quite disappointed in herself, you know, like.
I'd probably give myself a solid ten,
and I'd give her two, at a push.
[director] So you think that's...
Two, just because she made the effort.
OK, Mr Decoy!
Run the riddim!
-[music plays] -Oh, my God, you did it, you picked my best tune!
Yeah, cos you said you liked it.
-Thank you. -Yeah, is it? All right.
-[Miche] We are the fairytale romance, aren't we? Yeah. -[Grindah] Yeah, we are.
Well, not fairytale, cos that shit ain't real, but more just real life.
-It's our love story. -Shoulda done the marriage ages ago.
Don't know why I was being all weird about it.
-You get married and then you live happily ever after. -Exactly.
-It's easy. Simple as that. -Yeah.
-Do I do it? No. -Just carry on.
[gunshots play, gun loads]
-Oh, my God! You wrote me my own song? -Yeah.
-This is insane. -Well, Decoy did, but...
Ladies and gentlemen, the official Decoy wedding dub play remix!
Get us skanking.
Looks like I'm shooting you in the head.
[Miche] We haven't got a honeymoon planned yet,
cos Grindah doesn't really like anywhere hot, or cold.
So we haven't really got any choices, but we're just gonna be really happy, I think.
That's it. With no more worries, we're just gonna enjoy the rest of our days together.
Where's my gold mic? I'm not using this.
I got your mic.
I need to talk to you, man.
-What? -I need to talk to you.
-No, Steves, help us clear the tables. -It's important, man.
Yeah, tell me later.
-It's about radio. -Not now.
I don't like secrets. I don't like having that thing,
you know, that weird feeling when you have a secret inside you and, like,
you can't say it. I hate that. I'm all about the truth.
Bruv, I need to talk to you, seriously.
Steves, stop. Shut up!
-Sorry. -You're getting in his head.
It makes me feel weird and I'm not a secrets guy,
you know, I'm a truth-seeker.
This is gonna be the best night of your life.
-Standard news. -I am the best MC you have ever heard in your whole entire life.
-Ever. -Hold tight! Steves!
I think it's time to show them who the best MC in the galaxy is.
[they start freestyling]
[Beats] This ain't one of them daytime raves where you do yoga and have smoothies...
-None of that. -And a weird DJ in East London. It's a proper daytime rave.
Know what I'm saying? Listen, you'll feel like it's night-time, know what I mean?
Like, proper tunes and that. Blazing, bare chicks.
-Yeah, bare chicks. -Trust me.
-And no mum's with kids in the rave. Like, dead that. -Get out!
-This is pure corruption in its purest format. -Exactly.
-But Miche and Angel will be there, won't they? -That's their wedding, innit?
Come on, girls. Come on, Angel. Wooh!
What's up, chicks?
Chabuddy, by the way. No worries.
What material is that shirt?
Is it nylon?
Is it nylon? Is that nylon?
No worries.
[baby cries]
Is she out here? Where'd she go?
Roche, there you are. I thought you were going for a dance.
Yeah, I was. Er, just... Oh, I can't. I'm smoking.
-She's your baby. -All right. Come here, darling.
-There you go. -All right. Thanks, Susan.
Well, that was a little bit of freedom, wasn't it?
Ssh, not now, Steves.
Steves, what are you doing on stage? We're in the middle of a set. Get off the stage!
Sorry about that, people.
I wasn't the one trying to interrupt man when I'm in my lyrical zone.
All right, boys? Decoy!
Oh, come on, Decoy, for fuck's sake!
I ain't come in two months.
All right?
Ah, Steves, you couldn't take her for a minute, could ya?
I really could do with a little...
-Are you all right? -Yeah, just...
-Sorry, mate. -No, everything's fine.
All right, Nan? Yeah. Everything's all right.
-Yeah, go on. -Oh, thanks. You're a legend.
-[baby cries] -Ah, she's so good with you, Steves.
-Hey, Tanya, right? -Yeah, yeah.
-Yeah. Chabuddy. -Oh, yeah. I'm Miche's boss.
Oh, wow. Boss lady!
-Yeah, I'm good. -I've got a really high sperm count.
-Did you just say you've got a really high sperm count? -Yeah. Very, very potent.
-I'm just gonna forget this conversation every happened. -Yeah, cool. No worries.
[Chabsie] Yeah, I'm a great dancer, you know. I've got kind of child-bearing hips.
So, you know women do twerking? I actually do front twerk,
which is just my gusset and my penis, just kind of shaking, like that.
Very subtle. Just balls gently going up and down,
releasing a scent and letting the women know, "Hey, I'm available."
Oh, sorry. You all right?
-Yeah, all right, Chabs? -How you doing?
-I'm doing good. You? -Yeah, really good.
And then, obviously, you combine the front twerk with the shoulders.
Altogether, it's a very powerful look.
I like that. Shake it, baby! [chuckles]
We're fucking brilliant!
Basically, they took everything. They took the money as well.
Obviously, like, I'll pay you back and that.
Basically, I owe you four grand now.
We'll just say that, innit, like? Yeah?
[MC Grindah freestyles]
-Are you enjoying yourself? -Yeah, definitely. I'm having a bit of a sit down,
cos actually it's not as fun as you'd think to wear this.
I've never tried it myself!
That's the last one from myself and DJ Beats.
Make some fucking noise, bloods, right now!
They love me! They love me!
-He's good though, ain't he? -Oh, he's amazing. Yeah, really good.
He gets his sense of rhythm from me, you know.
[director] Do you think Grindah's similar to his dad?
I think Grindah's dad is a DILF, because obviously Grindah's gonna turn into his dad...
-DILF? What does that even mean? -A dad that I'd like to...
You know. He's also a HILF now, because he's a husband...
No, I'm not. Nah, I'll tell you what I am.
I'm a MILF - an MC I'd like to fuck.
Not me, but other people. Grindah, AKA top MILF.
-Give us a leg up, babe. Ooh! -I touched your bum again.
I know! You're gonna touch more than that in a minute.
Oh, my God! I can't believe this is happening.
-Right. -Hey, get in.
[Steves] I gotta clean all this shit up now.
You can't be too careful these days.
We're all being watched by the government, but there's a select few people
who can see what's going on.
And that's me.
This is the face of somebody who's seen a lot.
-Steven Green? -No, I'm another Steves.
-We need to speak to you. -I'm a different Steves.
Steven... Get down! I'm arresting you...
What do you mean?
For offences committed under the Wireless Telegraphy Act, 2006.
And for the possession of Class A drugs with the intent to supply. Do you understand?
One, two, three. It's in.
Wooh! Did it at an angle.
-It's quite hard. -Thank you.
I think getting back with Miche has taught me a valuable lesson.
It's made me realise I can do anything I want in life.
And that's what relationships are all about.
Miche'll be there whatever happens, whatever I do.
They'll be there whatever I do. And now we're ready to shell the game.
[Miche] I think relationships always change over time,
and it's like you sort of have to just grow with them.
It's also about taking those next steps together.
So, like, now that we're finally married, maybe it's time
to start thinking about making Angel a lovely little brother or a sister.
Eh?
[Beats] It's about love.
Love just catches you sometimes and you don't even know why,
like, you can't explain it.
-[Carol] Make it hard then! -[Chabsie] It is hard.
Well, thumb it in then, yeah, I'm beginning to sober up.
This time next year I wanna be in a bloody mansion, mate.
Just chicks everywhere, parties. We're living the dream.
[Chabsie groans]
-Thumb it in! -I am!
-I can't even feel it. -Oh... Oh, I've come!
-I've come, I've come! -You are fucking kidding me.
Yeah, go on. We should've got the photographer to do this bit really, shouldn't we?
It'd be a bit weird for this bit, wouldn't it?
[Grindah] Behind every strong man there is a woman
and loads of mates and...draw and...
But she's a part of that, do you know what I mean? And without that, it all crumbles.
-Come on. Let's go. -I'm not even a drug dealer.
That's just all for me. That's my normal amount that I have.
-We're young in this game. -Are you getting me?
-We've only just started in this game. -Are you getting me, like?
-Trust me, we're babies. -And we're ready to grow like giants out here.
-You're gonna make the lift smell of bacon. -Oh, shut up!
-So nothing can stop you? -Nah, we're unstoppable.
We're unstoppable, mate, like what's-his-name?
-Like fucking Keanu Reeves in "Speed". -Exactly.
[Grindah] No one can stop Kurupt FM.
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