All language subtitles for Money.and.Violence.S01E10_English

- [ music playing ]
- ♪ Yeah, Brooklyn

- ♪ Them young boys
be whilin' ♪
- ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money
and violence ♪

- ♪ Them young boys
be whilin' ♪
- ♪ Yeah

♪ All this money
and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah
- ♪ See, I don't wanna
see you hurt ♪

♪ But pain brings you
a little closer ♪

♪ You said you ride to die,
you're supposed to be
like my soldier ♪

♪ Said you was lookin' out,
but I'm lookin' over
my shoulder ♪

♪ Holding hammers like grudges, the bitch ass around us,
they know us ♪

♪ Them young boys
be whilin', all this money
and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah, them young boys
be whilin' ♪
- ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money
and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah, them young boys
be whilin' ♪
- ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money
and violence ♪

♪ Them young boys
be whilin' ♪

♪ All this money
and violence. ♪

[ gunshot echoes ]

What up?

You sound stressed
over the phone.

My nigga,
I got stuck last night.

- Stuck?
- Yeah, nigga. Stuck.

Robbed?
Stuck the fuck up?

Know what you mean,
but what the fuck happened?

My nigga, this nigga
gonna come behind me

talking about,
"Do you know where
building number 31 is?"

So I showed him
where number 31 is.

I even let the nigga
in the fuckin' building.

I'm walking
towards the step.

Soon as I'm
about to go up,

homie just grab me,
back me down,

and took everything
I fuckin' had.

Nigga,
what's everything?

My nigga,
everything.

My bread, and my work
I just got from Miz.

How much work was it,
though?

A lot, my nigga.

I had hard
and a zip of some soft.

- Damn, my nigga.
- Who you tellin'?

But I'm supposed to catch
a jux with these niggas.

Hopefully we get
something.

I can't let this nigga
Miz know I got robbed,
my nigga.

He was just on my ass
about not having no gun.

But who was homie
that robbed you, though?
What'd he look like?

Some short, fat nigga.

I never seen this nigga
in my life.

But I know
his face, though.

If I bump into this nigga
again, that's my word.

Damn, son.
That's crazy, B.

I'm so fuckin' tight
right now, my nigga.

And I bumped
into this nigga Leon.

Oh, you got
your bread back?

No, nigga.

This nigga done give me
two gift cards,

told me they got
a rack on them.

Okay, that's
worth it.

But wait.
I give this nigga
two bills for the cards.

He say, "Yo,
you still comin' north."

It's like having 800
for fuckin' 450.

- It-- it makes sense.
- But wait.

I go to fuckin' Get Set
to cop some kicks,

the nigga coolly
gonna tell me

ain't no
fuckin' money
on these cards!

Hold up. Leon got you
for another two bills?

Get the fuck
out of here.

My nigga,
ain't shit funny.

You right,
it ain't funny.
It's fuckin' hilarious.

Dead ass, my nigga.
Ain't shit funny.

It ain't funny?
Niggas get got
every day, Shane.

Don't get sensitive
now that you're on
the other end of the gun.

Just take your L
and keep it moving.

You right, my nigga.
Fuck it.

I gotta get some
of the bread back, though.

I hear you, bro.
I hear you.

Damn, I didn't know
that this was going on.

Yeah,
this is a lot, man.

What are you
trying to do?

I mean,
we already here,

so I might as well just go
peep out the situation.

That's if they even open
with all this going on.

Shane told me it's on
the left side.

Last time he was there
it was only one dude

and a Spanish female
in there.

All right, man.
Um, just post up
across the street.

I'ma go in there
and do a load of laundry.

If anything's off,
I'll peep it.

All right,
keep both eye open.

- Always.
- All right.

I didn't think you guys
were open today, man.

Yo, as long
as the doors are open,

we're cleaning clothes
and accepting money.

That's a great
philosophy to have.

What's going on
out here today, though?

I didn't even think people
had block parties anymore.

I mean, this is
a little something

that I do
for the community
every single year

to show them that
I appreciate their business.

Okay. They must spend
a lot of money here

because this is a lot
to do on your own dime.

You live around here?
'Cause I have never
seen you before.

Oh, yeah,
I work during the day,

so I mostly
do my laundry at night.

Truthfully, I wish you guys
were open 24 hours.

It would be a lot more
convenient for me.

You know what?
I'll consider it.

- Sup, Tai?
- Ronaldo, what's up?

Nothing much.
How's everything?

I'm good. I'm good.
Yo, you got that for me?

Hey, listen, um,
I got the girl in the back.

If you need anything,
she'll take care of you.

All right.

Yo, didn't you see
I was with a customer?

- This type of business
is only discussed down here.
- My bad.

- Yo, don't do it again.
- I won't.

Yo, you said
you wanted a deuce, right?

Yeah, I ran
into some bread,

so you know the first person
I had to come see is you.

All right,
that's cool.

Yo, you not
gonna count it?

Listen, when you been in
the business as long as I have,

you come to learn
you give people
the opportunity

to hang themselves
while there isn't
much at stake.

I feel you.

All right,
let me get that for you.

[ overlapping laughter,
talking ]

Yo, I'ma deal with this
and see you soon.

Yo, don't say it.
Just do it.

[ sighs ]

[ mutters ]

I think this one
got something.

Kane?

Krystle? Wow.

How've you been?
I haven't seen you in forever.

Hey, I been okay.
I can't complain.

- That's good to hear.
- How have you been, though?

- What you been up to?
- Same old stuff, you know.

Going to school,
going to work,

trying to finish up
my degree.

- How's your daughter doing?
- She good. You know kids.

Getting bigger by the day.

Yeah, I may not have
any of my own,

but I know exactly
what you mean.

No kids yet?
Don't tell me
you're still single.

Why the surprise?
I'm taking my time.

You know half these guys
out here ain't worth it.

The last good guy
that was in my life
was you.

I can't even remember
why we broke up.

Something stupid.
More likely it was pride
or something like that.

We just stopped
calling each other.

You ain't still mad
about that, though, right?

No. Please, Kane.

I have thought about you
over the years, though.

And I'd be lying if I said
I haven't been thinking
about you as well.

Well, look,
I have to run,

so what you do
is take my number down

- and hit me up sometime.
- Definitely.

We could get together.

All right.
[ chuckles ]

Yo, you saw dude
that walked in?

You talking about the tall,
light-skinned nigga?

Yeah, that's Shane's man.

He the one that brought Shane
over there the other day.

- Oh, word?
- Yeah.

Yo, the way
it looked to me,

he went in there
to cop something.

- Why you say that?
- Yo, the nigga came in,

he asked dude,
"You got that ready for me?"

They go downstairs
for a little while,

then he came upstairs with
a black bag before he bounced.

I saw him leave
with the bag.

But fuck it.
You think it's a go?

Yo, something's
going on in there, man.

When I went
to cop the detergent,
I peeped a skizzy.

And it had
residue on it.

Why would
they have a scale
in a laundrymat?

Exactly.

My nigga, you sure
it's coke residue?

It could have been Tide.
It is a laundrymat.

Yo, once shorty noticed
that I peeped the scale,

she tried to cover
the shit with her arm.

- Oh, word?
- Yeah, my nigga.

Yo, and I kicked it
with homie.

He's the one that put this
whole block party together.

Looked to me like
he trying to keep it cool
with the community.

Once the people
around you are happy,

You can do you
peaceful.

Sounds like that nigga
know what he's doing.

Yo, man,
if that kinda dude
is moving weight,

- it ain't nothing small.
- So it's a go.

Honestly, there ain't much more
homework that we can do.

There's a downstairs,
but there ain't no way

for us to see
what's down there, man.

So if we choose
to move forward on this,

we gonna be
takin' a gamble.

Gamble?
What do you mean?

My nigga,
we could run up in here

and we can get ten birds.

Or we could run up in there
and might not get nothing.

So, Rafe, is it a go?

Fuck it, nigga.
Let's roll the dice.

All right.

Woman:
Okay. All right.

Okay.
Thanks.

[ silent ]

Woman on P.A.:
This is a Manhattan-bound
Q local train.

The next stop is
Newkirk Plaza.

This is a Manhattan-bound
Q local train.

The next stop is...

[ wheels screeching ]

This is a Manhattan-bound
Q local train.

The next stop is
Parkside Avenue.

Oh--!
Watch where
you're going.

What the fuck, man?

Oh, shit. So--
Oh, Rafe. Thank God.

Yo, what the fuck
is wrong with you, man?

Nothin, man.
It's just...

this nigga, man.

Yo, what the fuck
you got for me today, yo?

You got another hundred?

Yo, leave the nigga
the fuck alone, man.

Fuck wrong
with you, man?

Yo, he's
a grown-ass man, yo.

Let him handle
himself.

Yo, he can handle himself
when I'm not around, Mister.

Yo, I'ma see you
again, yo.

You gonna pay
double, yo.

I'ma break
your fuckin' jaw.

Yo, you keep
letting this nigga Mister
fuck with you, Kane.

- I be tryin', Rafe.
- Fuck trying, man.

This is your battle,
and I'm not fighting it
for you.

- I know that, Rafe.
- Obviously you don't.

Rafe, I do,
but it's not
that simple.

Mister be havin'
his foot on my neck.

Yo, I get it.
Trust me, I do.

But when are you
gonna get tired, Kane?

Yo, Rafe,
I'm tired now.

You're tired.

You're never tired
till you're too tired

to be tired, Kane.

Yo, hold on, man.
Hold on, yo.

Yo, what's up
with that job, though?

Yo, it's looking like
it might be tonight, man.

But when I call,
drop everything.
Just like last time.

Yo, I'm patiently
waiting, man.

Yeah, Kane.
We all are.

Yo, what up?
What's good?
What's poppin'?

Fuck you
so happy about?

Come on,
my nigga.

It's a crime for me
to be in a good mood?

What the fuck
wrong with you?

Nah, you right,
my nigga.

Your boy fucked-up
right now, my nigga.

What you mean
fucked-up?

From what
you was tellin' me
the other day,

you was
gonna be "moving up
to the East Side."

Miz about to hit you
with some crazy work.
You's gonna be good.

Nah, my nigga.
When I got back
to the block, I got got.

What you mean
you got got?

My nigga, I got got.

What did they take?

They took everything,
my nigga.

My work and my bread.

They took the soft
Miz supposed to give you?

My nigga,
they got every thing.

How much soft
was it?

What the fuck
does that matter?

My nigga,
they took everything.

Damn, that's
fucked up, boy.

I feel for you.

Yo, my nigga, what about
your connect, though?

You think he'll front you
with something?

Now you wanna fuck
with my connect.

You see what happened,
when we ran down to the spot,

you was actin'
all shaky and shit,

that nigga don't even wanna
fuck with me no more.

Damn, son. You were
my only fuckin' hopes.

[ scoffs ]
Yeah, shit is fucked up
on the streets right now.

I don't got
nothin', boy.

Damn, son.
Don't worry about it, man.

I'm gonna
make something happen.
Got no choice.

God luck, my nigga.
I'ma holler at you.

Hello?
What you doing?

I'm in front of your building.
Come downstairs.

All right.

[ elevator beeps ]

[ signal beeps ]

- Hello, Ms. Jessica.
- Hi, Mr. Rafe.

You changed your hair.
I like it.

- You noticed.
- Yeah, I did.

Well, what's up with you?

Nothing much.
It's just that most dudes

would only go as far
as shooting a text
or making a phone call,

so I figured
I'd go the extra mile

and say hi in person.
I feel that it
means more.

It does.

- How's work?
- Work is good.

I just looked
at a new site
the other day.

- Looks promising.
- That sounds good.

Yeah, looks
like it's gonna be
really profitable,

but more importantly,
how's work with you?

Because you were ready
to kill me the other day

over something
that went on at your job.

I was,
but work is better.

Work is much bet...

- Hey, Jess.
- ...ter.

Hi, Shay.

Who's your friend?

Rafe, this is Shay.
Shay, this is Rafe.

Yeah, I seen her
around the way.

Mm-hmm.
I've seen you too.

What are you doing
right now?

I had a long day,
and I need somebody
to talk to.

Shay, I'm in the middle
of a conversation.

- I'm not gonna be rude.
- What?

It's--
it's okay, mama.

Don't worry about it.
Tend to your friend.

I'll give you a call
sometime son.

- Nice to meet you, Shay.
- Likewise.

- What is wrong with you?
- What?

You don't learn?
I thought you was leaving
these street niggas alone.

I didn't know
you knew him.

I don't know him personally,
but I see him around here.

Rafe's cool.
He doesn't seem too bad.

He has a job.
At least he's not out there
doing God knows what.

Listen, I just don't want
no other nigga hurting you,
all right?

I know what you've
been through.

I just met Rafe.
I appreciate
your concern,

but he just
came to say hi.

I get it.
You know, I get it.

But me and you both know
all these niggas is the same.

I don't want you to forget
what you've been through
with Damon.

Does that mean
that I can't make
a friend, Shay?

Just be careful, girl.

You know, I'm gonna do
a background check

for your good.

- You're crazy.
- Whatever.

- What's good, my nigga.
- Shit. What's good?

Ain't shit. Me and Rafe
went to check that spot out
you told me about.

- What spot?
- The laundrymat on Crescent.

Oh, word?
What it's looking like?
What you thinking?

Yo, they was having
a block party on the block
when we got out there.

But, yo, come to find out,
dude from the laundrymat

is the person that put
the whole thing together.

Rafe went in there
and did a load of laundry

so he could scope
the spot out.

And what Rafe thinkin'?

He said there's definitely
something going on in there,

and he peeped a scale.

The fuck is a scale doing
in a laundrymat?

Exactly same thing
I said.

And he said
it had residue on it.

So y'all definitely think
he's holding some work in there?

We don't know.

We'll be going in blind
if we choose to execute.

It's a 50-50 chance.

What side is y'all
leaning towards?

Yo, we willin'
to chance it,

but, yo, your man,
he was out there.

- Who?
- That nigga Tai.

- He peeped you?
- Nah, I was across
the street.

He went up in there
while Rafe was in there.

But from what Rafe
is telling me,

the nigga looked like
he copped something
and bounced.

- Copped what?
- From the look of it,
looked like work.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, but, yo,
anyway, yo,

I wanna tell you
good lookin' on
finding that location.

Nothing guaranteed,
but it could be something big.

If I don't bring
anything to the table,

- I don't deserve to eat.
- Well, we'll soon feast,

but the real reason
I came to see you,

that other lick
is going down tonight,
and I hope you're ready.

Just say the word.
Let's move.

All right, get
your clothes together

and your ratchet,
and hit me up.

- I'ma let you know
where to meet us.
- Cool.

It's time to execute.
I hope you're ready.

- Tonight's the night?
- Tonight's the night.

Yeah, I'm ready, Rafe.

Yo, let's
get this clear.

This isn't gonna be
like the numbers spot, Kane.

This right here
can get real ugly.

We're going in late.

I'm talking 1:00,
maybe 2:00 in the morning.

Which means that
we're gonna have all night

to do whatever
to this guy

for him to give us
what we came for.

- Whatever?
- Whatever, Kane.

Once we're indoors,
we have until morning.

If it gets
too ugly for you,

you do not say
anything.

You walk out the room
and you stay out there

and wait
until we're done.

All right, Rafe.

We're not asking you
to do much.

Me and Miz will
take care of it all.

You and Shane are just
there to hold us down,

which means to be our eyes
and our ears while we work.

Hold you down.
I got you.

Be your eyes
and your ears.

Do you understand
what I mean by that?

Kind of.

I'm gonna need your eyes
to watch the windows

to make sure the people
outside are not onto
what we're doing.

I'ma need your ears
to listen out for footsteps
outside the door.

Voices, sirens,
things of that nature.

Me and Miz
are gonna be
too preoccupied

to pay attention
for things like that.

That's what you and Shane
are there for.

I understand, Rafe.

You just
follow my lead

and do not
get in the way.

You speak as little
as possible,

unless it's
absolutely necessary.

All right, Rafe.
And thank you, man.

Don't thank me
for this, man.

This is nothing
to thank me for.

This right here
is the point of no return.

This is where
the games end.

After this, there is
no turning back, Kane.

Shit, honestly, I don't
wanna go back, man.

There's nothing but misery
for me back there.

All right, let's go.

[ door creaks ]

[ clicks ]

- Yo, where's Shane?
- Miz: He's in the bathroom.

Yo, let's make
this happen, man.

The only thing that's
stopping us now is time.

- Let's get it.
- Let's get it.

[ pulse beating ]

[ man screams ]

No! No!

[ cell phone rings ]

Yes. How it going?

Yeah.
Them are reachin' tomorrow?

What time?

All right, cool, man.
I'll pick them up.

Yeah, man.
You don' know.

Bless.

Yo, Fresh.

The men, them are
reachin' tomorrow.

We're gonna
pick them up.

- All right.
- All right, cool.

[ lighter clicks ]

[ door creaks ]

I don't believe you
motherfuckers, man.

Was it really
that hard?

Don't blame me for this shit.
It's your man's fault.

Man, I told you,
I ain't wanna fuck
with this dude.

I did what
I was supposed to do.

Yo, don't blame him, man.

It's on your little
motherfuckin' man,

Mr. Pop Off right here.

How the fuck
does he not know

not to let the nigga
go to the balcony?

Come on, man.

Nah, man.
As your man right here,
if he wasn't there,

all I had to do
was give fat boy
one to the head,

and we had all night
to search the crib
for that paper.

I can't even
be me on the job

'cause you got some
entry-level motherfucker

on some
professional shit.

What's you being you
gotta do with me?

Yo, my nigga,
you gonna do 25 for me?

I can't say you will.

It was him
and Shane in there.

Like you said,
this nigga done put in
work with us before, man.

So how the fuck
does it make sense to him

to let that nigga
go over the balcony?

Fuck jumping.
The nigga could have
screamed, man.

It's, like,
4:00 in the morning.

This ain't
fuckin' Flatbush.

Yo, there was blood
all over his face.

The nigga said
he couldn't breathe.

You hear
this dumb shit?!

Man, it was
both of them in there.
Kane is just as wrong.

200 to 300
motherfuckin' grand!

We had that shit.
We was in there.

Nigga, we was in there.

Yo, fuck.
How y'all niggas
fuck that shit up?

Yo, y'all niggas
fucked up tonight.

Yo, I can admit, man,
we fucked up,

but y'all can't
put this all on me.

All I can say is,
"My bad."

Man, fuck it.
What's done is done.

You know
the script, Rafe.

Yeah, man.
On to the next one.

Exactly.
You know our philosophy.

"Better to get away with
nothing than to get caught
with everything."

Yeah, man.
We get to rob another day.

Yo, this dude
really jumped off
the balcony, though?

Yo, I swear,
this motherfucker
ain't even think twice.

Soon as he
got to the ledge,
that nigga just jumped.

He ain't paused
or nothin'.

And this motherfuckin' Kane
look like he about to faint.

Nah, man, I just
never seen nothin'
like that before.

It was like something
out of a movie.

I couldn't
believe that shit.

Told you
things could go left
at any minute, man.

There ain't
no guarantees.

But I'm proud
of you, Kane.

If you were scared,
you sure did push
past that shit.

Man, fuck it. I'm about
to get up out of here, man.

I'm tired.
I need some rest.

Yo, Kane,
what you doin'?

I was just gonna crash
on your couch if that's cool.

Yeah, yeah,
that's cool, man.
No doubt.

[ sighs ]

- Yo.
- Son, I couldn't
even sleep, yo.

Okay?

I keep seeing dude
jumping over that balcony.

It keeps playing
over and over in my head.

Man, turn that
shit off, then.

Nah, son. I never
seen nothing like that
before in my life.

Then I guess
you never lived before.

Yo, it felt like my heart
was coming out of my chest.

Yo, Kane, if you
having second thoughts,

then let me know now,
my nigga.

This shit is privileged
information,

and we cannot have people
that have no involvements

having knowledge
of the shit that we do.

I hear you.

Nigga, don't hear me.
Feel me.

This'll be
your last opportunity
to walk out that door.

I'm not gonna sit here
and hold your hands
through this shit.

Bad enough
this nigga Miz

always in my ear
about how you ain't
built for this.

Tsk. I already know
he don't like me.

It ain't about him
not liking you, man.

It's just that our lives
are in each other's hands,

and he does not
trust his in yours.

But fuck it, though.

Yeah, that shit
crazy, though.

And it gets
even crazier.

If you trying
to jump ship, do it now.

Because if you try
to do it later,

oh, yeah,
you'll be off the boat,

but we'll be throwin'
you overboard.

Damn.
It's like that?

Yo, my dude.
Nigga, this ain't
no movie.

This ain't
a music video, man.

It don't get
no realer than this.

You got knowledge of shit
that could put niggas away

for a very long time.

Gangster shit
comes with

gangster consequences
and responsibilities.

I hear that.

My nigga, let me know.
Are you in or are you out?

And if you are in,
understand that there
are no outs.

Nah, I'm in.
I'm in. I'm in.

Yo, if you in,
then be in, man.

But, yo,
but for now,

just be out so I can get
some motherfuckin' sleep.

You right, Rafe.
I'm buggin'.

Yo, pull that door
on your way out, man.

Fuck, I'm gonna have
to lock that shit, man.

♪ With bad man,
ain't no runnin' ♪

♪ Bad man
no wear tight pants
with him gun in ♪

♪ Pussyhole boy,
dem disrespect me done in ♪

♪ Pure bad guy,
they around me and
they blunted ♪

♪ 'Cause when you fuck
with bad man, ain't
no runnin... ♪

[ music continues ]

♪ With bad man,
ain't no runnin' ♪

♪ Bad man
no wear tight pants
with him gun in ♪

♪ Pussyhole boy,
dem disrespect me done in ♪

♪ Pure bad guy,
they around me and
they blunted ♪

♪ 'Cause when you fuck
with bad man, ain't
no runnin... ♪

♪ They in they Versace
and them gal them wanna
kiss me ♪

♪ Pull off in the ride
because we parkin'
in the Bentley ♪

♪ Pussy there pree me
'cause me shoot them
Giuseppe ♪

♪ Me loadin' up
me semi 'cause bad man
never runnin' ♪

♪ Cool it down
and we are take on
whatever's comin' ♪

♪ Big 'ear, I feel like
somebody's drummin' ♪

♪ Real youth
no par with pussy,
them man a-hungry ♪

♪ He rip apart your stomach,
with bad man, ain't
no runnin' ♪

♪ Bad man
no wear tight pants
with him gun in ♪

♪ Pussyhole boy,
dem disrespect me done in ♪

♪ Pure bad guy,
they around me and
they blunted... ♪

[ speaking heavy Patois ]
...I want the Yankee boy
to murder, you get me?

True, we almost
dogged them off

but as long
as the man ready
for mash works

I eat food.
Can we monitor
them thing there?

Definitely, brethren.
That for the right?

Yo, me ready
for work.

I'm here for work now,
me ready for work now.

And me, brethren.
But don't do somethin'
unless I direct.

No kind of mash work
unless I send
some serious dawg.

Just don't get too mad
with the thing.

Come on smart,
daadie.

Them gave one
whiff to police
on the streets

and I done time
about the thing
already.

Wrap 'em up,
deal with every single one
of them pussies. You get me?

Everything's sealed up.
No worry yourself.

Yeah, man.
Let's deal with the king.
You's hear me?

Salt all the food,
and everything good.

We carry back out
with dollars in our pockets.

- Sound good?
You's hear me?
- Men: Word.

Any word got back yet?

I'm on it, my nigga.
I'm workin' on it.

Man, I been callin' niggas,
askin' niggas

if they know who dude
who got hit with Tes,

but nobody know nothin'.

I found out that the dude
that got hit with Tes

wasn't even with Tes.

He got hit on some
innocent bystander shit.

Oh, word?
We still need to
find out who he is

'cause he gotta tell us
what he saw.

I'm still on it,
my nigga.

My nigga, this shit
don't make no sense to me.

When Donovan dropped,
that same night,

the whole town
was buzzin'.

But now everybody
wanna be quiet?

They definitely quiet.

Either that,
or don't nobody don't
know nothing, my nigga.

Yo, I have a feeling
them Jamaican niggas have
something to do with it,

and I'm not
counting that out
as a possibility, man.

At this point,
we can't rule out nothin'.

We walking the streets
facing invisible ops.

Man, I don't even know
what the fuck them niggas
look like.

Man, that shit
had me ready to let off

at these dread
niggas the other night
at the jerk chicken spot.

Shit got me on red alert,
and I don't even know from who.

Oh, I know
them niggas' faces,

and we gonna
bump heads again.
Believe that.

Man, I get
a rush for this shit.
I'm looking forward to it.

[ music playing ]

♪ I get one
for just coming,
two to do a show ♪

♪ Can't wait
for me to come on
'cause I does this, yo ♪

♪ I get one
for me to come in,
two to do a show ♪

♪ Can't wait
for me to come on
'cause I run this show ♪

♪ New York
is in the building ♪

♪ That's what's up,
get up ♪

♪ Roll over niggas
like monster trucks ♪

♪ Only here
to click confusion ♪

♪ Better get
your crews done ♪

- ♪ But this shit is real
- ♪ Not an illusion