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(BOY HUMMING)

* Sing with a voice of

* Comfort and gladness

* You give me joy

(CHOIR SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(CHOIR CHEERING)

BOY: Hey, one, two, three!
Whoo!

* Yeah!

* We're singing out to him

* Sing with me now! Yeah

* Singing is the way we
Way we celebrate

* Freedom to
express ourselves
in every single way

* I can't help
but let out...

* ...every song
I feel inside

* Do your dance,
it's your chance
Let it shine

CHOIR:
* Sing of your love
Love

BOY:
* Your love

CHOIR:
* Oh, come make
a joyful noise

BOY:
* Make a joyful noise

CHOIR:
* Come and rejoice
Joice

BOY:
* Make a joyful!

CHOIR:
* Oh, come make
a joyful noise

Yeah... I didn't...

* Come make a joyful noise

(RAPPING)
* I know you feel it
Jam rock soul

* Joyful noise
giving the feeling
I can't control

* Way down, deep in my soul

* Top let back
with my beat down low
Turn it up

* No need to be under

* The boom in my bass
will rock you like thunder

* So make way
for the joy when it rains

* Down with the sound
of greatest in the game

CHOIR:
* Sing of your love
Love

* Oh, come make
a joyful noise

* Oh, come make
a joyful noise

CHOIR:
* Come and rejoice
Joice

* Oh, come make a joyful

BOY:
* Come sing with me

* A joyful noise

* Come make a joyful

* A joyful
BOY:
* A joyful noise!

CHOIR:
* Come make
a joyful noise *

(CONGREGATION CHEERING)

JACOB: Cyrus, why do
you want to embarrass me?

That's not what I want to do.

Then what was
that nonsense out there?

When I appointed you
choir director,

I assumed your talent
would be used to sing
praises to the Lord.

Well, I know, Dad.

That's why it was
a gospel rap and not,

you know,
something inappropriate.

Any rap is inappropriate
as far as I'm concerned.

Rap is the devil's music,
and does not belong
in a house of worship.

Honey...

We will not have
this discussion again.

Yes, sir.

CYRUS: Kris, you know
I'm comin' through
with the hot beats.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
who's rappin' tonight?

Bling? Again?
Man, I can't stand him!

(DRUM TRACK PLAYING)

Yeah. Yeah, that's it.

Yo, let me get on this.
I'll see you at the club.

Man, no,
I don't have to sneak out.
All right, I'm my own man.

(CLATTERING)

(PANTING)

(CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey, people don't know,
but my rap game
is tight, too.

I just, you know,
I keep it on the low.

We always enjoy you, Kris.

We should get
together sometime,
you know,

and keep this
whole vibe going.

Anytime.

Nope, nice to
meet you, I'm Cyrus,

Kris' invisible friend
since kindergarten.

Oh, my bad, man.
Did you wanna meet
those honies?

No, I wasn't
interested anyway.
They're not my type.

(CHUCKLES)

Wait, "fine"
is not your type?

No, I just want a girl
who's about something,

a girl who has substance.

A girl I can take to
the Atlanta Jazz Museum.
You feel me?

No, I don't.
Forget them, all right.

There are plenty
of honies in here.

Cy, what up with
the new beats, bro,
did you hook me up?

Yeah! Got it right here.

My man. Catch you later.
All right.

Cyrus, quit dogging!

Oh, Levi.
Sorry, I got caught up.

Yeah, come on,
get these tables bussed.

I'm on it.
(CROWD CHEERING)

Hey, bro. You think you could
play this for me, please?

Yeah, all right.
Yes! Thank you.

Sure.

LEVI OVER MIC: All right!

Welcome to
Club Off The Street.

The coolest place to hang
and be on the street.

I'm your boy Levi
and you know
how we do it every week.

So let's go from
rhythm to rhyme

as we crown
this month's rap king!

All right!
We started with eight.
Now we're down to two.

Give it up for newcomer,
Da Boss.

(CROWD CHEERING)

And returning champ
from last month

and the month before that,
Lord of Da Bling.

(CHEERING LOUDLY)

You're going down.
Nah! You're gonna get it.

* The party's goin' wild
Tonight's the night

LEVI:
* Come on, come on

* This club is on fire,
put out your lights

LEVI:
* Let's go, let's go

* The party's goin' wild
Tonight's the night

LEVI:
* Come on, come on

* This club is on fire,
put out your lights

LEVI:
* Let's go, let's go

(RAPPING)
* Yeah, they call you
Da Bling

* But your jewels
looks spoiled

* Your platinum chain
looks like aluminum foil

* Your hat's too small
'cause your head's too big

* The hair under your arm's
like a real big wig

* Stop, quit, Bling retire

* Your breath's so bad
that your face needs a shower

* A marathon wash
Two or three hours

* The roof of your mouth
Your mouth is on fire

* It's about to go down

LEVI: Come on!
Come on, come on!

CREW:
* It's about to go down
Put your hands in the air

* It's about to go down

(RAPPING)
* They call you Da Boss
But you have no wealth

* No employees
You should fire yourself

* And your pants so tight
that you can barely move

* You're a bum that says,
"I'll rap for food"

* You're an actor dude
with an attitude

* I'm the streets' theme song
You're an interlude

* Gonna put you on a plate
Watch you get chewed

* They should
call you a ghost
the way you get booed

CREW:
* The party's goin' wild
Tonight's the night

LEVI:
* Come on, come on

* This club is on fire,
put out your lights

LEVI:
* Let's go, let's go

* The party's goin wild
Tonight's the night

LEVI:
* Come on, come on

* This club is on fire,
put out your lights

Let's go!

LEVI:
* Lights off, lights off

CREW:
* Anything you can do,
I can do better

* Bring it when you want to
I'm ready whenever

* Show me what you got
LEVI:
* Come on!

* I'll show you what I got

LEVI:
* Come on!

* Will you rock or roll
The winner takes all

LEVI:
* Lights off, lights off,
lights off, lights off

* Lights off, lights off,
lights off, lights off

* Lights off, lights off
Come on, come on

* Lights off, lights off
Come on, come on

* Lights off, lights off
Come on, come on

* Lights off, lights off
Come on, come on

(RAPPING)
* I know I'm ready and able

* But I'm stuck here
bussing all these tables

* I could show
I got what it takes

* But I already used
my 15-minute break

* I'm working for
minimum wage when I should
be up on the stage

* Feel like I'm in a cage
I need to turn the page

* 'Cause the other guys
are fake

* I could leave
the crowd amazed

CREW:
* The party's goin' wild
Tonight's the night

LEVI:
* Come on, come on

* This club is on fire,
put out your lights

LEVI:
* Let's go, let's go

Gentlemen, round two!

(CROWD CHEERING)

(RAPPING)
* I'm bling like my watch
so let's get it tockin'

* Your clothes
are full of holes

* like your granny's
ripped stockings

* Your style is old,
not a good look

* Watch Da Boss get burnt
like the food she cooks

* Bling,
I think you need a shower
I hear you scream

* But your odor's
much louder

* No, that's the sound
of victory

* Now do your day job
and get my car for me

Ooh!

LEVI: It is over!

CREW:
* The party's goin' wild
Tonight's the night

LEVI:
* Come on, come on

* This club is on fire,
put out your lights

LEVI:
* Let's go, let's go

* The party's goin' wild
Tonight's the night

LEVI:
* Yo, yo, come on

* This club is on fire,
put out your lights

LEVI:
* Let's go, let's go

(ALL CHEERING)

All right, all right.

Now this is how we do it
here on our street.

It's summer break
so we give kids the beats

to keep them off the streets.

And Bling is still king!

Wait! And one more thing.

I will be
takin' home the crown

at the Rap Grand Slam
this year!

(CROWD CHEERING)

All of Atlanta will know
who Bling from Midtown is.
Midtown, stand up!

Let's go, let's go!

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

(TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING)

I'm sorry.

Yeah, you are sorry.

You messed up
my new shoes, stupid.

You lucky you didn't do it
while I was spitting
my hot rhymes.

(LAUGHING)

It wasn't that hot.

What?

No, he did not
just call me out!

(RAPPING)
* Listen up, y'all
We got a brain to find

* 'Cause this
whippersnapper's
done lost his mind

* I'm getting rich
off my words

* But now
I'm getting challenged
by "revenge of the nerds" *

(ALL LAUGHING)
Whoa!

Is that the best you can do?
"Revenge of the nerds"?

I mean, come on, man.
That's just way too easy.

You got some basic skill,
I'll give you that.

But you ain't all that
with the rhymes.

Oh.

Oh, really, Mr. Nerd?

So what you really
trying to say?

I can come up five better,

and more clever ways
that you could've dissed me.

Five? Please!
In your dreams.

(RAPPING)
* One, I'm tripping literally

* I should be dish-washing

* 'Cause I got
bow-legged knees
and often they be crossin'

* Go ahead and ask my bosses

* They'll tell you
that I'm clumsy

* I'll probably
fall into your fist

* so you won't
have to punch me

Yeah! Clean it up!

Let's go, baby! Come on.

(RAPPING)
* Two, I'm vegetarian

* So I don't want no beef

* You floss
expensive jewelry

* I floss my crooked teeth

* I sing in church choir
My daddy is a reverend

* I tried to be a gangster,
but my curfew was 11:00

* Three, I drive my Vespa
through the streets

* And wear my helmet proud

* Do my homework every night

* And then come here
to this rowdy crowd

* I signed up for the battle
Filled in all the basics

* But when
they saw that it was me

* They put me
on the wait list

* Four, I run from
bullies in the streets

* I don't know how to fight

* I don't throw
lefts or rights

* I just left
and sprinted right

* I'm skinny, y'all
Scrawny arms and a tiny chest

* Shoot,
I could hide behind that pole
if I just hold my breath

(EXCLAIMING)

* Five,
my apron looks like a dress

* I should twirl around
like a pretty princess

* I'm not a busboy,
I'm a waitress

* But I can't
get the drinks right
Taste test

* Let me buy another round
for your guest

* My hands got sweaty
and I lost my grip

* My shoes don't fit
They're hand-me-downs

* From the Salvation Army
right downtown

* When I walk into the room,
the lights go down

* I'm so ugly,
Mom won't hug me

* And that's 10
better disses than you

* I beat myself
Something you couldn't do *

Really? Really?

Yo, yo, everybody!

It seems as if
Urkel over here

thinks he's
a pretty clever rapper.
Yeah, pretty clever.

So, I'm calling him out.

ALL: (CHANTING)
Urkel, Urkel, Urkel,

Urkel, Urkel, Urkel,

Urkel, Urkel, Urkel.

KRIS: Yo, Cy,
don't worry about that clown.

That fake jewelry
is gonna put a rash
around his neck.

He straight-up
embarrassed me.

One day he'll get
his payback.

But seriously, Cy,
what's your deal, man?

'Cause I know you got
them dope rhymes
in the notepad.

I don't know. It's just...

It's different
when I'm writing songs
by myself.

I can't do all
that up on the stage
when everyone's watching me.

Cy. All you need to do
is get your flow tight,

get some new phat gear,
work on your stage presence,

hit the gym a lil' bit,
get a haircut,
moisturize that ashy skin,

and if you put some
zit cream on that forehead,
you'll be straight, dude!

I'm telling you.

Oh, and then
I'll be straight?

Yo, show's on. Come on.

All right, bro,
turn it on.

EB: Welcome to Eb&Flo,
the best urban music
showcase on the planet.

I'm Ebony Wright.

And I'm Florida Ortiz,
and we are here tonight
with Roxie!

That's our girl!
That's our girl!

KRIS: Dang, man,
she is looking fine!

Dude, just think, we were all
in third grade together.

She was missing
a front tooth, remember?

She's not missing
anything now.

We're here to talk to Roxie
about her new video.

What's up with this group
criticizing your music

and how you look
in the video?

What else should
I wear, a parka?

So I put on
a little somethin'.
It's not a crime.

Oh, it's criminal.

Rumor has it that
you and Atlanta Records

are working on
a hot new project.

That's right!
You make it, we break it.

It's a contest
where one amateur artist

will get their song produced
by my record label

and made as a video for
On The Beat.

Just send in a track
and a recent photo

and the winner
will be announced live
on Eb&Flo.

You're so coo (CHUCKLING)
Right here!

So, listen. What do you
say to those wannabe stars
out there

who want to enter a song?

Just keep it real
and write from your heart.

EB: All right, okay!
Now let's hear it
for Atlanta's own Roxie!

(CROWD CHEERING)

I'm gonna submit
a song for the contest.

For real?

Yeah. I'm gonna win it.

(CHUCKLES)

I don't know about all that.

Why you say that?

'Cause I'm doin' a song
for the contest, too.

'Bout to bust my rap skills
out on you, son.

Okay, we'll see
who has skills.

And that would be me.
All right, bro,

it's getting late.
I'll catch you later?

You know it.

All righty. Peace.

CYRUS: (RAPPING)
* Her beauty's crazy
I watch her from the crowd

* Her voice is so amazing
She'd make her momma proud

* I tried to send her flowers
But she has no address

* Her home is in my heart
It's like she never left

* This is more than a crush

* More than a like-like
More than a love

* Baby, imma make you mine
And I ain't givin' up

* This is more than a crush

* More than a like-like
More than a love

* Baby, imma make you mine
And I ain't givin' up

* Don't run away
Don't run away
from the truth

* 'Cause I'm not
giving up on you

* Don't run away
Don't run away
from the truth

* 'Cause I'm not
giving up on you

(RAPPING)
* Normally I couldn't
turn your head

* That's why I had
to write this instead

* Let's be friends
Start out slow

* Get to know you
beyond your glow

* You're more than
meets the eye

* Girl you're pterodactyl fly
Way back when you
knew my name

(DISTORTED)
Tell the truth
is what I claim.

* Don't run away
Don't run away
from the truth

* 'Cause I'm not
giving up on you

* Don't run away
Don't run away
from the truth

* 'Cause I'm not
giving up on you *

(SIGHS)

(CLOCK TICKING)

Oh, no.

Now, we were talking about
my generation,

now I wanna talk
about today's youth.

(DOOR CREAKING)

Today's youth...

Door needs some oil.

(LAUGHS)

(SCATTERED LAUGHTER)

WOMAN: Amen!

It's nice to see my son,
our choir director,

is almost on time for church.

(CONGREGATION MURMURING)

But almost don't cut it
in the kingdom of God, do it?

CONGREGATION: Amen!
WOMAN: I heard ya,
I heard ya!

Today's youth.

They say they're not
in church

'cause it's
too early on Sunday
and they're too tired.

(CONGREGATION GROANING)

Well, guess what?
I'm tired, too.

MAN: Amen!
WOMAN: I heard ya!

Tired of being blasted
by harsh language
out of car stereos.

WOMAN: I heard ya!

Tired of seeing our girls
with their shorts and
their skirts too high.

(CONGREGATION AGREEING)

Tired of looking at our boys
wearing their pants too low.

(CONGREGATION AGREEING)

(CONGREGATION APPLAUDING)

But most of all,

I'm tired of rap
and them rap clubs

keeping our kids out so late
on Saturday night

that they can't get up early
on Sunday morning
and go to church

'cause they're too...

CONGREGATION: Tired!

(ALL CHEERING)

You all know what place
I'm talking about, too.

That place downtown.

And don't you all
let them fool you

into believing that
it's a good thing.

It keeping our kids safe,
and "off the streets."

What I am sure about
is that I wouldn't let
my son or daughter

support something
as blasphemous as that club,

and neither should you.

People,

we gotta come together
as a community

and eliminate
the harmful influences
of hip-hop

and end the powerful grip
it's got on our children.

(CONGREGATION CHEERING)

You're right.
Yeah.

Young women
gotta stop being
video vixens

and start
being valedictorians.

WOMAN: Come on, man!

Amen!

Young men gotta
stop being gangstas
and start being graduates.

(ALL CHEERING)

Young people gotta
turn off that stereo
and turn on G-O-D!

Ah-ha!

ALL: (CHANTING) G-O-D.

JACOB: Uh-huh!

ALL: G-O-D.

JACOB: Uh-huh!

ALL: G-O-D.

JACOB: Uh-huh!

(CYRUS SINGING ON TAPE)

LYLA: That's ridiculous.

Don't Run Awa by Truth.

Wait, I know these guys!
Hey, we went to
grade school together!

Oh, really? Let me see.

Wait, I need
that magazine you're trying
to hide from me.

It's nothing.

Lyla, come on! Let me see.

(SIGHS)

Don't worry
about the critics,
they get paid to criticize.

But I'm sick of them saying
I'm hiding my real voice

just 'cause I use a vocoder.

I mean, lots of
other artists use it.

Why do they
have to pick on me?

Because you're a star,
and you're hot.

And that,
my friend, is all by design,
thank you very much.

Lyla, you've done a great job
getting me to where I am,

but, you know,
a little respect
would be nice, too.

Mmm-mmm. Do not use
the "R" word with me.

That is for
indie artists playing
the underground circuit

who have a message,
and no per diem.

Sweetie, you know I love
and respect you.

And not just
because I told your dad

that I would
take care of you
on the road.

You're right.

So, do we have a winner
of your contest or what?

Yes. This one is good.

So, he calls himself Truth
and it's real music
and it says something.

Plus, it's so cool
that these are my boys
from back in that day.

He's cute! And he can rap?

Looks like we do
have ourselves a winner.
Hello, Truth!

Excuse me.
We're from On The Beat.

A rapper named Truth
won our contest

and gave Off The Street
as his address.

Know where I can find him?
Never heard of him.

Oh, he's right there!

Hey, what's up, sweetie?

On The Beat
is in the house!
What's up!

Eb&Flo is here
at Off The Street.

We are in Atlanta to reveal
our big contest winner.

(CROWD CHEERING)

You submitted a song
to On The Beat contest.
Right?

Yeah. Most definitely.

Well, since you
decided to make it...

...we're gonna break it!
...we're gonna break it!

(ALL CHEERING)

Yeah! This is
incredible, yo!

So you won the rap contest?

Yeah, son!
Can you believe it?

I guess,
if that's what they said.

You're happy for me, right?

Yeah. Yeah.
I mean, why wouldn't I be?

I just didn't get a chance
to hear your song.

Oh. That's because
I made it last minute and
just threw it in the mail.

So, how's it feel
to be rap's
next big superstar?

Hypothetically speaking,
of course.

I can only
speak English, so...

He's too much.

Well, however you spoke,
it was good enough to win.

And now it's time for you
to meet your new biggest fan.

Roxie!
Roxie!

(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)

Hi, hi! Hey!
Kris and Cyrus,
I can't believe this!

Believe it, baby.

Kris, you look great.

Thanks.

And, Cyrus,
you look the same.

I mean exactly like you did
in third grade.

Thanks, I guess.

But you,
you look better than ever.

I mean, not like
you didn't look good before.

I'm just sayin' now
you're just like
all this...

I mean, not like all this.

I mean,
I don't mean it like that.

I mean, some people here
might think that,

but I knew
you back when you were
in kindergarten so it's...

Just, here!
And grown up, but just...

I'm just saying
you look awesome.

Thank you.

So, congratulations
on your success
winning the contest.

Thank you.

Your song was amazing,
it really touched my heart.

And I may be crazy,
but I felt like
you made it about me.

Oh, fa'sho.
Yeah, yeah, you were
most definitely

what I'm rappin' about.

(ROXIE GIGGLING)

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Roxie! Roxie! Roxie!

Y'all need to quit!

I think your fans
want to hear a song, right?

ALL: Yeah!

No, I really
wasn't expecting this.

(CROWD GROANS)
Come on!

But, if you insist.

(CROWD CHEERING)

* Okay! Okay!

* Okay, here we go-oh

* Gather all around,
you don't wanna miss
this show

* If you don't know
It's about to get serious

* A Miss Roxie experience

* My energy
can make you delirious

* Take a chance
if you're curious

* Follow my lead,
up outta yo seat
We're about to P-A-R-T-Y

* Y'all ain't
seen nothin' like this
Ultimate non-stop excitement

* My pyro technique is about
to blow-oh-oh your mind

* It's curtain call,
the stage is set

* Spotlight's on
You ain't seen nothin' yet

* This moment is something
that you won't forget

* Oh, no, you won't, because

* I'm saying
that I'm something
you gotta see right now

* It's the only place
that you wanna be right now

* I'm gonna make some magic

* That's what I said

* I can be anything,
like a chameleon

* I'm one in a million
It's gonna be dramatic

* That's what I said
That's what I said

* Okay! Okay!

* That's what I said,
that's what I said

* That's what I said

(RAPPING)
* See a party ain't a party
without me, the element

* And anybody who's anybody
be yellin' it

* And when
they can't even scream,
they be spellin' it

* That I be getting it hype
There's no comparison

* I don't mean
to sound conceited
or even arrogant

* Is it the way that I sing
or my appearance that

* Be havin' them sayin'
ya girl got a mad flow

* And now
they following my swag
like a shadow

* Oh, so gather round,
gather round now

* 'Cause I'm about
to break it down,
break it down now

* There's too much room
to be standing around

* We ought to be
shaking the building,
feet stamping the ground

* I'm saying that
I'm something you
gotta see right now

* It's the only place
that you wanna be right now

* I'm gonna make some magic

* That's what I said

* Yeah, I can be anything,
like a chameleon

* I'm one in a million
It's gonna be dramatic

* Hey! That's what I said
That's what I said

* Hey! That's what I said
That's what I said

* Hey! That's what I said
That's what I said *

(CROWD CHEERING)

Thank you, thank you!
Thank you, love y'all!

But please, give it up
for our new rising rap star!

(ALL CHEERING)

What up, y'all?

He keeps it so real,
he calls himself 'Truth'!

ALL: (CHANTING)
Truth! Truth! Truth!
Truth?

They got my name wrong.

No, I'm Kool Kris.
Who in the heck is Truth?

That's me. I'm Truth.

What?
Well, why are they saying
that you won when I did?

That photo I sent in.
What photo?

I sent in a photo
of both of us.

They probably thought
that you were Truth.
They made a mistake.

So I really
didn't win nothin'?

No. I mean,
no, you didn't.

Man! I guess we gotta
straighten this out, then.

Yo On The Beat,
what you want
with this wannabe?

(CROWD BOOING)

(RAPPING)
* You need a sick rapper,
not a sucker MC

* I'm like a pit bull
and he's a puppy

* A candle-lighting,
incense-burning

* spoken-word-reading yuppie,
a rookie

* And plus his flow
is garbage, sucky *

Guaranteed ain't nothing
gonna touch me.

(CROWD JEERING)

Kris, don't even
lower yourself to his
level, okay?

Truth is better
than that, right?

(CROWD CHEERING)

Roxie. Roxie, please,
just don't.

(RAPPING)
* Now look who's talkin'
Roxie, the diva

* She's got him on a leash
like a golden retriever

* Standing over
this under-achiever

* She says he's the truth
Well, I'm not a believer *

(CROWD JEERING)

It's time to go.
Time for us... Let's go.

I'm gonna tell her,
all right, bro?
All right.

What you staring at, Opie?

(ALL LAUGHING)

Man! I mean, who knew
my homeboys both had talent.

I mean,
you with the fly tunes,

and now Kris
is the king of rap?

I mean, come on, who knew?

Kris isn't the king of rap.

I mean, there must have been
some kinda mix-up.

The song that won
the contest is mine.

I just sent in this photo
with both Kris and me in it,

and I guess they thought
Kris was Truth,
'cause he's tall.

That's messed up.
(CHUCKLES) But, you gonna
tell Roxie the truth?

Yeah. Kris is about
to tell her right now.

(CAMERAS CLICKING)

Hold on a second.
Yo, can I talk to you
for a sec?

Yeah, what's up?

All right, look,
we been boys
a long time, all right?

And you know
that I don't usually
let one woman tie me down.

But with Roxie, man,
I don't know, I mean,
she loves my flow.

I mean, your flow.

But when she looks at me,
she sees somethin' in me.

You know, like I'm deep.
And I ain't never
been "deep" before.

Because you're not.

I know,
but Roxie don't know that.

Look, I just wanna
see where things go
between me and her.

So you gotta
think of somethin', man.
Please.

Okay. She likes you
because she thinks
you're Truth.

Okay.

So why don't we just keep
letting her think that?

But, how do we
pull that off?

I'll teach you my flow.
I'll stay in the background.

I'll be your DJ,
so if anything goes wrong

I can try to think
of something on the fly.
We just...

We really gotta
keep this under wraps.

Snap! Man, that is it!

Cy, you're a genius, baby!
Yeah! Stay cool.

Hey, so, I gotta take off.

But, Kris, Lyla says
you need to re-record
the song for the video,

so maybe I'll see you
at the studio tomorrow.

I'll be there, fa'sho.

I forgot to tell you,
Cyrus here is my DJ.

He produced
my track and everything

so he's going to be
rollin' wit' me. Cool?

Yeah. Wow. You did
some really nice work
on the track, Cyrus.

Thanks.

Okay. So I guess I'll see
both of you tomorrow.

Mos def.

I cannot wait
for the day to end
so it'll be tomorrow.

I'm just going
to go to bed now.
(CHUCKLES) Night, bro.

Yeah. This is pretty huge.

Now come on,
we're gonna be late.

KRIS: What?

CYRUS: Go, go!

KRIS: All right,
I'm a little nervous, okay.

I need to record your song,
but I don't sound like you.

So you need to record it.

But if Roxie and Lyla
are in the studio with us,
they'll see it's you.

This conundrum is
just now hitting you?

This is not
a condominium, bro.
It is a studio,

and we need to think fast.

Okay, you can copy my style.
You just gotta feel it.

KRIS: Just feel it?

CYRUS: Yeah.

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

All right?
Just gotta rock wit' it.

Okay. I'm rockin'.

(RAPPING)
* It's time to rap,
it's time to roll

* Time to rap
like you never rapped befo'

* Here we go...

(BEATBOXING)

(RAPPING)
* Yo! I'm 'bout to rap

* I like cats,
do you like cats?
I'm getting money

* Jump higher than a bunny
I'm getting money... *

This ain't
gonna work, is it?

You're late!

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

I knew you'd be late
from the minute I met you.

You got that
"late, no watch-wearin'"
kinda look,

suspenders all dangling.

(LYLA SIGHS)

LYLA: Roxie is late.
My engineer is late.

I have to be downtown
in 20 minutes,

otherwise my
whole day is shot.

Which is not gonna happen
'cause everybody is late.

That is perfect!

No, I mean it's perfect

that I can work alone
with my DJ slash engineer.

That way I can get
into the zone and flow.

You're an engineer?

Yes. He is highly qualified.

What studios
have you worked in?

He's worked all...

I'm gonna need you
to... Okay?

Yes, ma'am. (CLEARS THROAT)

What studios
have you worked in?

Only one in my room, really.
But, I can show you
what I can do.

He's great, I promise.

Sixty-four tracks
on this board.

But if you know
what you're doing

you can get
a good sound out of 24.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

But if you don't want
an inexperienced kid like me

who charges half
what your regular engineer
makes, I understand.

Wait. Hold on.
Hold on, hold on.

I'll give you a chance,
but if you damage
anything in here,

anything, you'll never work
in this town again.
You understand me?

She is just scary.

Let's get to work.

(RAPPING)
* They say true love
is blind

* That real romance
is timeless

* You're like
my favorite movie

* Play it, don't rewind it

* 'Cause, baby,
you're the finest
Your love, I'm gonna find it

* And when I do,
I'll run away with you

* Somewhere where
they can't find us *

Yo, it's Roxie.
Lay low, she didn't see you.

Stay right here.

Hey. Hey...

(CHUCKLING) Hey!

I hope I didn't interrupt.

But I heard you from outside,
you sounded great.

Oh, thanks.
I'm just gettin' warmed up.

I bet when you play it back
you can't even believe
it's you.

You can say that again.

I remember my first time.

It was like I was hearing
somebody else's voice.

I know exactly
what you mean. (CHUCKLES)

So did you really
write that song about me?

Come on, girl.
What you think?

I think, if this
blows up like I expect,

people will be
looking for another song.

KRIS: Another song?

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah. Maybe when
I record my next CD

we can make some
music together.

Yeah. Yeah, baby.
I thought you'd never ask.

Great. Then let me
hear you freestyle.

Freestyle? Like, right now?

Yeah.
Here, I'll give you a beat,
you drop something hot.

Make it
intelligent and romantic.
You know how you do.

Intelligent, romantic, right.
Here goes.

(SNAPPING FINGERS)

(RAPPING)
* Girls love me
'cause I'm so pretty

* I got babes in every city

* LA, DC and Cincinnati

* The tall ones,
the short ones,
even the uglies *

(CHUCKLES)

Gotcha! I'm messing
with you, girl.

Well, stop playing.
Speak from your heart.

Hey, Kris, repeat after me.

If I speak from my heart,
I'm afraid it'll be broken.

"If I speak from my heart,
I'm afraid it'll be broken."

I'm scared what
you'd say about the words
I have spoken.

"And I'm scared
what you'd say about
the words I've spoken."

I'd rather make you laugh
and act like I am jokin'

than tell the truth
about the feelings
that you have awoken.

"I'd rather make you laugh
and act like I am jokin',

"than tell you the truth
about my feelings
you've awoken."

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Oh. Sorry. Excuse me.

Yes! That was awesome, Cy.

Did you see the way
she looked at me?

(SIGHING)
We were really vibing
out there, man.

Oh, and she said
I can rap on her next CD.

What? You said
you'd rap on her next CD?
Are you nuts?

Yeah, look,
I'm sorry about that, man.

I got caught up
in the moment.

But now I got Roxie
on the ropes.

ROXIE OVER INTERCOM:
Kris, what are you
doing in there?

It's easier for me
to talk to you like this.

Yeah, but now
you sound funny.
Come on. Come back out.

I like hearing
how you feel.
Don't be shy.

It's hard for me to say
how I feel in person.

Just let my words
caress you.

What are you doing?

Can I tell you something now
that I have your attention?

Now that
you've got my hopes up.
Please tell me.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

CYRUS OVER MIC:
You wanna know the truth.
Check it out.

(RAPPING)
* How should I describe you?
Sweeter than Godiva

* But your thoughts go deeper
than a scuba diver

* Whether you're
in sweat pants
or dressed in Prada

* You can make me dizzy
like a race car driver

* I wanna take you
to a party

* Hold your hand
and show off to everybody

* Me, I could be
in jeans and a hood

* 'Cause you're so fine
you make me look good

* You're the passion
in my life

* You're the secret
I can't hide

* There will come a day
I can't wait to say
you belong to me

* Girl,
and if I let you know tonight
It will be all right, I bet

* You don't know it yet,
but, baby, you belong to me

* You've been
looking for the one
I've been looking for a dime

* Maybe we can both find it
at the same time

* I'm blinded by ya shine
You're kinda like the sun

* 'Cause the world
revolves around you
till my day's done

* I tried to say something
But you had me speechless

* I had to hit the booth
to tell my secrets

* See, I could spit a line
But it's more than my words

* How can I describe
what an angel deserves?

* You're the passion
in my life

* You're the secret
I can't hide

* There will come a day
I can't wait to say
you belong to me

* Girl, and if I let
you know tonight

* It will be all right, I bet

* You don't know it yet,
but, baby, you belong to me *

(MUSIC STOPS)

Wow. That's the most
beautiful song
I've ever heard.

Yo, I think
she's falling for me.

You really are amazing.

You mean me.
Nice job, son.

Kris, I'm coming in
to see you.

Yo, switch spots. Quick.

There you are.
I'm all yours.

Ready to go again?
Oh, hey, Roxie!

Hey, Cyrus.
I didn't know
you were there.

Story of my life.
Let's go again.

(ORGAN PLAYING)

* Precious Lord

* Come on, take my hand

* Oh, lead, lead me on
Lead me... *

Hey, sorry I'm late. Sorry.
Thanks, Ma. Thanks, Ma.
I got it.

Oh. (LAUGHS)

Honey, I was
just teaching them
Precious Lord.

Got it.

(STUTTERING) Okay,
well, then, here you go.
Just carry on.

Thank you.

Hey, Cyrus, a few of us
were talking earlier
and, you know,

we were wondering,
could we spice up
the song a bit

like when we did
with Joyful Noise?

(JACOB CLEARS THROAT)

CYRUS: That's not possible.

Just gonna
stick to the basics.
Let's take it from the top.

(SOULFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

Hey! What are you doing?

Just doing some
different things
with this new track.

It's a duet
for you and Kris.

Did Kris ask you
to do that?

Did he ask me to do what?

Cyrus is working on a duet.
Is that what you wanted?

Yeah. For sure.
So let's hear it.

So it starts off with you,
strong and soulful,

and then the staccato
of Kris' rhyme

will come in hard
with the counterpoint.

Now I'll drop out the hi-hat,
bring up the harmonies...

It'll be just
like The Beatles'
All You Need Is Love.

Yeah, man.
See, that's what I told you
to do yesterday.

And it's about time
he got it right.

That track is hot! Nice work.
And I love The Beatles.

Oh, me, too.
Yeah, that's my
favorite group.

Really? What's your
favorite album?

You know,
the Greatest Hits.

(LAUGHING) You are too cute.

Well, I was thinking
for this track,

the two of you actually
have a conversation.

Like, talk back and forth
throughout the song.

I'm telling you,
once we're done
with that track,

it's going to be beautiful.
I feel you, man.

Hey, team,
I like what I'm hearing.

Conrad,
great work on the board.

Cyrus!

And my future star, Truth.

I think we're going to update
your wardrobe a little bit.

Okay, go with me,
Justin Timberlake meets Usher

with just a dash
of will.i.am.

Cool, I'm down with that.

Great, 'cause
I got big plans.

For real? Talk to me.

I just got off
the phone with
The Rap Grand Slam people,

and they're looking
for a headline act.

What?

(SQUEALING IN EXCITEMENT)

Yes! I can't believe this.

I mean, that's cool,
I'm the headline
at Grand Slam.

A, don't touch me.
B, what, are you insane?

No, Roxie's gonna
be the headline act.
Not you.

KRIS: Oh.

What? The Grand Slam
wants me?

That's right.

You seem surprised.

Well, you know,
they usually go

for more traditional
soul vocalists.

(LAUGHS)

She means real singers.

No, I mean real
old-school singers,

not new,
hot and flashy singers
such as yourself.

Well,
I made a few phone calls,
stroked a few egos

and I convinced them
that Roxie, here,

is going to help boost
their ticket sales.

I don't know, Lyla.

I mean,
The Grand Slam audience
isn't very forgiving.

They don't care
how many CDs you've sold,
you just better be good.

Yeah. And you will be.

FLY PHIL: Yo, yo, yo!

Yo! What's up?

We gettin' busy or what, yo?

You know it!

Okay. Okay,
who are you guys?

Oh, these are
the dancers for my video.

ALL: Dancers?

Oh, you came to work?

Levi, I should've called.

Yeah, you should have.
I had a full house
last night.

Sorry.
I forgot and I fell asleep.
Just in a really weird zone.

Weird zone, huh?

Yeah.

Is this about
that girl, Roxie?

No. No. I mean,
why would you say that?

Just look at you,
your shoulders
are all slumped,

you're lookin'
all lost and pitiful.

(LAUGHING) That girl's
got your nose wide open.

Is it that obvious?

Yes, it is. Yes, it is.

Did you tell her the truth?
That you're Truth?

Not exactly.

What does that mean?

Well, Kris is into her
and he asked me

if I would help him
hook up with her.

So, for now,
Roxie is going to think
that Kris is Truth.

What? Man, that is
just dumb! No.

Listen, now you tell Kris
that you were
feelin' her first

and he needs
to back on up!

I can't do that.

I mean,
me and Kris been homies

since we were,
like, five years old.

I don't wanna be a hater.

All right, Cyrus,
there's nothing wrong

with you tryin' to be
a good friend to Kris.

But if you use that
as an excuse to not man-up

because you're afraid
you might get rejected?

Okay, I can
understand that, too.

But you can't live
like that forever.

Ah, yeah, I thought so.

You won't tell
your daddy you work here
because he won't approve.

You freeze up
when Bling gets
in your face

and it's time for you
to get up on that stage.

And then you get
tongue-tied

when it comes to telling
Roxie how you feel.

A girl like Roxie
would never go
for a guy like me.

I mean,
look at me and look at Kris.

He's cool, good-looking,
got that swagger.

And I'm like
wallpaper in a hoody.

Kris is a perfect match
for Roxie.

Hey, that's not true.

You just got to
speak up for yourself
and be who you really are.

Who am I really?

You're Truth!

Oh.

Yeah. And Truth
is a bad cat!

He is?

Yeah! Truth won
the Atlanta Records
rap contest.

He got skills. He's smooth.
He got that sound.

And you know what?

That's you.

I guess that is me.

Yeah, but Roxie
wouldn't know it.

I mean, how can you or Kris
even call yourselves "Truth"

when y'all both
are just living one big lie?

I guess that's
a valid question.

Look, I gotta go.

You need to figure out
what it is you want

and then do
somethin' about it.

Lock up when you leave.

CYRUS: (RAPPING)
* They say I'm young

* But my purpose
is the inspiration
of a nation

* Innovation, till I change
the talk into a conversation

* I'm like a doctor
and my patients
are anxiously waiting

* Healing all the hating
That faking and
the paper chasin'

* It's hard to live up
to these expectations
that I'm facin'

* And gain the admiration
of an older generation

* That's why
I'm pacin' back and forth
Contemplating, meditating

* How to use
what I've been taught
as a positive force

FEMALE SINGER:
* Oh, this is who I am

CYRUS:
* It's all me, ya'll

FEMALE SINGER:
* I wish you'd understand

CYRUS:
* I've been freed, ya'll

FEMALE SINGER:
* It's time to set me free

* My guardian angel

* No, no matter what I do

CYRUS:
* They try and stop me

FEMALE SINGER:
* I'm still a part of you

CYRUS:
* But they can't stop me

FEMALE SINGER:
* I hope you'll always be

* My guardian angel

S'up, Atlanta?
It's ya boy, Truth.

(RAPPING)
* I wanna be
the greatest in the world

* Not for the money
or the fame or the girls

* Not for the car keys
or the jet skis

* Or the vacations
in the West Indies
But simply 'cause I love it

* When I write
I'm like a puppeteer

* Pullin' my string
till the melody sings

* And the honesty makes me
spread my wings

* Calling me out
was out your mind

* Send that thought
back down your spine

* I'm on the grind,
it's all on the line

* Road signs say both ways
at the same time

* Most days
I can't wait to rhyme

* Express my stress,
elevate and shine

* Progress,
regress each step's a climb

* So I take
that test and I testify *

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Of course he's late.

They're open?

(RAPPING)
* I feel so misunderstood

* 'Cause my intentions
were good

* If you could only see
that poetry can hide
in the hood

* The passion and philosophy
of possibilities

* Every dream
is in my reach

* I find my freedom
in this beat

* Follow me now
as I break new ground

* Swallow your pride
I'll make you proud

* All of my life
I've lived out loud

* We just preach
to different crowds *

Cyrus?

Roxie, what are
you doing here?

I came to meet Kris.
You were just rapping.

(TURNS OFF MUSIC)

You sound just like Kris.

Oh, that?
No, that wasn't me.
I was...

This mic's not even on. See?
I was just lip-synching.

Lip-synching?

Yeah, that's one
of Kris' old tracks.

I guess I'm not just his DJ,
but I'm also his biggest fan.

Wow! You might just be
the best lip-syncher
I've ever seen.

Well, I do a lot of karaoke
so I'm pretty good at it.

What are you doing here?

Well, I came to meet Kris
so we could grab
an early dinner,

but he hasn't shown up.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Great. He's not
gonna make it.

The car dropped me off here
and I'm starving.

Oh, that's too bad.
(SIGHS)

But I haven't eaten.

I don't know, maybe we can go
grab something together,
or not,

I don't know
what you were thinking,
where your head was at.

Which... I don't know,
but I'm just saying.

I mean, we could...
It's up to you.

(LAUGHS) Okay.

I like the way
you handle yourself.

What do you mean?

You know,
when people like Bling

and those journalists
say stuff about you.

Oh, that flattering article
in Ether?

Yeah, I mean, people think
they know about music,

but don't know a thing.

Like that vocoder you use,
just because
it's the "in" thing.

It's a choice.
I can tell you can
sing a lil' bit.

A "lil' bit"?

I mean, you ain't
given me nothin' more

than what I've heard
on the radio,

but I've got a good ear.

Oh, really,
Mr. DJ-Engineering
Lip-Syncher?

So, you got any other music
besides your pop hits
in your vault?

Yeah, I've got
a few special ones

for those who can think
outside the voice box.

But Lyla says that vocoder's
the "in" thing right now.

And she really
knows the business, so.

Not everyone
who sells uses one.

Well, I mean,
I know my voice is good,

but I don't know
if it's special.

You know,
to be just belting out tunes.

I remember when
you sang in church

and you were like
eight years old.

(CHUCKLES)
You remember that?

Yes, of course.
The little girl with
the big voice.

You were awesome.

I don't know about all that.

Okay. Yeah, you were raw,
but the voice was there.

You've got
a really great sound

if you ever care
to bring it out.

That sounds
like a challenge.

It's more of a nudge.

Maybe someday
I can hear some of
your other music.

Maybe.

ROXIE: Oh, it's raining.

CYRUS: Is this bad?
Do you wanna go inside?

No, no! It's perfect.

So, what kind of music
do you like?

Besides the obvious ones,
R&B and Hip-Hop.

What else do you love?

Oh,
Jazz, rock, country, salsa,
gospel, reggae, opera.

Opera?

Oh, yeah. Pavarotti?
He's the bomb.

Bocelli, too. I also like
female opera singers,
like, Maria Callas...

And Marian Anderson?

Yeah! She's awesome!
You like opera?

I like great singers.

Me, too!

I don't know,
I just like to be influenced

by all kind of
things when I rap.

What?

I mean, when I
write for Kris.

Yeah, I just think
it brings more foundation
to the sound.

You know,
every note says something.

And when it's all
strung together,

they should tell
their own story.

Wow.

You do know your music.

That's funny.

It seems like
we have more in common
than Kris and I.

Hilarious.

ROXIE:
I liked Atlanta and all,

but I was just so lost
when my mom died.

CYRUS: I think
the whole neighborhood

felt the loss
when your mom passed.

She was good people.

Thanks. That's sweet
of you to say.

Hey, look!
Come on, let's check it out.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Hey, yo,
yo, yo, here we, here we go,
check it out. Call it.

Heads.

MAN: Yeah, let's see
what you got.

(BEATBOXING)

Check it out, y'all.

(RAPPING)
* Phantom come alive
in the nighttime

* I spit freestyles
I don't have to write rhymes

* Flow unrehearsed
I spit a killer verse

* When it comes
to your rhymes
Uhh, they're the worst

* Your flow's sloppy
Punch lines I brush 'em
off me

* Yeah, I'm so cocky
No way you could stop me

* Swag's through the roof
Believe that's the truth

* How'd I know that?
Yo, I'm livin' proof

* I just do what I do
when I'm in the booth

* I've got a finer chick
Hotter whip, sicker crew

* You just got
lyrically smacked

* Better think twice
before you try to clap back *

What?

Okay. You like rap, huh?

Only when it's real.

(RAPPING)
* Yo, why you gotta get up
in my face, like an air bag

* Dude, your breath's bad
You need to step back

* In fact forget that
You need some gum, jack

* Plus a stylist
'cause you got no swag

* DJ's say your whack

* You wouldn't have rhymes
if you stole my notepad

* And you can quote that,
put it on a blog

* So everyone could read it
I've never been defeated

* Free-styling is
a competition sport
And Rev is king

* Why's this
fool on my court?
It's not a battle

* It's more like a roast
Grab a white sheet

* I turned phantom to a ghost
And it's like that

* One time for your mind
Revelation with the rhymes *

(CROWD CHEERING)

All right,
all right, all right.

Let's give it up
for Phantom style!

(ALL BOOING)

Yo, give it up
for Revelation!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Yeah!
Yeah!

Yo, that's what's up.
Revelation takes it,
remains undefeated.

The question is,
who thinks they have

what it takes
to bring him down?

Man, I got this.

Roxie?

Oh, I see you out
on the town with the geek.

(CHUCKLES) What? You come out
on the street to battle,

but you're too chicken to
go up against me in the club?

Whatever, man.

What? Yeah. That's right.

Can't stop, won't stop.
Go on. Run away, little boy.

Leave him alone.

Rox.

Mmm-mmm-mmm.

So I hear you're headlining
the Rap Grand Slam final.

Which is great,
so you can hand me
my trophy,

since you know
I'm the only real artist
performing that night.

And, busboy here
can bring along his dish rag

and polish it up for me.

(CROWD GROANING)

Come on, let's go.

Go. Busboy! Go!

What was that all about?

Nothing. He's just a jerk.

So how's your mom and dad?

They're good.
My dad made me
choir director

so I'm at the church a lot.

Look at you
getting your praise on.

I should come up there.
It'd be great to
see your parents.

Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Hey!

You made it.
Yeah.

Think you could help me out?

I don't think
that's a good idea.

Come on.
I'll play your song.

Same one
you sang when you were
eight years old. Remember?

Just go to church with it.

Okay.

(CHOIR APPLAUDING)

(PLAYING PIANO)

* Ooh, yeah

* With reverence I enter
into this holy place

* A home that's like no other
Full of mercy, love and grace

* And though
it's been a long time
I've never felt that far

* 'Cause you were
always on my mind

* And you were
always in my heart

* So good to be home

* Where I know that I belong

* Inside this house of love
with a family so strong

* And I'm here to worship
and pour out my offering

* In the presence of his love
I'm never alone

* It's so good to be home

* Yeah, yeah, yeah

* So good
It's so good to be home

* And by faith we believe

* And proclaim
our deepest love

* To give our everything
Everything

* To a glow beyond us
And when it's cold outside

* It's always warm right here
Yeah

* It's so good to be home

* Oh, it's so good to be home

* Oh, yeah

* So good to be home,
where I know that I belong

* Inside this house of love
with a family so strong

* And I am here to worship
and pour out my offering

* In the presence of his love
I'm never alone

* It's so good to be home

* So good to be home
Yeah *

(CONGREGATION CHEERING)

Well, well, well.
Praise to my son, Cyrus,

for directing our wonderful
Mighty Uplifting Youth Choir.

Now, let's get to our word.

As I look amongst you all...

I said, as I look out
amongst you all...

I see many God-fearing,
righteous souls.

But, a few of us
have lost their way.

Many of us were raised
the right way,

but some of us
just can't resist temptation.

Now, I know
you do a little prayer
every now and then

when things
get a little dicey,

but one day
of praying won't erase

all the years of
betraying the goodness

you was raised with.

So, you see, the church,
we can be forgiving.

But even our patience
can get thin.

You see, you can't walk
with the Devil on Monday,

and then with
the Lord on a Sunday.

Yeah, yeah, see, yeah,
you can't dance like a vixen,

and then ask God
to do the fixin'.

You can't get all
this made up

and then don't want me
to say, "Wake up."

(CONGREGATION AGREEING)

God knows who does
their living in hypocrisy.

Or should I say
hip-hop-crisy? (LAUGHS)

Turn to your neighbor, say,
"He talking to you,
he talking to you."

Turn to the other
neighbor and say...
Roxie.

(CONGREGATION MURMURING)

Well, that sermon
went well today.

I think I deserve
a little extra sofa time.

I agree, dear.
That is exactly
where you need to be.

Because that is where
you are going to be
sleeping tonight

after what you did
to poor Roxanne today.

She's what's wrong
with music today.

I gotta practice
what I preach,

otherwise I will look like
a fool in my own church.

Honey, you look like
a fool anyway,

picking on that innocent girl
in front of everybody.

She didn't look so innocent
in her videos.

I don't wanna talk
about this right now, hon.

Fine. Not another word.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

Ooh. The sofa's
too soft for my back.

Dad, you slept on the sofa?

No, no, I just fell asleep
doing some work.

It's no big deal.

All right.
Well, I gotta go.

Okay. It's early.
You scheduled
a choir practice?

Oh, no.
I just have some errands
to run. It's nothing. Later.

Honey?
Yeah?

It's says here in the paper

that Roxie's new
rap artist is filming
a music video today.

And, you know,
I am willing to bet that
she's going to be there.

Which means
you can apologize to her.

Today. Yeah.

What do you think?

Hi! Wow.

Matching outfits?

Styling, right?

This, my friend, is hot.

This, my friend, is not.

I don't know there, Cyprus,
I think Kris has his
finger on the pulse.

It's Cyrus.

(CAMERAS CLICKING)

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

Rox.

Hey. Look, I'm sorry
about my dad yesterday.

It's fine.

He's entitled to his opinion
just like everybody else.

Yeah, but his opinion
is wrong and unfair.

I mean, he should never
judge you like that.

Rox, baby!
You look fly as always.

Thank you! And so do you.
Hey, before I forget,

I've got these two passes
to this Middle Eastern
art exhibit.

They've got
these great abstract
and impressionist pieces,

and it's tonight only.

That sounds
kind of deep and all,

but America's Funniest
Home Videos

is having a four-hour
marathon tonight.

You know, the one
with the dancing baby?

He falls on his
butt and then dog, like,
rolls around with him?

Yeah, I can't miss that.

But, you know
I would love to catch,

you know,
the next art situation.

Kris, Kris,
you really are the truth.

I spoke to the folks
at the Grand Slam,

and I got them
to agree to let you
perform with Roxie.

Yes, that's great!

But the Grand Slam
has a no lip-synch policy,

so you're gonna have
to perform the rap live.

That's no problem.
Don't worry about it.

Great. Roxie,
look what I got you.

For the show!
Aren't these hot?

You're gonna
rock it in these.

What? No.
They're, like, a foot tall.

I could break
my neck in those.

Which is exactly
why I got these!

Knee pads. Fall down,
bounce right back up.

You'll be fine.

Hey, Truth, can I talk
to you for a second?

Wassup?

You have to rap
live at the Grand Slam.
What're you gonna do now?

Bro, you got the good ideas.
Think of something.

I mean, after all,
the ladies love me,

the camera loves me,
and Roxie loves me.

You sure about that?

What'chu mean?

You're not turning
into a hater or nothing
like that, are you?

Just trying to see
where your head's at.
That's all.

Look, bro,
all I'm saying is Roxie's
a great girl and all,

but I pretty much got
the situation in the bag.

I mean,
after that video comes out,
and this Fox thing happens,

I'm gonna be on tour
with all kinds of honies,

you know,
so I'm not really trying
to be tied down.

Wait,
I thought you were serious
about Roxie though.

I am. For now.

Kris, she's not
like other girls.

Dude, I know,
but that's what I mean.

All these girls,
they are different flavors

and the variety
is what I like.

You know, you can try
a little burger, son.

They got the ribs,
the chicken fingers,
and the shake.

I want all that. Don't you?
Come on, man.

Wassup, ladies?

GIRLS: Hi. (EXCLAIMS)

All right,
everyone, here we go.
Rolling and playback!

(HIP-HOP SONG PLAYING)

(RAPPING)
* Her beauty's crazy
I watch her from the crowd

* Her voice is so amazing
She'd make her momma proud

* I tried to send her flowers
But she has no address

* Her home is in my heart
It's like she never left

* This is more than a crush
More than a like-like

* More than a love

* Baby, imma make you mine
And I ain't givin' up

* This is more than a crush
More than a like-like

* More than a love

* Baby, imma make you mine
And I ain't givin' up

* Don't run away
Don't run away
from the truth

* 'Cause I'm not
giving up on you

* Don't run away
Don't run away
from the truth

* 'Cause I'm not
giving up on you

* Normally I couldn't
turn your head

* That's why I had
to write this instead

* Let's be friends,
start out slow

* Get to know you
beyond your glow

* You're more
than meets the eye
Girl, you're pterodactyl fly

* Way back when,
you knew my name

(DISTORTED)
Tell the truth
is what I claim.

* Don't run away
Don't run away
from the truth

* 'Cause I'm not
giving up on you

* Don't run away
Don't run away
from the truth

* 'Cause I'm not
giving up on you *

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Cut.

But, hey, the lip-synch
seemed a little off.

Okay, want me
to zoom in tighter?

No! No, in fact,
keep it wide when
I'm rapping

and only go tighter
when I'm not.

Okay? If you say so.

All right. Cool.

Hey.

Hey. Man!
The camera loves him.

Is it just me
or does he sound better
than he looks?

No argument there.

So, things going pretty good
with you and Kris?

Yeah. Yeah. I mean,
it couldn't be better.

Was that even believable?

Not really, but I'll
play it off if you do.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, I mean,
I just don't know why

I feel like I can
talk to you so easily,

but not Kris.

Okay, this is kind of hard
for me to admit,

but I'm not sure
about myself.

I mean, am I ready
to be there for Kris?
And be the girl he deserves?

Wait. What are you saying?

I'm saying Kris deserves
somebody who's real.

Am I even worthy enough
to be his girl?

Please tell me
you're just kidding,

or I'm gonna, like,
throw up in my mouth.

Excuse me.
I'm looking for Miss Roxie.

Ah.

Dad!

Cyrus!

What are you doing here?

I'm here
to apologize to Roxie.

Roxanne, I'd like to
apologize for my behavior
in church on Sunday.

My righteousness was sinful,
and I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Cyrus, may I ask
what business you have here?

Listen, Cyrus,
I need you to get to work.

The place is a mess,
and I'll never

have it ready in time
for opening.

You work here?

Yeah. But just part-time.
The part where I'm not
at the church.

'Cause that's my priority.

How could you disrespect me
like this, Cyrus?

Do you know
how this makes me look?

This isn't about you,
Dad, okay.

It's about the music.
It's what I'm good at.

If I wasn't doing this
I'd be disrespecting myself.

We will continue
this conversation
in private.

We're going home.
And don't make me
repeat myself.

No.

Excuse me?

I'm not going.
Levi needs me here.

I have a job to do,
and that would
not be fair to him.

Oh.

We'll deal with this later.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Well?

I apologized to Roxanne.

Oh, good. Now that was
the right thing to do, Jacob.

When I was there
at the club, I saw Cyrus.
Honey, he works there.

(GROANS) You found out.

What? You knew?

We need to talk. Honey...

Hey. You okay?

Yeah. I think Dad's upset.

I'm more than just upset.
I'm disappointed.

But you don't understand.
I'm a songwriter.

I don't care what you are.

I don't care if
Jesus himself told you

to go up in that club
and get a job.

He was testing you.
And you failed that test.

Will you at least
just look at it?

Cyrus, not another word.

From this point on,
you're on punishment.

You will not set foot
in that club again.

You're gonna work
long, hard hours
with the church choir

the rest of the summer.

But, Dad...
That's all, Cyrus.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Jacob! He's just trying
to show you his songs.

What kind of songs?

Honey, does it matter?

Your son wants to share
a part of himself with you.

Is it so important
what genre of music it's in?

Honestly!

(POP SONG PLAYING)

* It's about time
I figure out
where I'm gonna go

* If you don't like
what I decide,
you gotta let it go

* I don't wanna be
stuck in between
just wasting my time

* So, give me, give me,
give me, give me
some room to breathe

* Yeah!

* Who I'm gonna be
isn't up to you,
it's up to me

* Where I'm gonna go
I don't really know,
it's a mystery

* If I don't do it my way
I'll lose myself completely

* Yeah, who I'm gonna be
isn't up to you,
it's up to me

* Go ahead
and try to box me in,
but that would be a shame

* If you
won't see what's underneath
I gotta walk away

* So, give me, give me,
give me, give me
some room to breathe

* Yeah, yeah!

* Who I'm gonna be
isn't up to you,
it's up to me

* Where I'm gonna go
I don't really know,
it's a mystery

* If I don't do it my way
I'll lose myself completely

* Yeah, who I'm gonna be
isn't up to you,
it's up to me

* Yeah, yeah, yeah!

* Gotta be me, gotta be free
Or it doesn't mean anything

* Gotta be me, gotta be free
Tell me, are you listenin'?

* Though
I'm hearing what you say
I gotta do it my own way

* Who I'm gonna be
isn't up to you,
it's up to me

* Where I'm gonna go
I don't really know,
it's a mystery

* If I don't do it my way
I'll lose myself completely *

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

JACOB: Cyrus?

Come in.

Hey.

Oh, hey, Dad. I'm just
reading the Old Testament.
It's dope. 'Sup?

Please don't use "dope"
and "Old Testament"
in the same sentence.

Right. Sorry.

Mmm. Mmm-hmm.

Someone's here to see you.

Hey. What are you doing here?

Hey. Well, you
disappeared on us.

I had to come
check up on you.

Oh, I'm just laying low.
You know,
letting the storm pass.

Yeah. Cyrus, I just need
someone to talk to.

Do you mind if we walk?

I think better
when I'm moving,
you know.

Yeah.

Did you hear that idiot Bling
made it into the finals?

Yeah, I kinda figured
he would be.

The last thing I wanna do
is share the stage
with that jerk.

So, things going well
with you and Kris?

That's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

It's not going so good.
Really?

I mean, really,
that's unfortunate.

Well, I just don't get him.

I mean, Kris writes me
amazing love songs,

but when we're alone
it's like he's somebody else.

You don't say.

It's like
we don't really connect
on a deep level.

Like we see the world
in totally different ways,

and I just don't know
what to do.

I guess I just wish he
and I connected more
like you and I do.

Well, you can't really force
a connection, I guess.

No, you can't.

Hey, look!
I love this song.

OLD FEMALE SINGER:
* When you appear

* All of my dreams
are coming... *

So old school.

You should
do something with it.

What?

You know what I mean.
Go to church with it.
Record it.

No. The label
would never let me.

Well, have you even asked?

You have to put yourself
out there, Roxie.

Roxanne Andrews,
the girl with the big voice
from church.

That's the voice
that the whole world
needs to hear.

You're just being nice.

No, I'm not.
You have a gift, Roxie.

You just got to step
out there and show people
what you can do.

Show them that
you're the real deal.

Well, what about you,
Mr. Lip-Syncher?

Maybe it's time
you turned on the mic.

I gotta go,
Kris is taking me
to a jazz museum,

which is by far
the coolest place
he's ever taken me.

And, Cyrus,

thanks for being there
for me.

Have you girls got tickets
to the Grand Slam tomorrow?

It's gonna be
a slammin' show,
starring me.

I heard
you're gonna rap live.
That is so cool.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, that's the plan.

Excuse me,
I've gotta make a phone call.

GIRL: Yeah.

Kris.

Yo, Cy, just the man
I need to see.
'Sup, baby.

How was your date
at the jazz museum?

If you could just excuse me
for one second.

Yo, easy, son,
there are other females here.

You don't have
an original idea
in your whole body, do you?

What's your problem?

My problem is you
playing with Roxie's emotions

and getting her
all messed up in the head
with your nonsense.

Well, hold up,
preacher's boy.

All right, you as much
a part of this as me,
so don't act all innocent.

Yeah, I had my part in this,
and now I'm starting
to regret it.

Listen, you need
to chill out

and get wit' me
about this Grand Slam
show tomorrow.

We in this together, Cyrus,
like it or not.

And I got a little plan
that makes sure

my talent goes
fully recognized,

you feel me?

Kris, you don't get it.

Okay,
you get up on that stage,
you pop, you lock,

you jump around like an extra
from You Got Served.

But you don't hear
the music at all,
and you don't feel it at all,

and forget about your
rapping skills, son.

You couldn't
wrap a present
if I spotted you a bow

and some scotch tape.

And you ain't
nothing but a hater.

(CROWD MURMURING)

And you know what else?

You're a punk.

'Cause you're one
of the best rappers

I've ever heard
in my life, Cyrus,

in my life,

but every time Bling
comes around you let
him punk you, what?

'Cause you're scared?

You ain't got no guts, son.
And no heart.

You're just a wimp.

(YELLING)

Hey! Enough!
I said that's enough.

You all know I don't tolerate
no fighting up in here.

Now go home.
Get your mind right,
or don't come back at all.

Go on.

You're on your own tomorrow.

And when
everyone laughs at you,
you'll see how it feels.

I don't need you!
I don't need nobody!

(RAIN PATTERING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Cyrus, honey, are you okay?

Kris isn't Truth.

I am.

What?

I've been covering for him
this whole time.

I mean, I can't let him
get up on the Grand Slam
stage by himself,

he'll be humiliated.

He won't be able
to show his face anywhere,

at the club or anything.

His life would be much worse
than mine ever was.

Okay, so,
what are you gonna do?

Oh!

Going somewhere?

Dad, I know I'm on punishment
and all that,

but today
is a very important day.

Not just for myself,
but for my friend also.

So, I gotta do
what I gotta do.

So I'm gonna head out.
Right now.

Maybe not right now.
Maybe in, like,
an hour or so.

Cyrus, I know
about your show.

And before you say
another word,

I've been reading
your song lyrics.

And I've actually
enjoyed them.

Once I got past the fact
that they were rap songs.

See, Son, I've realized
I've been focused

on the type of music
as opposed to its message.

And your songs
have messages of caring,
of sacrifice, devotion.

Good Christian values.

So maybe I've been too harsh
to put all rap into one box.

So I guess
what I'm saying, Son...

I'm sorry.

(PATS BACK)

Okay,
you two, we better get going
or you are gonna be late.

Wait, you're gonna
come watch?

If that's okay with you.
Come on, honey.

Okay, baby.

Sure.

(CAMERAS CLICKING)

Lyla, I'm not wearing this.

What? Why?
You look fantastic.

Sweetie, I am bringing you
to the next level.

I've got this whole
lunar landing theme
for your next tour.

I'll explain
the details later,
but tonight we test the look.

No!

I can't hide
behind these
gimmicks anymore.

What good is it to get famous
if nobody knows
who I really am?

I have my own voice.
I have my own style.

And if that's not
good enough,

I guess I don't
wanna be a star.

Okay, listen,
we all love you
for who you are,

but this is show business.
You gotta play the game.

And I, my friend,
am the best coach
in the game.

Look, I know
you think you're helping,
and I love you for that,

but I don't
love me like this.

So I'm starting
fresh tonight.

Sweetie,
you have to trust me...
I'm sorry.

Maybe you picked
the wrong girl.

Maybe you need
to find somebody else
to wear this wig.

'Cause I'm done with it.

(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

(KRIS RETCHING)

Yo, Kris, you all right?

(FLUSHING)

Yeah, yeah, I am great!

You guys,
you're on in five,
let's go.

KRIS: I'm gonna be sick.

CYRUS:
You don't look too good.

Cy! Cy, you're here!

I couldn't leave you
just hanging out
in the wind like that.

But after what I said to you,
you'd still come
through for me?

We've been friends
since back in the day.

Besides, I said
some hurtful things
to you, too.

Yo, listen, all right?
You didn't say anything
that wasn't true.

All right?
I was the one being rude,

selfish and disrespectful
and I'm sorry.

I mean, to be honest,
I was jealous.

I was jealous that
I'm really not Truth.

I mean,
there have been nights
where I couldn't even sleep

thinking about
the fact that I'm not you,

and that I could
never be you, man.

You wanted to be me?

Yeah.

I wanted to be you.

Really?
Yeah.

Well, look, the truth is,
you deserve to be with Roxie.

Besides, I'm not the guy
she fell for anyway.

It's you.

So, what do we do now?

(SIGHS)
We gotta make this right.
Tonight. It's the only way.

My man.

Oh, not you two busters!

You know,
you have a lot of nerve
calling anyone a buster.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Oh, okay. (LAUGHS)

Well, listen up,
Poindexter, okay?
(BOYS LAUGHING)

Why don't you
and pretty boy here
get out your pads

and take notes
on what it really
takes to rock a mic.

BOY: Yeah.

Yo, Cy! Chill!
Just swinging on folks now?

Must've been drinking
a Thug Life energy drink
or something.

All right?
Just do what
you came here to do.

Yeah. You got it.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Good evening, Atlanta.

I'm your host
and I welcome you
to the Rap Grand Slam final.

Today, we have
a very exciting show
for you.

For the last two months,
rappers across the country

have competed
in single elimination rounds

until we have
just two rappers standing.

(ALL CHEERING)

For our first finalist,
he's from the dirty-dirty,

Baton Rouge, Louisiana,

where cornbread and biscuits
grow on trees,

show your love
for Revelation!

(WHOOPING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Our second finalist
is from Georgia!

(ALL CHEERING)

Right here, Midtown, y'all!

Atlanta, show your love
for Lord of Da Bling!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Just tell her.
It will be fine.

The "truth will
set me free," right?

LYLA: Not too much.
Lightly, lightly.
Come on.

I don't want to
see any creases.

CYRUS: Roxie?

Cyrus, hey!

You look different.

I hope that's not
a bad thing.

No. No, you look better.

Thanks.

We gotta go on.

Okay. Wish me luck.

You don't need it.
Just do you.

In a short while,
these two will
battle here, live,

for the Grand Slam Crown.

But first, we have
a musical performance
by Roxie!

(ALL CHEERING)

Along with a newcomer
whose single is
blowing up the charts.

So, Atlanta,
without further delay,
I give you Roxie and Truth!

(CROWD CHEERING)

* You're spinning round
and round and round
in my head

* Head

* Did you really mean
the words that you said?

* Said

* This is it, I gotta know
Should I stay or should I go?

* Show me the truth

* Is it gonna be me and you?

* Is it gonna be me and you?

* Is it gonna be
me and you? *

Wow.

"Wow" is right.
She's gonna be bigger
than I even imagined.

You ready?

Ready.

Yo. Are we
going on or what?

Nope. (CLEARS THROAT)
Not today.

ROXIE: Give it up to the
up and coming performer

that's close to my heart.

Truth!

(RAPPING)
* I know you gonna be mad

* Feelings that you
thought you had

* Was for another guy
Well, I'm that other guy

* I'm just a shy kid
camouflaged before your eyes

* And I knew my lyrics
were the key to see
the other side

* I shoulda told you,
but I never had the courage

* And I thought
you really
wouldn't understand

* And now
I'm up here just to let
my feelings surface

* Apologizing for
disguising who I am

* Tell me are you who
I thought you were

* Or who I wanted you to be?

* Did you do it all for him,
or were you only playing me?

* I did it for you,
but I couldn't see it through

* Roxie, I'm sorry

* You're spinning round
and round and round
in my head

* Head

* Did you really mean
the words that you said?

* Said

* This is it, I gotta know

* Should I stay
or should I go?

* Show me the truth

* Is it gonna be me and you?

* Is it gonna me and you?

* Is it gonna be me and you?

You.

* You're all I ever wanted

* But I got caught
in a shadow
in the background

* But I'm back now
And Kris was all
this and that

* And my look
didn't really fit the rap
It didn't match

* He had the style
and I had the swag

* So I locked up my feelings
in the words he said

* Give me your hand,
and I'll take off my mask

* If you give me a chance,
that's all I ask

* What you
expecting me to do?

* First you were him
and now you're you

* Now it's just me,
and you got me on my knees

* Roxie, I'm sorry

(CROWD CHEERING)

Give it up
for Roxie and Truth!
Or whoever that guy was.

So who's ready for some rap?

Then, ladies and gentlemen,

put your hands together
for Revelation
and Lord of Da Bling!

Rox, come on, open up.

I'm sorry, but we
were electric out there,
couldn't you feel it?

No. Did you feel that?

I can't believe
it was you this whole time.

You two are just
one big lie.

No, you see,
what had happened was, I...

I don't wanna hear it.
Please just get away from me.

Such an idiot.

No, Rox, you're not, I am.

I should've been
upfront with you
from the jump.

It's just hard to understand
that you didn't wanna
hear my words from me.

You wanted the hot guy
and the hot music
all at the same time.

Wrong, Cyrus.
It wasn't about his looks.

I fell in love with his...
I mean, your words.

I just wanted someone
who was real,

but now it's clear
that that's neither
one of you.

So both of you
just stay out of my life.

Hey, where you going?

We want you
to present the trophy
to the new champ.

Thanks, but I'm not
in the mood.

Why don't
you ask Truth to do it?
This is his night.

Follow me.

(CROWD CHEERING)

All right.
So we've heard
from our finalists.

But there can only be
one champion.

Atlanta, show your love
for Revelation.

(CROWD BOOING)

That was a whole lotta love!

(CHUCKLING) Yeah!

Atlanta, show your love
for Lord of Da Bling.

(ALL CHEERING)

We have a new rap
Grand Slam King.

Congratulate
Lord of Da Bling.

Yeah!
Midtown, baby, let's go.
I told you I'm number one!

Our trophy
will now be presented
by newcomer, Truth.

Oh, man!

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo.
Look at this.

The busboy just
brought me my trophy.

CROWD: Oh!

Congratulations.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on, hold on there.

You gotta polish it up
for me there, busboy.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Oh, oh, oh, wait,
is it Truth or
is it Baby Ruth?

You know, you don't
deserve this trophy,

because you're not
the best.

I mean, you're not
the best in Atlanta,

you're not even
the best in the building.

Yo! Is that a challenge?

(CROWD CHEERING)

Yeah. It is.

Yo, I'm gonna
love beating you
in front of everybody.

We have a challenge.
So let the challenge begin!

You want this battle, huh?

So you're a rapper now, oh.
Okay.

(RAPPING)
* Here we go again

* Prepare to meet your end

* Just looked you up
on Facebook

* You have zero friends
This kid's a loser

* Yo, he ain't
even kissed a girl
You write her love letters

* I buy her ice and pearls
So how you like me now?

* Even Roxanne's
in the background

* Saying,
"Wow, Bling's got style"

* I'm off the gold chain

* If you're a rapper
why is Kris your
backup dancer

* Like an extra
on Soul Train?

* I see your
mommy and your daddy
in the front row

* They must be
embarrassed for you, bro

* You're not a real MC
You should quit hip-hop

* Now be a good busboy
and go get your mop

(RAPPING)
* Bling, you don't
wanna battle

* You're the snake
without the rattle

* You're the boat
without the paddle

* You're the duck
without the waddle

* You're the horse
without the saddle
The ranch without the cattle

* The day
without the shadow

* Son, I think
you should skedaddle

* Kick gravel, sayonara,
punk, arrivederci

* What language
do I have to say it in
for you to hear me clearly?

* Adios, amigo
You're over with, finito

* This clown
couldn't wrap anything
but my burrito

* Kid, you have to hold
your mommy's hand

* Before you cross the street
You have to sneak out
the house

* Just to clean and sweep

* And now you look queasy
I made him go mute

* Put your camera phones up
so you can post this
on YouTube

* Truth's got a screw loose
He's terrified to bust

* So lightweight
that I could blow him
over with a gust

* You're weak like seven days
You deserve boos

* You should walk around
in some high-heel shoes, ha!

* You should rock
pigtails and a skirt

* You're shaking
in your boots

* Are your feelings
getting hurt?

* Well, maybe I should hurt
more than your feelings

* Maybe I should rip the roof
off the theater ceiling

* Maybe you should
start kneeling
His eyes are getting misty

* You're so
whack if you were me
you couldn't diss me

* Kissy-kissy Roxanne,
did you miss me?

* I'll take you out
for dinner after I've
eaten this pipsqueak

* And when we're on vacation
I'll let him house sit

* Here's a couple bucks
Buy yourself
a better outfit

Get him, Cy.
Come on, Cy.

You know what?

* You don't
have a stack of cash
or a flashy pad

* I saw you last week
driving a taxi cab

* Your secret's out
and now they know, sport

* We'll call you
if we need a ride
to an airport

* In fact, you can drop me
off at home after this

* Then you can take
your couple bucks back,
but as a tip

* You're playin'
yourself like solitaire

* Tellin' everyone
that's here that you're
a millionaire

* You're not a baller,
you're a phony

* I bet your whole crew
is a bunch of rent-a-homies

* At night
you lie in bed lonely
Your persona's a facade

* The only girls you get
are in the pages
of a catalog

* Here stands
Lord of Da Bluff

* His lies were legendary
till the Truth made him hush

* And what's funny
is your truth is enough

* Why'd you have to make up
all the money and the stuff

* I guess it's easier to
play the role and act hard

* 'Cause you don't
have the guts to tell us
who you really are

* So you can keep a trophy
that you don't deserve

* I might just be a busboy,
but you just got served *

(CROWD CHEERING)

That's my boy!

(LAUGHING)

Sorry, man.

Get out, man.
Man, whatever, man.

We have a new
Grand Slam Champion.

Truth! Truth! Truth!
Truth! Truth! Truth!

(ALL CHANTING)

Roxie, please, wait.

Roxie. Come on,
just open up.

Just give me
a minute, please.
All right?

What?
Look, you got one minute,

and I've gotta go
or I'll miss my flight.

Look, Roxie, I am sorry.
All right?

Cyrus and I, we never
meant to hurt you.
He did it for me.

I saw you looking all fine
and I thought that we'd
be great together.

Just like when you saw
that picture with
me and Cyrus in it?

You thought
I was the rapper

and he was, like,
my roadie or something.

He's not wrong.
It's show business.

I was the one who asked Cyrus
to help me trick you.

And he saw you feeling me
and me feeling you

and he just wanted to do
what was right, you know?

Of course,
then I started feeling
every girl in Atlanta.

Yeah.

But if it is the real
that you were looking for,

that's you and Cyrus.
All right?

And you know that
as much as I do.

We gotta go.

I gotta go, Kris.

Roxie, wait! Please!

KRIS: Cyrus.

Kris?
Kris!

How you doing, Mrs. Debarge?
Reverend.

Do you mind if I
join you all today?

I hear you're doing
some powerful preaching, sir.

Cyrus, Son, it's time
to celebrate and be glad,

'cause this
brother of yours was lost
and now he's found. (LAUGHS)

Yes.

Cyrus Debarge,

I don't know
if you remember me,

but we went
to school together.

Sure, I do. Roxanne Andrews.
Nice to see you again.

(CONGREGATION APPLAUDING)

CHOIR:
* Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

* Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

(RAPPING)
* It's been a long road,
but we're finally here

* And the view from the top's
so beautifully clear

* We could see for forever
Not a cloud in the sky

* Picture-perfect weather
every day of our lives

* Just imagine if everything
you wanted came true

* Well, it happened to me
So it could happen to you

* We're on a journey of truth
and belief is the key

* So open up your heart
and let your light free

* And I feel like I'm glowing
And I like where I'm going

* Tonight I'm showing up
to shine

ALL:
* This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

* This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

* I'm gonna let it shine

* This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

* Let it shine,
let it shine,
let it shine

(RAPPING)
* Front to back,
we're packed in stomping

* Clapping,
laughing, singing, dancing
Passion everlasting

* When I'm rapping
to the track and askin'

* Everyone to
put your hands up,
stand up

* Roxanne, come take my hand
and make the congregation rock

* We're celebrating
and it feels so good

* If I could
thank everybody here I would

* I feel like
I'm finally free and I
Yeah, I'm ready, I'm ready

* I'm ready to fly
Oh, I feel like I'm glowing

* And I like where I'm going
Tonight I'm showing up
to shine

ALL:
* This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

* This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

* I'm gonna let it shine

* This little light of mine

* I'm gonna,
I'm gonna let it shine
* Yeah

(RAPPING)
* You know what's come out
Don't hide your shine, y'all

* Now put your hands
in the sky

* 'Cause your light
is your love

Here we go!

CHOIR:
* Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

* Come on and sing
Here we go

CYRUS:
* All right,
all right, all right

* This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

* Yeah, I'm gonna
let it shine

* This little light of mine

* I'm gonna let it shine

* I'm gonna let it shine

* Shine

(ALL CHEERING)

(MOUTHING)

So, do you, like,
manage a lot...
One second.

Oh.

Hold on.

Whoo! Look at you!

Matching outfits?

Stylin' right?

This, my friend, is hot.

This, my friend, is not.

I don't know, Simon.
I think Kris here has
his finger on the pulse.

It's Cyrus.

I don't know there, Seamus.
I think Kris has
his finger on the pulse.

Cyrus.

I don't know there, Serious.
I think Kris has
his finger on the pulse.

It's Cyrus.

All right, relax there, Sinus.
I think Kris has
his finger on the pulse.

Cyrus.

I don't know there, Cyclone.
I think Kris has
his finger on the pulse.

Cyrus.

PAUL HOEN: Cut!
We've got this one.