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- No, that's- - Get out of the store.

- You don't belong here.

Take your kids and get out of the store.

[speaking foreign language]

[fist punches]

Get out of the store, you don't belong here.

[all yelling]

- You put your hands on my goddamn son.

- Let's go do it outside.

- That's not your seed, that's my seed.

- Oh, we'll take it outside.

- Here are the cops, come here.

[all yelling]

- You ever gonna stop,

you're gonna get arrested right now.

- Don't touch my things.

- [Officer] Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

- What is the problem?

What's going on here?

- We are under attack.

They're looting and rioting.

- Who are they?

- The Blacks

all of the Blacks.

- Is this what y'all called in as a riot?

- [Together] Yes!

[all yelling]

- Stop, stop, stop.

- And I know you're not taking me to jail

'cause this bitch slapped my son.

- Her son is a thief.

- They're all thieves.

They come here every day, stealing,

taking away from us inch by inch by inch.

- Man, they fightin' Jovan and he only 12.

- These people, they come in here causing trouble.

- Oh, shut the fuck up, motherfucker.

You are the one that slapped my son.

[hand strikes]

[all yelling]

- Look, look, how about this.

Everybody's fightin', everybody's disorderly,

everybody's going to jail.

[all yelling]

Sit down! Sit down!

- Man, I can't believe this, man.

[gentle music]

[mind statics]

[Jay screaming]

- Okay, I'm up, I'm up.

Oh, I'm up.

Okay, asshole.

[door closes]

[Jay gasps]

Jesus?

- I live here, remember?

- I didn't know that you were here.

- What I look like?

I know how night work on you.

I come home.

I ain't got no curfew, but I pull up.

[refrigerator slams]

[Darrell scoffs]

[utensils clank]

[knife chops loudly]

- What time did you get here?

- I don't know, mom, but you were sound asleep.

- Darrell, if you come in creeping at night,

then it's like you were not here

and I need you here to get to sleep.

- I'm a grown man, Jay.

- What does that have to do with me needing you?

You know if you'd trust me more, we'd both feel better.

- Darrell, you didn't even get in the bed.

How could you not get in the bed?

- I went to sleep on the couch last night.

You know you get when you get restless in bed

and I ain't trying to get my ass kicked.

- Darrell, they are coming at me

from every angle.

When I'm awake, it's Ruth, it's mom, it's you.

When I'm asleep, it's Beth.

- But I'm right here.

- Sometimes.

- Okay.

So how about this?

No curfew, but I promise

to brave the field of battle

and hop in the bed no matter how jacked up it is.

- Darrell, when I'm going through

the thick of it,

can you just at least please come home early.

Look, I don't need you to be home at 6 p.m. for dinner,

but at least, come on, just give me something.

Give me some touch by 10.

I'm not asking all the time.

Just when things are thick.

- But that's the thing.

Things are always thick for you.

Even when there's no real problem,

you find something to worry about.

Look, remember that time

you were convinced I was trying to kill you?

- Oh. - Because-

- Oh, yeah, yeah, whatever, that was a tough month then.

Couch, huh?

- Come on.

[Jay sighs]

Yeah.

Innocent until proven guilty, right?

- I am sorry.

I didn't mean to treat you like-

- A liar.

But you did, yeah.

[phone buzzes]

- It's just, my head is just cloudy

and all the nightmares are starting

to feel more and more real and like I can't,

I can't figure out-

- What the fuck is this?

- It's protection.

I, maybe I've been freaking out because

of these nightmares

and I just got that totally in case.

- Yeah, but what has that got to to

with you hiding a knife in the couch?

I mean, if you need protection, you can come to me.

- Darrell, you're not even here at night.

I don't know if somebody's gonna come

through that back door or through the front door

or through the window.

- Have you been taking your pills?

- Yes.

- As prescribed?

- Yes. - Without liquor.

[Darrell scoffs]

You dancing with the devil all by yourself in your head.

- I hate when you call me crazy.

- I didn't call you crazy.

- In my head?

- All right, I'm sorry, Jay.

I didn't mean it.

It's just, I just wanna make sure

you taking care of yourself.

[Jay exhales]

- Who keeps calling you?

- It's work.

- Let me see the phone.

- Damn.

Why can't you just trust a nigga?

- Because sometimes a nigga can't be trusted.

- You trippin'.

Take this, put this for before one of us kill ourselves.

[phone buzzes]

Yo.

What's good?

Yeah, I'll be there in a minute.

[door closes]

[Jay sighs]

- Lyin' ass motherfucker.

- Thank you. - You're welcome, Judge.

- See you later.

- Morning, Judge.

- Morning, Barbara.

I assume you have a plan for today.

- Indeed I do.

Ali is all anybody can talk about.

- [Jay] Hmm.

- The Arabs painting Black folk

as perpetual criminals.

- Then there's Reverend Opportunity

in his ugly ass suits.

You would think a guy ripping off his flock

would dress much better.

- Right?

Anywho, when I saw both groups up in that hallway,

I went in there with a couple of officers,

put then in neutral corners.

- Mm-hmm.

- I'm not having another bloody Monday in here.

Plus we got press coming.

We need some press.

Who's doing traffic court today?

- Judge Graves.

- Damn, that means Spangler's doing housing.

Okay, this is what I need.

I need Spangler to take traffic

in Graves' courtroom and Graves

to take the housing docket in your courtroom.

- You know neither one of them is going to like that.

- If they bark- - I know.

- Send them straight to you.

- Why the switch?

- You know how thick traffic court is.

Spangler's so much faster.

Hey, with all Talid bracket,

have you had time to get ready for Graves' dinner tonight?

- Yeah, I'll be ready.

I just gotta put this to bed first.

- Every time things settle down, something new happens.

- Yeah, tell me about it.

The Talids swear the Smiths are pulling a Jessie.

- A Jessie?

- Yeah, you know.

The notes that the Smiths found in front of their house?

Well, the Talids are saying

that the Smiths put it there themselves

and are blaming them.

- Oh, dear Lord.

Okay.

Well, Judge, this is where I drop you off.

Have a great day and I will see you tonight.

- Yeah.

Hey, Jean, did you print out all

that Steele stuff that I asked for?

- Yes, I did.

It's on your desk, I- - Oh, here it is.

- Judge, why don't you let me just clean off-

- No, no, because if you move anything,

it'll confuse me.

- But you can't find anything right now.

- Why don't you just let me run things my way.

- Okay.

- Jean.

I'm sorry.

[keys click]

- So, how did she become a judge?

Well, if you guys seen her face, she's hot.

But hot doesn't mean competent.

And you want a competent judge

to handle a criminal case, you know.

So, women voted for her because she's one of them

and Black people voted for her because

she's also one of them.

You know, she's already killed one woman already

and now one of the most explosive cases

that's rocked this entire community has

been placed on her doorstep.

That's not a good thing

and I don't see this playing well.

- Good morning, Judge.

- [Judge 2] Barbara.

- Your 9 a.m. docket is set and ready to go.

- And how are you this morning, Barbara?

Rumor's still flying I see?

- Well, she did burn down your house.

- [Judge 2] It was three weeks ago.

- Still interesting.

You're lucky, though.

This Ali thing has pushed you out of the news cycle.

- Yeah, but everyone here-

- Can you blame them?

She's still calling.

- Indeed she is.

Have a good day.

Everybody.

[all laughing]

- Howard what are you doing in Spangler's chambers?

- Barbara's working some logistic magic

and she put Ruth in my room to do traffic

and I'm doing housing.

It appears that I don't move as quickly

as she wants me to.

- Docket over already?

- No, I have them working on some plea deals.

I've got about another hour to go.

So, what's new with you?

- Nothing.

- You sure?

- I am.

- Have you contained your situation?

- Working on it.

- According to the clerk's office,

you need to work harder.

- They live for that nonsense.

- You haven't changed

your mind about pressing charges, have you?

- Oh, hell, no.

Last thing I want is a criminal case opening up

the doors to my love life.

Besides.

- You're not done with her, are you?

[Judge chuckles]

You like that crazy shit.

- Hey, shh.

I like women who do unexpected things.

- Leave Jay alone.

- I never said-

- You don't have to.

I got eyes on you.

Ruth, Ruth.

- How's my housing docket going there, Howard?

- Business as usual.

Everybody's outraged at the city danes

to make them keep their houses up.

And how are my traffic court citizens?

- Indignant as always.

Some days I like the suspects better

than the citizens.

Traffic court is the worst.

- No argument there.

- And I've gotten stuck there twice this week.

- You got a complaint, make it.

- I'm not complaining.

We all hate traffic court.

Just saying, I got stuck twice this week.

- Because I'm too slow.

That's where you wanna end that sentence, right?

- Okay, children, let's to argue.

Things are what they are.

We're making this thing work

the best way we can.

Thank you.

I wish you wouldn't work her up like that.

- You were standing right here.

She started it.

- Howard.

- Y'all too damn serious, that's your problem.

Two, count 'em, two years and I'm outta here.

♪ You're gonna miss me when I'm gone ♪

[Judge chuckles]

[phone buzzes]

- Damn.

[phone buzzes]

[camera clicks]

- All rise.

- Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

- You may be seated.

- This is not the judge we had.

I want the judge we had.

- That judge just arraigned you.

Who you get after that is luck of the draw.

- But she's one of them.

And a woman.

I want the judge we had.

- Excuse me, counsel, can I help you?

- No, Your Honor.

- What do mean no?

She asked you if there's something, tell her.

- Ali, I'm telling you this won't work.

I apologize, Your Honor.

My client here is concerned that, well-

- I'll be biased 'cause I'm black.

- My apologies, Your Honor.

- No need to apologize.

It's human nature to treat your own better

than you would treat others

and, obviously, anyone in Mr. Talid's position

would think that.

He's just bold enough to say it.

- So, you admit you're prejudice.

- Well, that's the thing, Mr. Talid.

We all are.

But no one wants to admit it.

But if you don't admit it,

then you adjust for it.

- So, we'll get the other judge.

- No, no.

- Don't worry.

I double check all of my actions

for the presence of bias.

Every single one.

- Your Honor, may I speak.

- No.

- But I'm Reverend Franks.

- I know who you are.

You are an observer in open court

and that is a non-speaking role.

[Michael laughs]

- Now what the fuck, bruh.

- Goddamn, boy, you scared the shit out of me.

- Well, how you get in here?

- I thought everybody was out running around doing shit.

Figured I'd be straight.

- Now, answer my question.

- Mom's key, bruh, she got one from Jay, chill.

- The key.

- I just said it's Mommy's.

- Man, if you don't give me.

Mommy's key.

nigga, never again.

- Goddamn, killer, calm down.

You act like I'm here tryin' to rob the place or somethin'.

- You, this ain't happening, man.

- Bruh, come on, bruh, can I just have

a place to hang out and kick it for a little bit?

I'm tired of being in that damn house.

Everybody crazy as shit

and you know how they are.

Mom's over there trippin', dad doing what dad do best,

ha, ha, ha.

I just need a place to chill, relax, watch some TV.

Is that okay?

Look, I got an extra sandwich

and everything for you, you hungry?

- What kind?

- Bo's Bistro, the roast beef special, too.

Here, bruh, I know you want it, you hungry, here.

Huh.

- That don't make this shit, cool, though, aight?

- Okay, D-Bo, I mean, Darrell, my bad.

Thank you.

Oh, shit.

This nigga, you the one with

the African braided blanket, bruh.

- Excuse me, Judge.

Hey, Judge.

- You gotta jostling him.

- Judge, can Alton stand with me.

I've know his family since he was a boy

and if my Chester was here,

you wouldn't be doing this to me.

- [Howard] Calm down there, Wheeler.

- Um, okay. - Thank you.

- Weird assed.

- Oh, my Mrs. Felix,

we've been at this for a while it seems.

- Judge, they trying to put me outta my house.

- No one wanna put you out of our house, Ms. Felix.

- Well, I don't know why they can't let me be.

The house is mine.

I've been there 37 years, raised four kids

and my husband died there

and now they wanna put me out

'cause they don't like how it looks.

If they don't like what they see,

then they need to stop coming over.

- Judge, this isn't just a cosmetic complaint.

Can we throw the images up?

- I don't know how to do this.

Wheeler, come up here and get these images up for me.

- [Wheeler] I could call Spangler.

- Well, you were up here before,

so you know how to get here.

- Go Wheeler.

- I don't know nothing about this technology here.

- What's Spangler's password.

How's that?

- Now, Ms. Felix.

We can't just let this go on.

- Got this old lady here all by myself

and think you can terrorize me.

- Your husband?

- Yes.

- How long has he been gone?

- Five years.

- Tell you what, Ms. Felix, how about this?

I won't let them do anything till next week,

but the next time I'll convene court at your house

so we could watch what they do together.

- Judge, you can't- - I can't what?

- Convene my court where I please?

The power is vested in me, not in this room.

- I don't know, Judge.

- You wanna get this done or don't you, Mr. Druss.

- I, I do, but procedurally, there's-

- Is my plan okay with you, Ms. Felix?

- As long as you come.

- I'll be right there.

- Thank you.

- [Howard] All right, so we're done for today.

[gavel pounds]

- With that, the defense rests, Your Honor.

- What is she doing?

- Your Honor, can I-

- I'm thinking.

- Certainly, Your Honor.

I didn't mean to imply, I just thought.

- I was buffering?

- Well.

- Maybe I was.

[Jay sighs]

Okay, I thought about it.

Jean, can you get me two envelopes, please?

- What, Judge?

- Envelopes, two.

- Okay.

- What's going on?

- Relax, relax.

- [Jean] I broke my nail.

- [Wheeler] Jean!

- You got any glue?

- Uh, no, what is this, kindergarten?

- I have a project, yes.

- Ooh.

How's it going in there?

- As smooth as can be expected, I suppose,

but I'm being sent to get envelopes.

- Envelopes, why?

- Judge Johnson is flying away,

just left of center today.

- Well, she and Graves must be sipping out

the same cup, 'cause he's on one, too.

- Really?

Maybe we need to be sipping out the cup.

- Now you're talking.

- Well, thank you.

- I need two envelopes.

Don't ask me because I don't know.

- Okay, and what can I do for you?

- I need to schedule a housing docket

at someone's house.

- What?

- It's Ms. Felix.

Graves wants to direct the repairs in person.

- If it gets her out of our hair,

I will figure it out.

Tell him I'll put some orders together.

- Okay, good luck with whatever

you got going on over there.

- Same to you.

- Thank you, Jean. - You're welcome.

- Now, don't go anywhere, please.

Hand this to Prosecutor Meeks

and this to Mr. Bale.

Now, I've come to a verdict,

which I've put in a piece of paper

and put in those envelopes,

which Jean has just handed to counsel.

Uh, excuse me, Mr. Prosecutor, do not open that

until I say.

Thank you.

Now, I did that because I want you to know

that what I'm about to do does not affect the verdict.

- Well, I want my verdict.

You can do whatever else you want after that.

- I could.

But then I'll lose everybody

and I don't want that.

[courtroom chatters] - Quiet!

- What is this?

- A courtroom, mine, have a seat.

Thank you, Mr. Talid.

Now, I'm gonna ask all of you the same question.

[phone buzzes]

- I'd like to talk to Detective Edwards.

- So, let me summarize what we've just learned.

In response to what you saw

as a young boy's failure to respect you

while inquiring about a cinnabun,

you lobbed a rolling pin in his direction, correct?

That was a question.

- Yes, but-

- And, you, Jalisa, do you let your kids

come at your crooked?

So, what did Jovan call Mr. Talid?

- A desert rate.

- The whole thing.

- A motherfucker falafel eating desert rate.

- Oh.

So, a 12-year-old comes

at you and calls you a fried chicken eatin' N-I-G-G-A,

what you gonna do, hmm?

Not that it was right and okay

for you to lob that rolling pin.

But you came in there swinging

and you brought who with you?

- Jordan and Gerard.

- Knowing full well that Jordan is on probation.

As soon as last week's conviction makes it

through the system,

they gonna violate you.

How long is your tail, Jordan?

- It's a year.

- So you about to do a year

because a 12-year-old child, your son,

decided that he wanted to call this man a name

and all the adults lost their frickin' minds.

And, you, Fatima, talkin' about some,

oh, Black people can't control themselves.

Did you or did you not smack Jalisa,

even when the police were standing right there?

- I have the right to defend myself.

- The police were already there.

That wasn't self-defense.

That was you just being mad.

Jean.

Thank you, Jean. - You're welcome.

- The whole point of this entire exercise is

to make you feel as foolish as you look, all of you.

Now, for three weeks,

you have been exchanging racial epitaphs,

vandalizing property and I get it.

This nonsense didn't occur inside of a vacuum.

Most everyone believes

that it's inevitable that things like this will occur

when you have two competing cultures

within close proximity.

But here's the thing.

History is destined to repeat itself

if we do not make a conscious decision

to do better.

- This doesn't fix anything.

- Sit your foul ass down before I make change.

This fixes nothing because you are committed

to the proposition of leaving here

and doing the exact same thing.

All of you are wrong.

Don't you see that?

Do you not see it, Fatima?

Nod yes, 'cause I ain't taking any other answer.

Now, you can fight amongst yourselves

if you want to and feed

the corrections corporations of America,

but just remember this.

You are Black and you are Brown.

You'll be the first to go

and you stay the longest.

Or, you can figure out a way

to do business together.

Get money.

Establish generational wealth.

Whatever it is, get past your feelings

and move on to what's important.

You keep this up

and you will go to jail.

Know that.

And when you do,

I want you to envision this.

What's this Jordan?

- It's a cinnamon roll.

- Jalisa, your son wanted to buy one.

You wanted to sell it to him.

But because, oh, somebody called somebody a name,

you got seven people now with criminal records,

spent thousands now on attorney fees

and Jordan might be doing a year.

For this.

So,

I find you guilty.

$250 fine.

30 days suspended.

Same probation conditions as everybody else.

Which, if you ask me is coupe de grace.

Anybody read their probation conditions?

- We have to come here every week?

- See, now you can all come together

and hate me.

Just know this.

I am going to keep it up

until I am satisfied that you all

are no longer keeping it up.

- What just happened.

- Ooh [coughs].

Shit.

Goddamn.

- nigga, I smell your stinkin' ass

all the way in the room.

- You ate the same sandwich as me.

Give it 20 minutes.

You gonna take the same shit, watch.

- Hey, Michael.

I know you hear me, man.

Look, man, I appreciate the sandwich and all,

but you really gotta get the fuck up outta here.

- You sound parched.

You need a drink.

Don't worry about it.

I know where the cups are.

- Come on.

- Okay, okay.

[glasses clink]

Cheers.

No cheers.

Okay, mm.

- So how often do you do this?

I mean, you in here like this your spot.

- All the time.

Well, I mean, nigga, you know where I live, bruh.

Can you blame me?

- Richard to be trippin' like a motherfucker.

- Man, it's not even him.

I mean, don't get me wrong like,

he be going on his little trips,

get mad as hell, start runnin' around,

blowin' smoke for about an hour or two,

but shit, one time, look, don't tell Mom, all right, but-

- nigga, you 28, talkin' about don't tell Mom.

- As I was sayin', aight,

you know that situation that got you locked up?

Yeah, yeah, that one.

Ever since then, I've had

to keep me a little stash of Johnny Black

on the low for him, you know what I'm sayin'?

Give him a little sip of that,

shit, he drink his self quiet.

- Don't he got a bad liver?

- Mm, yeah, that's why I said don't tell Mom.

- nigga, that's your pops.

- Okay, and, do not try to romanticize fatherhood

just 'cause you ain't got no daddy, aight.

- So, let me get this straight.

You over there poisoning your father

to keep hi quiet, then why are you here?

- Look, it's not him.

It's the women.

Aight, I got Mom in one ear barking

about me having this bitch up in the house

and why I ain't got no fuckin' 9 to 5.

Then I got Tenisha in this year barking

about the shut that bitch the fuck up

and why we need money.

A nigga just wanna, hoo.

- Damn.

That's crazy.

So, a guy over there completely out of his mind,

and he easier to talk to than the women.

- Right.

- Look, man, I feel you and all, but this right here

ain't gonna fly.

- You sure about that?

- nigga, what you mean?

[glass clinks]

You know your homie, Tamar, like to gossip

like a little bitch, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know your little sweet thing

at the High Bar, mm-hmm.

I know all about it.

Oh, and what's the other one,

the little redhead chick, what's her name, Gina?

Gina or some shit, Gina with the big titties.

Whoo, boy, you are crazy for that one.

I ain't gonna lie.

I was hatin' on you for a little bit on that one.

I was hatin' just a little bit.

But listen, bruh.

If you think you can be runnin' around doing

all this dirt and my sister not feel nothin',

you trippin', okay?

All I gotta do is, you know,

bring up a little fact

that, you know, you be over here showering

throughout the days gettin' fresh,

add a little High Bar incident in there.

Shit, your life's starting

to sound a little bit fucked up like mine, ain't it?

[Michael laughs]

- Well, you just about bitch enough

to do it, ain't you?

- Ah, bitch or clever.

Look, how about this.

I'll make a deal with you, okay?

Anytime I wanna come over here and hang out,

I'll give you a ring.

Make sure you not over here washing off

any evidence or anything like that, okay, how's that.

Hey, man, lighten up.

Don't be so uptight, okay?

'Cause you know that key you took from me,

that's the key to peace for both of us.

Hey, we still got tacos in the fridge?

'Cause I been meaning to get back to them.

They been waitin' for me.

[Jay laughs]

- So, what I realized in that moment is

that yes, Graves is right.

Everything can be solved with a candy bar.

And who would've known

and that is classic Howard Graves.

So, what I realized is that Graves' candy bars

that he always carries around munching on

is actually a metaphor for his kindness

and his sweetness

and that is classic Howard Graves.

Sharp, funny, irreverent, incorrigible [laughs]

and oh, my God, I'm sorry.

I just cannot.

Whoo, better than sex.

[attendees laugh]

Ladies, okay, so then that tells me one

of two things.

Ladies, either we need to start buying better shoes

or fellows, y'all need to step y'all game up [laughs].

But in all seriousness, Howard Graves everyone.

[attendees applaud]

I love you.

- I love you, more.

- You in trouble now.

- That was wonderful, sis.

You were talking about stuff

I had forgotten about years ago.

And when you string out

the stuff like that the way you did, I'm impressive.

- You certainly are.

Let me brush your shoulders off for you.

- All right, thank you.

- Oh, my God, I can't believe

that they're back together.

She burned down his house.

- Some men are drawn to fire.

That may be the smartest thing she ever did.

- Well done, Jay. - Thank you.

- Very, very well done.

Our girl did a great job tonight, didn't she?

- Well, first off, she's not a girl, she's a queen.

- That's just an expression.

Like, you know, better than sex,

that was also an expression

and I'm sure not a commentary on your abilities.

- If y'all don't put your dicks away.

- You should listen to your man.

He's giving you some good advice.

- It's just, it's just a joke.

- Well, it wasn't funny.

- At all.

- My apologies, ladies.

Shall we get to work and mingle.

We have some votes to secure.

- Hey, hey, look at me.

- Oh, I know what you're trying to do.

And there's no way in hell she's joining us.

- Well, certainly not.

She's not the type to do that.

- Unlike me?

- [laughs] Well.

- You don't really think she's gonna want you

when she has that.

- You know what I can get a woman to do.

- If you think I'm just gonna sit back

and watch you work her,

you have another thing coming.

- Hypothetically speaking, what the fuck

could you do about it if I did?

- You of all people should know

what I'm capable of.

- Denise, I do believe you and I

are in for some interesting times.

- I ain't gonna lie.

You were amazing.

- It felt good.

- And all that worrying you did.

- For nothing, right?

No.

It makes all the sense in the world now,

but when I'm in the middle of it.

- Mm-hmm.

You be wilin'.

- Mm, yeah.

- But let me get to the other side.

So what's cool?

[Jay laughs]

- We're good, right?

- Yep.

Just wait till I get you home

and I'm a show you how good we are, mm.

- That's what I like.

- What one you like?

- Did I say that out loud?

- How is it that you can't tell

the difference between thinking something

and saying it out loud?

You better watch that.

Could get you in trouble.

- Who you tellin'?

Too soon?

- Much.

Why don't you tell me a story instead.

- All right, what do you wanna hear a story about?

- Tell me about that bitch

that doesn't do her man right.

- Oh, my God.

She's just been terribly like bad [laughs].

- Bad?

- Yes.

Egregiously even.

- What did she do this time?

- She did a whole lot wrong.

- She did?

- Yes.

She misjudged him.

- Terrible thing for a judge to do.

- Terrible.

- So what did she say?

[phone buzzes]

- The High Bar?

- That's a bar.

- I know that.

But why is the High Bar calling you?

- I have no idea.

- Then answer it.

- I'm driving.

- Then I'll answer it.

- Put it down.

You don't see me looking to answer none

of your phone calls.

- That's because the only people who call me

are work, my family and you.

I ain't doing shit wrong.

- Me either.

[phone buzzes]

- But you too scared to answer your phone?

- Here we go.

Another fucked up night verse 200.

- Just tell me who it is.

- And that's the hook.

There.

It's over, happy?

- Ain't nothing over.

You have the number associated

with the name of a bar that you do not own

and do not have business with.

That's a fucking female.

- I have a million numbers and places

in that phone.

I don't know who it is and why they calling.

- Okay, then why don't you just fuckin' answer it?

Okay, so then you know what?

We can deduct at minimum

that there's at least one person

in your phone that you're too fuckin' scared

to talk to in front of me.

- No, you can deduct, induct, abduct,

reduct, duck, duck, goose,

what the fuck kind of duck you wanna do,

but you got nothing.

- Oh, my God. - Nothing.

- You is a cappin' ass motherfucker.

- You know, you shakin' a whole bunch

of fuckin' keys full of crazy-

- Oh, wow.

- Stupid at me and not one of them open shit.

- Okay, so how about this.

What does the Jennifer key open, hmm.

- How did you come up with that out the blue?

- I didn't come up with that shit out of the blue.

I been broke the code to your fuckin' phone.

- nigga, broken code or nothing,

you didn't see shit

'cause it ain't shit to see.

- So then there's no Jennifer in your phone?

- There was.

Like the rest of my customers.

- Wow.

So you're sitting here telling me

that her number is not in your phone right now.

- You tell me.

You the one that's holding my phone.

- I'll tell you exactly.

Her number was in your phone,

but it's not there now

and the fucking High Bar is in there.

And that's some new shit.

[phone buzzes]

Oh, oh, looks like she really wants

to get in contact with you, huh?

- [Darrell] Give me, give me my fuckin' phone, man.

- No, no, who the fuck is this?

- Man, what the fuck.

- Darrell, Darrell, Darrell!

- Oh, shit.

[car crashes]

♪ I heard 'em say chivalry was dead ♪

♪ Uh-huh

♪ I could see it in your eyes, you were scared ♪

♪ Uh-Huh

♪ 'Cause it ain't nothing for you here ♪

♪ A lot of skeletons in my closet there ♪

♪ Uh-Huh

♪ Baby destruction is part of the plan ♪

♪ I'm your leader, the infra domain ♪

♪ I'm a need my respect in their veins ♪

♪ And if you get offended, too bad ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm the high eater

♪ I'm the high eater, baby

♪ It's a dinner date, I'm a eat solo, solo... ♪

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