Original subtitles

(pen scratching)

- [Lynn] Hello?

- [Chris] Hey, Ma.

- [Lynn] Chris?

- Yeah, it's me.

- [Lynn] How ya doin', Chris?

- Good, I'm good, Ma.

Happy birthday.

- [Lynn] Oh, you remembered my birthday!

- Psh, yeah, of course.

- [Lynn] Thank you, baby.

You coming over?

- Yeah.

- [Lynn] I want to see you.

- You will, but first I gotta take care of a few things.

But it's your day Ma, not mine.

- [Lynn] Now why would you say something like that?

- Your day.

- [Lynn] Chris.

- (sighs) Sorry, Ma.

- [Lynn] I feel guilty enough as it is

and you gonna say something like that!

- I was just thinking out loud.

- [Lynn] Well, what time are you coming?

- I dunno.

What time is it?

- [Lynn] Quarter to 10.

- You have work today?

- [Lynn] Yeah, at noon.

Come early, let me see you.

- Where's Ronnie?

- Where's Ronnie, school, where else would he be?

- (scoffs) Yeah, all right.

- [Lynn] Chris, are you sure you're doing okay?

- -Nah, I'm fine, Ma.

- [Lynn] You sound upset.

- I'll see you later.

Happy birthday, Ma.

- [Lynn] Thank you, baby, I love you.

- I love you, too.

(lighter clicking)

- Christopher Prentice Price, Jr.

You have pleaded guilty to possession

of marijuana with intent to sell.

- Yes, Your Honor.

- I will grant your post-trial plea.

Six months in Riverhead with three years probation.

- Okay, is this?

- Your Honor, have you considered our request

for delayed incarceration?

- So your client can sell more drugs?

Perhaps leave the state?

- No, so Mr. Price can attend his mother's birthday party.

- Frankly, counselor, I was going to deny your request.

But I spoke with Pernell Lawson yesterday,

who vouches for your client's integrity.

And in light of Mr. Lawson's contribution to our community,

I'm granting your request.

Mr. Price, you have 48 hours.

And if I hear of one slip-up from Corrections,

I'll issue a bench warrant for your arrest.

- [Seth] Understood.

- And your probation will off the table.

You'll serve all three years.

Bail is set at 20,000.

- Thank you, Your Honor.

- [Judge] Source of bail?

- [Seth] Pernell Lawson, ma'am.

- Very good.

Next case.

(gentle music)

- What's the deal over there? - Hey, homie.

I don't need--

- [Chris] Yo, keep it down, man, the neighbors.

- [Jason] How are ya doin', kid?

- [Chris] I'm good.

- Yeah.

Yo, you sure you're good, son?

- Yeah, I'm good.

- Yo, Chris, I know I already said this,

but what you doing, that's some real shit right there.

- Don't mention it.

- Nah, man, c'mon.

You know you didn't have to take the hit, son.

Shit, none of us have any priors.

We good.

Plus Mikey's dad's a lawyer.

- You know it's not you they want, J.

- Yo, Mikey. - Whassup, Danny.

- What's good, bro. - Sorry, Danny, man.

We're closed.

- Whaddya mean we're closed.

- We're closed, bro.

Just get the fuck outta here, all right.

- [Danny] Whoa (laughs) are you serious?

What the fuck is going on here, bro.

- And like I said, man, they don't want you guys.

You're about as close to Pernell as they are.

- Shit, how much closer are you?

You far from the block, son.

- [Chris] (laughs) No doubt.

- Whassup? - Tommy wants some shit, yo.

- What?

- Yeah, for some party or something tonight.

- Are you serious?

- Oh, he's definitely serious.

- I mean, are you seriously askin' me this shit right now?

- Come on, Chris, this dude wants to overpay.

I know you got some shit stashed somewhere.

- Mikey, yo, shut the fuck up.

Just fuckin' tell everyone we're closed

for renovations, you got it.

- Yeah. - Yeah, what, motherfucker.

- Yeah, fuckin' got it.

- So go tell that scumbag.

(radio chattering)

- Jay, you gotta relax, man.

Be firm but don't lose their respect.

- Yeah, you're right.

- Look, can I be real with you, son?

It fuckin' hurts my heart to leave.

I kinda got used to the quiet, man.

- Yo, you ain't comin' back, are you.

(somber music)

- What's up, pimpin' - Sh.

Man, sit down, huh.

What's good, Parker?

- Ain't nothin', man.

For the primo spot, bamboo sticks, bubble tea.

- Something like that, man.

- What's that?

- Hey, Chris.

- Hey, V. - Can I get you guys

something to drink?

- Just a coffee for me.

- I'll take a coffee with no milk, real black.

- I'll be right back.

- [Parker] This is a birthday card, dog.

- Yeah, it's a motherfuckin' birthday card, man.

- This is for Shorty, Shorty waitress.

- No, man, it's for my mom's, man.

- Today your mom's birthday?

Damn.

And you gotta go in the joint tomorrow.

That's messed up.

What about Nat.

- What about Nat?

- You tryin' to see her before you go in?

- Why the fuck would you ask me about Nat, man.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

- You're welcome. (phone ringing)

- Yo, this is my P.O. so why don't ya,

fuckin' ask me about Nat.

Sorry, Flip, I'm still on the island.

- No, no, unacceptable, get your ass back to Queens, pronto.

I'm pickin' you up at what time tomorrow morning?

- 6:00 a.m. sharp.

- You better be packed and ready to go, you understand?

- I will be, Flip, don't worry.

Man, I just want to get this shit over with.

- Good, then we're on the same page, poppi.

Hurry up and get your ass to Queens.

- I'll be there in an hour.

Just chill out.

My Ma's birthday tonight.

I want to throw her a nice surprise party.

- Ah, that sounds real nice, Chris.

But are you giving your mom, or yourself a party.

- You could come through if you want.

- Yeah, I just might do that.

- All right, I gotta go.

- Just go, go to your mom's and watch some cartoons.

You know, I don't want you getting into no bullshit.

- Thanks, Flip.

- All right, bye.

- Parker? - Huh.

Yo, I don't know, I don't know if I could be out here.

- [Chris] What you mean be out here.

- Look, I don't know if I could do this

like Martha Stewart (whistles) the birds, quiet living show.

- Oh shit, Parker.

Come on, man.

Yo, this just a job, man.

Don't think about it, all right.

It's just as much hustle on Wall Street

as it is on the blocks, son.

But those people are harder to catch, you feel me.

- That's demographic shit.

What I'm sayin' is, they don't know me,

so how they supposed to listen to me

to know what I'm sayin'.

- They know who you with, man.

That's all they need to know, man.

- So, how you get touched.

- (sighs) Oh man.

A burger well, chocolate shake,

and a coffee with two sugars for Mikey.

- You a fuckin' waiter on the low?

- I have photographic memory, bitch.

I was born with it.

Hey Ms. Pinkus, how's Fifi doing?

- Oh, she's a lot better, thank you, Christopher.

- Christopher? - Christopher. (laughing)

- Yeah, go shut the fuck up.

- Chris, are you tappin' that?

- Fuck you, man.

I'm out, dog.

- [Jason] Oh, he's tappin' that shit.

- Oh fuckin' keys, man.

- What?

- [Man] As long as I get my food man, I don't--

- Don't move! - Fuck.

- Give me a fuckin' reason. - What's going on!

- Get over there right now. - What the fuck for.

- Get down!

Yeah, you better get used to bein' on your fuckin' knees.

- Hands on your fuckin' head. - Oh, geez man.

- Hands behind your fuckin' head.

- Freeze, freeze motherfucker.

Get down slow.

We've got the rest of your girlfriends right here.

Get down slow.

Lock your fuckin' legs.

- Fuckin', try it. - Blow your fuckin' head off

right here, motherfucker. - See, that's

what they pull on us, man. - Shut the fuck up.

Better get used to bein' on your knees, motherfucker.

- Man.

- (sighs) Yeah, man.

- So why they knockin' on no white boys?

- Yo, I gotta go, man.

But listen up, man.

Wait it out a few weeks, then do you.

You know, take it south if you have to, man.

You know what I'm sayin'?

I mean, it's 'hood out there,

but it's not hood 'hood, you feel me.

Though if you get busted, don't say nothin', son.

All right, just wait for a lawyer, cool.

Be easy, P-man, you know what I'm sayin'?

Don't worry about them boys, they harmless man.

You Mikey, (laughs) oh man,

'cause he don't got all his marbles, man.

Plus, he look like a skinhead.

But Jason, you know, that's my man right there.

All right, he can hold his own.

So, just watch they back, all right.

- All right, man.

(door squeaking)

(sighs) The stool got me with the bill.

- [Nat] Where we goin'?

- [Eve] Where else?

- I'm not going to Fame diner Eve, that place is horrible.

- What?

- Yes, last time I was there I waited 40 minutes

for egg whites and a piece of toast.

- You buggin'. - I'm not buggin'.

(phone buzzing)

- Uh, hey baby.

What's good.

- Goin' to class, Chris.

What do you want?

- Back in school, yeah, that's dope.

What are you studying?

- Don't call me again.

- Fuck, man, shit.

Man.

- Who was that?

- Somebody I'd rather forget.

- Let me guess.

- Of course, who else.

- You ain't thinkin' about talkin' to him?

- Let's go to Fame Diner.

- Come on. (laughs)

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(Chris laughs softly)

♪ Oh, when you're ♪

♪ Yes, yes we are ♪

♪ We are ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Keep it light ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Keep it light ♪

♪ We are ♪

- Happy birthday, Ma! - Chris!

Hey, oh.

How you doin'?

Let me look at you.

You look good, Chris.

You're a little skinny, but you look good.

- I'm doin' well.

- You hungry, you want me to fix somethin' before I go?

- Nah, I'm okay.

I'm not that hungry, I just had a cup of coffee with Parker.

- With who?

- Cody, Ma.

- Oh, Cody.

He's a sweet kid.

How's he doin'?

- Oh, he's good.

He chillin' you know.

- Oh good.

Oh you know you're brother's coming by with the kids.

- Oh word?

- Mm-hm.

I just hope they get here before I have to go to work.

Where's Nat at?

- Huh.

- You should Natalie to come over.

You know she loves those kids.

- Oh, Ma, um--

- Oh baby, I am so sorry.

About your job.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, that's right.

- Lord knows I've been down that road before.

- Mm-mm.

- Now where was you workin' again?

- Oh, at the mall.

You know, some computers and shit.

- Chris, watch your language.

- I'm sorry, Ma.

- Well you know what?

Once you finish this trainin',

you're gonna get a wonderful new job.

Now where was your trainin' again?

- Tennessee.

- Oh, I thought you told me Virginia.

- No, they all moved it.

- They moved it? - Yeah.

- Sheila! - Hey!

- [Lynn] Hi Sheila, look at you.

- Happy birthday. - Thank you.

You look so cute.

- [Shawn] Happy birthday, Ma.

- Thank you, honey.

Look at my baby, baby.

Oh look at my baby.

- Here you go. - Oh.

Just put 'em on the table for me.

- [Shawn] Go do your thing, Ma.

- [Lynn] Okay.

- Bye, Grandma. - All right.

Bye, baby. - Bye, bye.

- Bye, bye. - Have a good day.

- [Lynn] I'll see ya.

- You hungry? - Yeah.

- All right, go get somethin' to eat.

- All right, come on Ty.

(Shawn groans) (Ty sniffling)

- Not a bunch of sugar either, man.

- [Sheila] Yeah, okay.

(Ty crying)

- [Ty] Mama. (babbling)

- What's up, bro. - Ain't nothing.

Just keepin' busy with work and school, you know.

- Word.

Well don't make no plans for tonight.

I want to have a surprise party for Ma.

- Tonight?

- Yeah, we gotta go get food and decorations and shit.

Six o'clock good?

Ma get home at eight.

- No, sorry, I gotta work tonight.

- Huh? - Work, man.

Some construction shit right now.

Then I gotta do security at night.

- Yo, call off sick, man.

- I can't.

Yo, why don't you read some shit

by some real writers and philosophers.

Some Alex Haley, Nikki Giovanni, Malcolm X, Alice Walker.

That's what you need to be readin'.

Let me ask you a question.

You ever heard of Milton Glaser?

- Is that a board game or somethin'.

- No, motherfucker.

He was an artist and a designer from the 70s.

Designed I Love New York logo.

- What about him.

- Glaser says we need to avoid people who are toxic.

Meanin' that in every relationship between two people,

people could either be toxic or nourishing to one another.

That's not to say the same person will always be toxic

or nourishing in every relationship.

But, the combination of two people,

in a relationship will always have toxic

or nourishing qualities.

And the important part is the test, Chris.

- The test?

- Chill with somebody, chop it up, smoke, drink,

whatever your demon is, it don't matter what the fuck it is.

But at the end of that time,

you gotta ask yourself a very important question.

Do you feel tired or do you feel energized?

'Cause if you tired, then you been poisoned.

If you got energy then you been nourished.

Now,

you look okay.

Your energy's tired, son.

- (laughs) Oh fuck you man, yo, you trippin'.

- You are the company that you keep, man.

You know what, fuck your fake ass lifestyle.

And fuck Pernell, yeah, that's right, I said it.

Fuck that motherfucker.

He's the most toxic of them all.

And I understand you romanticizing with your whole family

of origin abandonment issues and shit.

- Yo, why you just can't have

like a normal conversation and shit, man.

Why you gotta overanalyze shit.

- Yo, my pops abandoned me too, man.

I ain't even mad at you for that.

You got a right to be angry.

And I got my hustle on for a minute too.

- Man, ever nigga under the cloud's done it.

- No, not every nigga done it.

And that's why you got this misconception of reality.

- Look, man, I ain't tryin' to be you.

- Good.

'Cause you ain't me.

But who are you, son.

- (laughs) Whatever you're tryin' to do?

I aint' with it.

(Shawn laughs)

- [Shawn] You still writin'?

- Yeah.

- Yo, you know something?

I think you wanted to get caught. (laughs)

I heard they rolled right up to your crib,

your manicured lawns and your rose bushes

and your pink lawn flamingos.

Chillin' with the soccer moms

and the investment bankers, huh? (laughing)

- Fuck you.

- I'm just sayin'.

You can't come back here expecting everything

to be all good.

Shit don't work like that, Chris.

(door thudding)

- [Ronnie] Yo, ho, what's goin'?

- Yo, ho, boy, chello, man.

- Yo, why you ain't in school, son?

- I called out sick.

(guys laughing)

- Yo, shut up, that shit ain't funny.

Ronnie, Ronnie!

You can't keep cuttin' class, man.

You already been suspended twice.

- I told you man, I'm sick. (coughs)

- I gotta somethin' to eat and get to class before work.

- Class?

What class?

- Paralegal studies, online, at the library.

- (laughs) Yo, this fool think he gonna be a lawyer.

Look at him watchin' too much Law & Order and shit.

Yo, what the fuck, son.

- [Shawn] You all pick that up, Ronnie.

- What's this bitch ass for.

- [Chris] Man, you all fuckin' up mommy house and shit.

Now turn that off, man.

Come on, we're gonna go for a little walk.

- All right, man.

- Uh, Mr. Patterson?

Yeah, Shawn Johnson.

(coughs) Yeah, I gotta call in sick.

I got this, I don't I think I've got the flu real bad, so.

Yeah.

No, no, I talked to Omar.

He said he could cover my shift.

Yeah, all right, well, you know, thank you.

Thank you for understanding, sir.

All right, all right.

Yeah.

- Daddy? - Hm?

- You're lying.

- (laughs) Yeah, let's uh,

let's go get your mommy, all right.

- Yo, put that shit away, man.

(Ronnie mumbling)

How long you been smokin', man?

- I dunno, a minute now, I guess.

- Has a guy named Pernell ever talked to you?

- Pernell?

Yo, you kiddin'?

- Do I look like I'm kidding?

- Man, I ain't never even seen him.

Pernell's like a ghost, or some shit.

- (scoffs) No, he's real, trust me.

- Yo, how did you get touched?

'Cause I thought only suckers got touched.

Especially out there in the boondocks.

- What the fuck did you say?

- [Ronnie] You heard me.

- Yeah, I'll fuck you up, man.

- And I heard Pernell exiled yo' ass,

'cause you was fuckin' up business.

- Shit.

- And there ain't no real money sellin' trees

to a buncha white boys.

- Oh, is that right?

- That's what my man Mo Flood says.

- That's what Mo Flood said. (laughs)

Well, Mo can kiss my black ass.

And you can shut the fuck up.

'Cause you talk too much for a little kid.

- [Ronnie] I ain't no kid.

- Yo, Ronnie, you don't know shit about shit, man.

- What you mean?

You scared about jail, ain't you.

- Nah, what I gotta be scared of?

Yo, you know Shawn used to hustle for a minute.

- Word? (laughs)

Yo, I'd think he talks too much

to get involved with that shit.

- Nah, Ma set him straight.

He was gonna go to St. John's on a scholarship.

- St. Johns? - Yeah.

- Damn.

So if he stopped hustlin' to go to school,

why he never went?

- He had kids, man.

Shit, don't have no kids when you're young, man,

it's just not a good look, man.

Plus he stopped chillin' on the block

'cause he knew he was gonna get killed or fucked up, man.

Like your boy Mo Flood, or...

Or locked up.

- Yeah, right.

- Yo man, let me ask you something, little man.

Was I seeing things, or was that you chillin' with Mo Flood

on the corner this morning?

- Nah, yo.

Show you here.

- [Chris] Hey, yo, what the fuck, son!

Hey yo, what the fuck, son!

- No, whatcha doin'?

- Yo man! - Chill, man.

- What the fuck is you carryin' a burner for, son?

- Leave me alone, man.

- No, Ronnie,

why you carryin' a fuckin' burner for, son, huh?

You a killer now?

- Whatever, man.

- Whatever?

You listen, son,

I asked you somethin' real plain and simple, man.

If you carryin' a burner, you askin' to get killed.

- (tongue clicks) Whatever, man.

- Yo hold up, man.

Yo, I want your ass home by six.

- Why?

- You know what today is?

- Wednesday, nigga.

- Yo, it's Ma's birthday, man.

Damn.

You ain't even remember?

- I want your ass home by six?

You ain't my dad, and neither is that faggot ass, Shawn.

He ain't even really my brother.

He only my half-brother and half the time then

he talkin' about bullshit.

- You done?

- Yeah.

- Good man, 'cause we goin' shoppin'

for Ma's birthday party, man.

Me and you.

- What about Shawn?

- He's gotta work.

- Man, what are we buyin'?

Party hats and shit?

- Yeah, motherfucker, party hats and shit.

- Ain't interested.

- Too bad, because I'm not askin' you.

I'm tellin' you.

- All right.

Six o'clock.

- Bet.

(people chattering)

- [Shawn] Hey, yo, have a seat.

- Well, about time.

- Yo, what was that?

- Don't listen to this idiot, Shawn.

- Change.

- Thanks, buddy. - Yeah.

Is there a problem?

- Just curious, Shawn.

Where'd you get that nasty cut on your neck?

- Dude tried to rob a few years back on the 134.

- (laughing) You people, always shootin',

stabbin', killin' each other.

What a surprise.

- Yeah, you know, you right, Lek.

If only we black folk could be peacelovin' crooks

like you Albanians, right? (laughing)

- Go ahead, kid, finish your story.

- Well, it was like I said, man.

I was comin' home one night

and this dude tried to rob me, you know.

This little punk ass dude, named Keith,

tried to get some money out of my pocket.

And I only had like 40 bucks

but I wasn't about to give that up.

Yeah, so he pulled out his shank, yeah, he's like,

I know you just got paid,

give me your money, motherfucker. (laughs)

- Shit. - Yeah.

Like I said,

I wasn't about to give that up.

'Specially after workin' like 10 hours.

- So what did you do?

- I didn't do nothin'.

That shit was bleedin' everywhere, too.

But he ain't never take my $40.

- And?

- Well, you know.

Both my brothers was home, fuckin' around as usual.

- Your ass, man.

- That was you, don't curse yourself, son, you come on, man.

Yo, what the fuck happened, son.

- [Shawn] Don't worry about it.

- Yo, what the fuck happened, son!

- This dude, Keith, cut me.

- You let that little bitch cut you?

- Yo, I ain't let nobody cut me.

I ain't no motherfuckin' punk, okay.

- Then why you bleedin'?

- I said, (groans) I said I ain't let him cut me.

He just came at me when I wasn't lookin', okay.

Yo, where you goin'?

Yo, Chris!

- Are you gonna die, Shawn?

- Ronnie, go get me some towels, man.

I'm gonna be all right.

- So, what happened?

- So Chris went out lookin' for that motherfucker, right?

Ran into one of his boys, Killa J,

told him what happened and they started wilin' out.

So now it was them two ridin' the strip,

lookin' for this dude..

You know and they couldn't find him,

so Chris went to his big brother's house.

And he said, "Yo, you know Keith cut my man, right?

"Tried to rob him."

Big brother says, "Word, who's your man?"

Chris says "My brother."

So what ended up happening is

that big brother gave Chris permission

to take Keith back to the crib, make him apologize.

- [Ronnie] Go to the hospital, man.

- Yo, chill, Ronnie, I'm gonna be all right.

- [Ronnie] It's nasty.

- [Keith] Yo, what the fuck am I doin' here, man.

- Yo, what the fuck, Chris!

- [Keith] Yo, you trippin' son.

- Yo, fuck you man.

Apologize right now, man.

Yo, go to your room, man.

Go to your room, all right, go to your room, all right.

Yo, apologize right now, man.

- [Keith] Yeah, I don't know

what the hell you're talkin' about.

- Yo, I said, apologize.

I said, apologize.

Yo, get the fuck.

- Fuck, you, what is you doin', man?

- [Chris] I'm makin' this motherfucker apologize!

- Damn, man.

- [Chris] Don't you fuckin' damn me man.

Look, no, fuckin' no, you fuckin' apologize right now,

you hear me?

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry. - Apologize.

Get the fuck out of here, man.

(gentle music)

- Fuckin' A, man.

That's some real family shit right there.

I bet you guys were real close after that.

You okay, Shawn?

- Chris made Keith look me right in the eye and apologize.

You know what?

I think as a result it made Keith a better person, too.

(laughs) Yo, Chris be drivin' me crazy

because I'd be tryin' to show him the big picture,

but he don't want to hear that, man.

But I can tell you this.

He's always been loyal, always.

Always, always, always.

- [Freddy] So what you think?

- About that joint?

That joint is crazy, kid.

- Sound right?

- Yeah, I rock with that.

Yo, that's the new laptop you just bought?

- Yeah, I gotta stay on top of all the new shit, you know.

- [Darius] Definitely, definitely.

- And you don't kill that.

- No, I already got a drink for that.

That's gonna be crazy.

- Yo, Darius!

(men laughing)

- What's up, fairly. - I'm chillin' man.

- [Darius] That's good.

Yo, did you get that mix tape I dropped at the crib for you?

- What? (sighs)

It's crazy, man. - Oh, that's what's up.

That's what up.

Yo, Freddie, with the million dollar computer, man.

Yo, you think you can put that beat back on,

I wanted my man Chris to hear that.

- It's for sale, $500.

- Come on, son, you gonna try to pop out the motherboard

to my dawg, I see you in a minute.

Anyway, you know what, could you put that beat back on?

That's what we need to get focused on.

Yo, he got this joint that is crazy.

You know, you need to jump on this, man.

- Nah, man, it ain't my thing.

- Come on, man, but you a dope writer, man.

I know you still be puttin' the pen to the pad.

- Always, man.

- Yo, you know what,

I'm buggin' and I ain't even introduced you all.

Yo, Chris, this is my dawg Freddie, right here.

- What's good. - He a genius

with like all the engineering and everything.

- [Freddie] You ready, man.

- Yeah, I'm ready man, let's get it.

- [Freddie] All right.

(upbeat music)

♪ Mm, mm ♪

♪ Uh huh ♪

♪ Check it ♪

♪ I'm gonna put you in the know ♪

♪ About this kid named Buddy ♪

♪ Who used to be in charge ♪

♪ Of the whole student body ♪

♪ And had the kind of swagger ♪

♪ That you just couldn't copy ♪

♪ So of course I took it hard ♪

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♪ Til you're somebody ♪

♪ And there really ain't enough of me ♪

♪ So I'm gonna give it everything I got ♪

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♪ Oo ♪

- Yo, that shit is good money, son.

- What? - For real, man.

- Damn, so why you gotta breeze so quick?

- Yo, man, I'm out on bail, man.

I'm not even supposed to be here right now.

(hisses) Yo, but I'll be outta there in six months.

- So what you gonna do when you come home?

- I don't know, man.

- You know Pernell gonna take care of you.

- No, I'm good.

- I mean, you ain't gotta be doin' the same things

you was doing.

You know, he got legit stuff too.

- Yeah, I know but, yo.

I gotta do my own thing right now, you know.

Fix the things I need to be fixed.

You feel me?

- Nah, I feel ya.

'Cause you know it was crazy when my brother got locked up.

It was all, wow, man, you know what I'm sayin'.

But then, you know, he gave us all this,

he hooked it up.

You know what I'm sayin'.

You know, he said I earned it, you know what I mean.

- You know, I feel ya man.

You know, you definitely doing your thing with it man.

- Well. - The lowdown, the lowdown.

- Look, I got somethin' I want you to check out, man.

Somethin' I wrote.

It's a piece about my Moms, you know.

I was gonna give it to her as a letter,

but, just didn't feel right.

- Nah, this dope, though, like,

I could hook this up for you.

- No doubt man. - All right.

Yeah, scream at me later, man, I'll have somethin' for you.

- All right. - All right, man.

- [Chris] All right, go on.

(Darius laughs)

- He's too crazy.

(gentle music)

- It was business shit.

- (laughs) Yeah, 'kay.

- Pernell sent me to Long Island to work the suburbs.

You know, I'm the Hood, Robin Hood.

I take from the rich and I give to the poor,

you know what I mean?

- No, I don't know what you mean.

All I know is you didn't have the goddamn decency

to tell me whassup or holler at me

or tell me hello or give me a phone call, anything.

- Yo, we're not even together!

Like I gotta report to you and shit?

C'mon, man.

- You know what Chris?

I hope one day you'll deal with shit like a real man

instead of walkin' away all the damn time.

Sorry.

- Me too.

- Come on.

- Mm-hm, and I said to him

I don't care you're the new assistant manager.

If I get the job done don't worry about how I get there.

And if you don't like my style you can kiss my ass. (laughs)

- No, you didn't. (both laughing)

- [Quila] Fire me, I said, I'd love it.

- Oh, Quila.

- [Quila] So why are you lookin' so cute tonight, huh?

- What?

Please, go on. - Mm-hm.

What's happening?

- Nothing's happening.

- [Quila] Hm.

- Okay, it's my birthday.

- It's your birthday? - Yes.

- Well why didn't you say so, love.

- [Lynn] Oh, it's not important.

- You are bugging.

I'm taking you out tonight.

- No, no.

- And we're going to go drinking.

- Uh uh.

- And we're gonna get drunk.

- No.

(Lynn sighs)

- You okay? - Yeah.

Get the bucket, let's go.

- Girl, you're tryin' to say I don't come around anymore.

Like I don't know what 'hood is.

Meanwhile, you put Shawn in the same crib I had out there,

I guarantee he won't take one look back.

- You don't know that.

- He's acting like I just use people.

Like I don't give back.

What, you, too?

C'mon, man!

You killin' me!

- It's not so much that you don't give back

it's just that it's more of sellin' out.

(both laughing)

- You too real sometimes, Nat, I swear.

Damn.

(phone ringing)

- [Ronnie] Ayo!

- Your ass better be home by six.

- [Ronnie] Why, what's good, you know?

- Ma's party!

- [Ronnie] I said okay, damn, man.

- Yo, you better be there, man, or I will beat your ass.

- [Mo] Ayo, who dat?

- [Ronnie] My brother, Chris.

- [Mo] Yo, tell that bitch ass punk to holla at me pronto.

(Ronnie laughs) - Ronnie, who that?

- [Ronnie] All right, yo, one.

- Ronnie!

(phone clicks)

Damn.

You know, that dude Mo Flood, man, I swear.

He's poison.

- What about him?

- Well he's fuckin' with my little brother.

- Little Ronnie, who I used to babysit?

- That's fucked up, right?

- That can't be good.

- Trust me, it ain't.

- You know I'm gonna look after Ronnie while you're gone.

You know Ronnie listens to me.

- Yeah, I know, but,

I just can't get this off my mind.

- Why don't you put your mind on something else.

(dramatic music) - Don't move!

Yo Mo, son, come on son! (man groaning)

Get up son, son move!

Yo Mo, c'mon son.

My Mo.

Mo?

Come on.

(somber music)

- Come on in.

Look, I know it's not the Playboy Mansion,

but, ah, it's your new home.

You like it, it's good, right?

- This is really mine?

- Well, technically it's mine.

But you're gonna live here.

See, Christopher, Like the late, great Dr. King,

I, too, have a dream.

- [Chris] Word.

- That dream is to drive

all narcotics trafficking out of the 'hood

and into these rich, white suburban streets.

Take from the rich and give back to the poor.

- Oh, that's crazy, man.

I don't even know what to say.

- Say, yes.

Want to see it?

Check it out.

- Damn.

- [Nat] What's the matter?

- I gotta go, I'm gonna be late.

- You fuckin' around?

- Nah, man, my mom's party, tonight.

All right, chill.

- You a motherfuckin' mama's boy.

You know that?

- Yeah, that's why you fuckin' with me, right?

'Cause you can tell a lot about a man

by the way he treats his Mama (laughs).

- Is that right. (giggling)

I'm gonna see you tomorrow, right?

I don't wanna say goodbye right now.

- I'm gonna come through early, tomorrow.

- How early?

(gentle music)

- I want you to be there for me

when I get out, okay?

- Okay.

(phone buzzes)

(Nat laughs softly)

(engine puttering)

- [Mo] Mr. Price, what's good my brother.

- Who the fuck is this, man. - What?

- Yo Ronnie, go home now, man.

- Why?

- Why?

Yo, what I say earlier man.

We be goin' shopping for Ma's party at six.

- Come on, chill, Chris.

- Yo fuck chill, man.

Yo go home now and wait man.

- Go on fuck that.

Now who the fuck is the stool, man.

- Whoa, whoa, easy.

Yo Ronnie, listen to your brother.

Fuck wrong with you, that's your Momma.

(hissing) Yo, you all are constipated shit,

fall back motherfuckers.

You all know who this is, don't you?

This is Chris Price, motherfucker,

Strong Island in the flesh.

(hisses) Go ahead, bounce, Ronnie.

- [Ronnie] I'll see ya.

See ya, Mo.

- Go on down.

- Still my dude, right.

- Yo, Ron, you see the Ma.

- [Chris] Now let's talk man.

- Yeah, let's chill in the truck my dude.

Motherfucker's getting all emotional and shit,

causin' all types of scenes.

Somebody might die out in these motherfuckers.

We got Liberty all the way down to Baisley.

It's a beautiful thing.

And I know six months is crazy,

but when you get home, everything'll be cool.

- Speak for yourself, Mo.

- Listen, man, don't think

this shit you're going through

ain't going to be appreciated.

Especially by the big homey sittin'

at the grownup table, nah mean?

Pernell's gonna look out for you, man, no question.

'Cause, um, we all gotta make sacrifices.

- No doubt.

- Pernell's like a father to me.

He's like a father to all of us.

- Ronnie says he's never seen him.

- What you sayin?

What's that supposed to mean?

- It means stay the fuck away from him, Mo.

- (laughs) Word.

See, that's what I don't understand.

Why you trippin' over this Ronnie shit

when you're like my brothers?

- He's not your brother, Mo.

He's my brother.

You feel me?

- Hey, yo, Ray!

Bring my chair.

Listen homie, I ain't with all this sideways shit.

I'ma just attribute it to the fact

that your ass is about to get locked up.

But you better be easy.

And Ronnie be grindin', too, boy.

That youngin' got hustler's ambition!

In fact, he might be the next Shawn.

(Chris laughs)

- Like I said, stay the fuck away from him, Mo!

- [Ray] Yo, everything alright?

- Yeah, we all right.

Later, my brother.

Keep your head up in the joint.

- Yo, where'd you get touched?

- Suffolk County.

- Damn, Riverhead, son?

I been to Riverhead.

You know, they gonna fuck you up.

(Chris scoffs)

- What's wrong with the computers?

- They just came in, only that one's online.

- When the rest of 'em gonna be online?

- I don't know, a couple of weeks.

- Listen, lady.

- Si.

- I gotta use this computer, it's an emergency.

(speaking in foreign language)

Only gotta hop on for like 30 minutes,

(speaking in foreign language) 30 minutes.

(speaking in foreign language)

(Shawn coughs)

(woman laughs)

Here's $20.

(speaking in foreign language)

- You are offered the dream of a lifetime.

Say yes! (laughs)

I'm already got my dream, got my company,

got these two beautiful ladies that just come in here

every night and spruce the place up. (laughing)

- What were you saying, Lynn?

- Chris, he's leavin' day after tomorrow for Tennessee.

He's going to computer training, girl.

- Computer training? - Mm-hm.

Isn't that great?

- Well.

Baby, computer training sounds so damn generic.

I'm on the Internet all night long.

Is that computer training, too?

(Victor laughing)

I think you should ask Chris

what computer training really means.

- So what you tryin' to say, Quila?

Chris is a liar?

- Lynn, Lynn, have Chris teach you

some basic computer skills.

I can get you a sweet front desk job at corporate.

- Oh me on a computer.

I don't think so.

- No, no, I'm serious.

And the pay's good.

- I'll think about it.

- Good, sounds like you're proud of your boys though.

- Yeah, my precious boys.

- Man I love kids. - Really?

- [Victor] Yeah.

- Victor, you have any

little (speaking in foreign language) running around?

(women laughing)

- I had a son.

- Victor, we have meeting that we need to attend.

- I'll just do this then.

We're going down to the meeting.

You guys gonna be all right?

- Yeah, mm-hmm. - I'll catch up.

(women sighing)

- Girl, you gotta count your blessings.

- Amen.

Amen.

- [Pernell] What's up, man?

How ya-- How's it goin'.

- Cut that out, come on.

How you doin', brother.

Come on, sit down.

Have a seat.

(sighs) So what's good, man.

- Chillin'.

I only can stay for a minute though.

- Okay, oh right, your mom's birthday party, right.

That's a beautiful thing, man, wow.

Mothers.

Motherhood.

It's a powerful thing, Chris.

Well that's one of the most powerful forces on earth.

Hm, my pops, before he left us,

I remember this one time when I was at the daycare center.

I was just a little kid.

- Daycare?

You remember that far back?

- I remember every pivotal moment in my life, Chris.

So, I had a temperature, 105 degrees,

I needed to go to the hospital.

My mother, she was workin' as a maid in the hotel,

so she couldn't leave her job.

So she calls my pop, who naturally,

was unemployed, sittin' at a bar, drinkin' the shit.

So, she called him and told him to pick me up from school

and take me to the hospital.

- Word.

- Yeah, so pops comes stumbling into the classroom,

all the kids are asleep.

You know, I mean, it's daycare days, man, it was nap time.

So, he stumbles over to my cot,

and he picks me up, carries me outside,

freezing cold, puts me in the car,

drives me to the hospital,

carries me from the car inside to the emergency room.

Pullin' a blanket down from my head,

makin' sure I'm good.

- So what happened?

- It wasn't me, Chris.

He picked up the wrong kid.

This stupid, drunk motherfucker

couldn't even recognize his own flesh and blood.

- Sorry, man.

But, damn, that's some real fucked up shit.

- I don't think a mother,

any mother, would ever make that mistake.

A mother knows her child, Chris.

Is one with that child.

Til the grave.

- No doubt.

- Did you tell her?

- Nah.

I can't.

She thinks I'm going away to some job training in Tennessee,

for some computers and shit, man. (laughs)

Yo, if I really told her what was going down, man,

it would mess her up.

Yo, I never really ask for anything, Pernell, but,

I really need a favor, from the heart, man.

- Whatever you need, man, I'm set.

- It's about Mo, he's--

- Chris, if you gonna ask me to send Mo

to Long Island instead of Parker, the answer is no.

- Nah, it ain't that it's just you know--

- Russ, hey man.

Listen, hey, one second.

I gotta take this.

I got a meeting with the borough president

about a scholarship that my foundation is sponsoring,

so let's finish this later, okay.

Brother, I'ma talk to you.

- All right. - All right.

Russ, get in here, man, have a seat.

- Pernell, how are you.

- [Pernell] I'm good, how's the borough president doing?

- Keeping me pretty busy.

How you doin'? - Sure, I'm good.

So, how much is this gonna cost me? (laughs)

- (laughs) It's gonna cost you 50, Pernell.

- 50 grand. - 50

- Okay, between you and me,

is that a hard 50 or is it negotiable?

- [Chris] Damn, man, what the fuck.

- Hangin' out at your mom's, huh, poppi.

- Are you followin' me, Flip?

- It's my job.

- Yo, I just came from my mom's place,

I'm heading back there in a minute.

- Bullshit.

- Yo, gimme a break, Flip.

I'm going away for six months.

Yo, I got some shit I gotta take care of.

- Oh, yeah, poppi?

What kinda shit?

Enlighten me.

- Yo, c'mon, Flip, man, don't sweat me like that, man.

I ain't doing nothing shady.

- You swear?

- Yeah.

- Lemme ask you something.

If I were to pat you down right now, what would I find?

- My wallet, some keys and some lint.

- You wouldn't bullshittin' me now, would ya, Chris.

- No, sir.

- You remember what the judge said?

You fuck up just once, your probation goes bye-bye.

And you serve three hard.

- Yeah, I remember.

- I want you back at your mom's crib before dark.

And that's an order.

- [Chris] Yes, sir.

- Yo, yo, yo.

Ain't your license suspended?

I want you to park that heap at your mom's ASAP.

(phone beeping) Hold on.

Rojas.

Ah, dammit, not again.

What did he have on 'em?

Oh, geez, that motherfucker.

Okay, I'll be right there.

I gotta go.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Bright an early.

(car beeping)

(somber music)

- Shawn, my man, you gettin' me in trouble.

- What, you all closed?

- Ah, yeah.

- All right, man.

- Thank you.

- Why don't you just buy a computer?

- Yo, can't afford no computer.

Barely afford to feed Kendis and the kids, Ronnie, Ma, shit.

- Damn.

- Yo, I was thinking.

When you get back from your little vacation,

why don't you could come work with me, doing construction.

- For real?

- Yeah, for these two Albanian dudes that I know.

- Albanians? (laughing)

Whoa, man, you trippin'.

Yo, those cats are crazy.

- Nah, these dudes is cool.

Especially Bosh, yo, it's his company.

But you know, you get to work outside, usin' your hands,

doin' something positive.

You feel me?

- Yo, ain't that shit dangerous?

- (laughs) It's less dangerous than being in sales, yo.

- I dunno, maybe.

But, um, good lookin' out, though.

- Yo, why you come here, anyway?

- Thought you might have needed a ride to your security gig,

man, you know, like, fuck the bus.

- Nah.

- I don't mind, man, you know,

I didn't mean to sweat you earlier about Ma's party.

- Yo, don't worry about that.

But you ain't gotta give me a ride to work

'cause I called in sick.

(Chris laughs)

Yo, let's go get some shit for Ma's party.

- Huh?

Come on, man.

(Shawn laughing)

Stupid.

- Good?

- [Chris] Yeah, that's good.

Go get them box of candles, right there.

- [Ronnie] All right.

So Shawn.

- Yo.

- How old's Mom?

- 44, son.

- What about when she had you?

- Well, she was 17.

(Shawn sighs)

Yo, Chris, gotta talk to you man-to-man.

You all need to talk to Ma, man.

About bankruptcy.

- Bankruptcy.

- She got a lot of debt, man,

and I can't keep helpin' out like I do.

- Damn, man.

- Yeah.

And this $12-an-hour cleaning gig, ain't cuttin' it man.

She can't make a mortgage on that kind of chump change.

- Yo, that job be killin' Ma.

See how she always grabbin' her back.

Man, she too old for that shit.

- But they got her trapped though, man.

She keep takin' out them predatory pay-day loans,

keeping the bird in debt.

- What can she do?

- Well, I spoke to an attorney,

he says the best thing she can do is change her number,

so some of the collectors can stop calling her,

harrassin' her, but you know how she is,

headstrong and shit. (laughs)

Yeah.

Now, look, man, she be tryin' to pay her bills.

But all she doin' is payin' interest.

- Yo, I'm gonna ask Pernell.

- No, Chris.

- Yo, what happened?

- No, come on, let's bounce man.

Oh, make sure you get those forks right there.

- All right, yeah, I got 'em.

I'm sayin' what's really good?

Your parents ain't home this weekend?

Word, that's what's up.

- [Chris] You know, this is all my fault, ain't it Shawn?

- No, man.

Yo, pass me the tape so we can finish these streamers up.

- Damn, K., you're a MILF, yo.

(Kendis laughs mockingly)

- What did you just say to my wife, man?

- Yo, don't worry, man.

It's a compliment.

- Apologize to my wife, Ronnie.

- Sorry, Kendis.

- Now chill out.

Show some respect, remember, you're only

as good as the people you surround yourself with.

(bright music)

- All right, she's comin', she's comin'.

- [Shawn] Yeah.

- [All] Surprise!

(Lynn screaming)

- [Shawn] Happy birthday, Ma!

- Oh my God! - Happy birthday!

- [Lynn] You all crazy!

- [Chris] Happy birthday, Ma.

- [Lynn] What is of all this?

- I love you.

- Happy birthday, Grandma. - Hey!

Oh my God.

- [Sheila] You want me to take your bag.

- [Nat] Happy birthday.

- You almost gave me a heart attack.

Hey Nat, oh my goodness.

- [Shawn] We got dinner, we got dessert.

- What? - Uh huh.

Get your coat off, sit down, sit down.

- Okay, well let me do, I look a mess.

I gotta, just give me a minute and I'll be right back.

- [Shawn] All right well, hurry up,

hurry up, Ronnie's hungry.

- This is too much.

(all laughing)

- You saw Ma's face. - Yeah.

- Yeah, we got her good. - We got her man, we got her.

- We got her, yep. - That was fun.

- This is cool man.

- Come on, light foot.

- [Lynn] Thank you.

- You want me to say grace, Ma?

- No, I'm gonna say it tonight, honey.

All right.

Lord, Jesus, who died for our sins.

I want to thank you tonight for my wonderful, loving family.

I am truly wealthy, in the way that matters the most.

And, Lord, we ask that you guide my boy Christopher

on his journey to Tennessee for computer training.

May you lead him and guide him, in Jesus name we pray, amen.

- Amen. - Amen.

- Amen. - Amen.

- Salute. - Yeah.

- Baby, pass me the--

- So, Chris? - Yeah.

- You must be real excited about this computer training.

- Yeah, no doubt.

- Want some, Ma. - Yeah, just a little.

- It's definitely gonna be an education.

- Well, I am really proud of you.

Really proud.

(dramatic music)

(people chattering)

(all laughing) (people cheering)

- Whoo, yeah!

- [Shawn] Yeah!

- Oh, look at this.

This is so pretty.

- [Sheila] I wrapped it, Grandma.

- Oh, thank you so much, Sheila,

thank you, this is really beautiful.

It's so nice, thank you guys.

- [Ronnie] Look at what I got you.

- Oh, well the box is pretty.

- Thank you.

- Oh, (gasps) oh, Ronnie, look at this.

- Bought it with my own money.

- Your own money?

Oh, look at this, this is so pretty.

What's it say?

- Number one, Mom.

- Oh my goodness.

Honey, I'm gonna put this in the kitchen.

- Yeah, think you can use it. - It looks great.

Well, I love it. - Yeah.

(phone ringing)

- How we lookin'?

- [Darius] I'm almost done.

- No doubt.

Yo, I'm gonna come through when you're ready, man.

- [Darius] Word.

- Oh and also.

- [Darius] What's good.

- Yo, tell Freddie I'm gonna buy that shit off him, man.

- [Darius] I'll let him know and then I'll put it back.

- I'm gonna have the dough for him tonight.

- Word. - All right.

- [Darius] We're on it.

- No man, she ain't here.

I don't know.

No, she don't have a cell phone either, man.

Okay, excuse me.

Have you ever heard of the FDCPA?

Fair Debt Collections Practices Act.

Okay, well, Ms. Rose will be sending a written dispute

to your agency about these alleged debts.

Well, that means you have to stop all collection efforts

and cease communication until you comply

with section eight or nine of that act.

Have a good night.

All right, talk to you later, asshole, bye.

- I wish they'd just leave me alone.

I try to pay.

- Those debt collectors are predators.

Honestly, everybody has money problems.

Don't feel ashamed.

- (sighs) They're gonna take this house.

They're gonna take the house.

- What?

Where we gonna live?

- Yo, chill, Ronnie.

That ain't gonna happen, never.

- Yeah.

Don't worry, Ma.

- I don't know what I'd do without you all.

- Well, Nat, let me take you home, you know.

I gotta get up early for you know.

- Jail (coughing).

- Computer trainin' is tough and all but it ain't jail.

What?

- Christopher.

- Ma, he's only playin'.

- Do you have any idea what these two are talkin' about?

Do you know anything

about this computer trainin' in Tennessee?

- I heard about it.

Supposed to be real good school, Ma.

And Chris is gonna get a real interesting education.

Ain't that right, Chris.

- Yeah, that's right.

Ma, I got to go, I love you.

Gotta take Nat home.`

- [Nat] It's not even 10:30 yet.

- We gotta go, you know.

- Chris.

Don't you walk out that door.

- Ma, I gotta go.

- Why?

Why'd you come here if you have to turn around and leave.

- Mom, I'm sorry.

It's not happenin' with your present,

you know, it's a long story, but.

- Chris, I don't care nothin' about no presents.

I'm asking you where are you going?

What is goin' on here?

- Nothin'. - Nothin.

- Don't leave this house, Chris.

- Please, Ma.

Let me go.

- I'm sorry.

Happy birthday. - Thank you.

- Ronnie, come here.

Come here.

Everything's gonna be all right.

(gentle music)

- I gotta go.

- Come on, I told you I want to.

- Me too, but, but I, we can't, not tonight.

- Just tell whoever you're meeting

that you're gonna be a little late.

- I can't do that.

- You meetin' Pernell, ain't you.

(tense music)

- Baby, I love you, but I gotta go.

- Ain't givin' no damn 50K.

Maybe 20, 25, yo, he brought the borough president

to the table, man.

- I understand that, and I'm not tryin' to count your money.

But you can give him 20 and a ticket, you know,

to the Bahamas, it's 399 special right now, you know.

(both laughing)

- Ya man, I know.

We gotta do something, though.

- Why are you always sneakin' up on somebody's car?

You're like the black shadow.

What is this?

- [Chris] It's for Pernell.

It ain't loaded.

- [Lawrence] Are you out of your fuckin' mind,

bringin' this here.

What were you thinkin'?

This ain't the lost and found, nigga.

- Chill, chill, chill, Chris, get in the car, man.

Come, let me talk to you.

Where'd you get this?

- Found it on Ronnie.

- How old is he again?

- 12.

- (sighs) This got any bodies on it?

- I don't know.

I don't think so.

But, I don't want him around it

or any other kid, for that matter.

- You got a good soul, Chris.

So I'm gonna give you $200

for your act of community service.

Okay? (laughing)

You got that? - Yeah, I got it.

- Yeah.

- Can you make it five?

- (laughing) You want $500, that's what I want.

Give it to him.

- Thank you.

- Yeah, but you call me when you get out of camp.

(Lawrence laughing) 'Kay?

- Actually, there's one more thing.

- Chris, I know what you want, all right?

We'll put you back out on the island when you're done.

- No, it ain't that.

I want you to tell Mo to stay away from Ronnie.

- Chris, that's not what I do.

You know me better than that.

I don't tell no man what he can or can't do.

I just provide options.

- Remember what you said about your pops?

- [Pernell] (sighs) Yeah.

- And how he didn't even recognize you?

Well, Ronnie pops, mine's too, I guess,

well,

we never even seen that motherfucker before.

You follow me?

- Yeah.

Consider it done.

You be careful out there, man.

I'll see you when you get out.

Be careful.

- [Lawrence] Don't you slam my door.

All right, sneaky.

- (hisses) Shut this door.

- [Lawrence] Suck your teeth,

your momma brought you into this world, I take you out.

- [Pernell] Easy, be easy.

- I can't believe you told that little punk about your dad.

- [Pernell] Man, he just tryin' to figure it out.

He be all right. - What?

- [Pernell] He's a good kid, man.

He's a good kid.

- Which dad story you told him?

- [Pernell] Come on, I'm tryin' to calm down.

- Shit.

Let's get up out of here.

(gentle music)

(phone ringing)

- Yeah, Flip.

Be right down.

(Chris sighs)

(upbeat music)

♪ The closer I get to you ♪

♪ The closer I get to you ♪

♪ The more you make me see ♪

♪ Oo ♪

♪ You've been with me from the top ♪

♪ Oh, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ God has come to me ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Me and the mother and the job ♪

♪ Is never really done ♪

♪ And I'm the first to admit ♪

♪ I ain't been the perfect son ♪

♪ But truly on this day ♪

♪ When you celebrate life ♪

♪ I think about the wrongs that I need to make right ♪

♪ For all the times you struggled ♪

♪ And sacrificed it all ♪

♪ Just to make sure we had jackets in the fall ♪

♪ And I clearly recall you living in pain ♪

♪ From you either takin' two buses ♪

♪ And ridin' the train ♪

♪ But like a elevator, oh ♪

♪ We eventually found ♪

♪ And headed to a place where success is found ♪

♪ And since you gave me direction ♪

♪ And the test is now ♪

♪ The last think I want to do is let you down ♪

♪ So whether you get somebody that will give you anything ♪

♪ Never ask for nothin' but gave you everything ♪

♪ And that's the kind of love you ain't supposed to forget ♪

♪ So the longer that I'm gone ♪

♪ The closer I get to you ♪

♪ You, you, you ♪

♪ The closer I get to you ♪

♪ The closer I get to you ♪

♪ The more you make me see ♪

♪ Oo ♪

♪ You've been with me from the top ♪

♪ Oo, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ God has come to me ♪

♪ Oh ♪

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♪ The more you make me see ♪

♪ The closer I get to you ♪

♪ The closer I get to you ♪

♪ The more you make me see ♪

♪ He knew hell ♪

♪ Was on the other side ♪

♪ He's ♪

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