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It's nobody else's job to chase your dreams for you.

Checkmate.

This is perfect.

It looks great. Trust me.

Prince Rakeem strikes again.

Hey, I left Prince Rakeem

in a cell in Ohio.

Nefertiti was a beautiful,

powerful African queen, know what I mean?

You the modern version.

Dennis, I told you we need our own place.

And I told you we can't rent another spot,

because we gonna blow through our savings

in, like, two months.

- Take it. - Ma.

Please.

A young buck selling drugs and such

who never had much.

I'm down to commit with this Wu-Tang shit,

but that music shit ain't putting

no food on the table right now.

I'm just asking y'all niggas to take the first step.

After that, I got y'all.

We produced a single that's getting mad airplay.

We feel like now it's time for us to sign with a label

and, uh, you know, take over this whole game.

"Protect Ya Neck" got me wet.

This could be our one shot, know what I mean?

You might have gotten me with that

if I didn't catch it,

but I did.

Now your ass ain't going nowhere.

Yo, that move is short money.

You gotta think long money, you dig, Prince Rakeem?

You think you got it all figured out, huh?

I used to be just like you...

Once upon a time.

Just because you changed your name, RZA,

don't mean you on top of the game.

You're one to talk, motherfucker.

You fell for that shitty single deal.

At least I know

I need a guaranteed album and a release date.

Oh, because you're so much smarter after you got dropped?

Yo, how did Ohio work out for you?

Hey, I'm here now, ain't I?

You're here talking shit, nigga.

What does that... That long money...

Long money shit mean anyway?

Freedom.

Creatively and business-wise.

Checkmate.

- You know what? - Yeah.

I may have taken an I, but that was just me.

You, on the other hand,

are responsible for a lot more people, RZA.

I mean, you basically demanded that your family,

your brothers, put their fate in your hands.

You explain that long money- short money shit to them?

I have to say, I fucking love the record.

I love that it doesn't have a hook,

that it represents what hip-hop was,

and that it doesn't follow any rules.

I love that.

I want us to ride the momentum of the single.

We're happy that you believe in the single.

What are your thoughts about an album?

I can't tell you how excited I am

to discuss the possibilities.

RZA, you are such a creative guy.

Putting out "Protect Ya Neck" independently.

Doing all the artwork yourselves.

And that sword? That was dope.

But I think I can do you one better in that department.

Oh, shit.

There's a message on there for you.

Ooh, that's a lot of zeros, kid.

That's a nice little flip, right?

Straight up and down?

- Yeah. - I don't know, yo.

I feel like that suit didn't really answer my questions.

- Aw, come on, Bobby. - He's a businessman.

Course he ain't gonna guarantee you an album

if he doesn't have to.

- Right, right. - Yeah, well,

if he wants Wu-Tang, he'll have to.

I did this shit the label's way before.

Now this time, they gotta agree to our terms.

Ah, it's all good, little bro.

This is our first meeting.

You know, we're just getting started,

know what I mean?

And Def Jam wants to meet last,

- know what I'm saying? - Yeah.

I've been paging Divine all day.

- He hasn't called me back. - Yeah.

They were just at Mr. Chow's with you-know-who.

- Fuck. - We need more money, Rich.

Steve, we're a brand-new label.

Can't break the bank before we start it.

We signed Mad Kap, we paid 30 for Tha Alkaholiks,

and now you wanna blow through the rest of our budget?

Once we spend that money, that's it.

We're betting it all on Wu-Tang.

- Yeah. - They're worth it.

I just need ten minutes with them, okay?

Face-to-face.

I'll keep asking around.

I think I know where they're recording.

Hey.

- Your favorite. - My favorite?

I think you like those more than me.

Hey, yo, I wasn't the one that finished

the whole box last time, know what I mean?

What's all that?

A job application.

Job application?

Nia says she can hook me up

with a job at Bay Video.

Mm-hmm, every dollar counts.

Hey, yo, we gonna be signed soon, all right?

The money coming any day now.

It's not just about money.

It's about purpose.

You and the guys have been going town to town

and college to college, pushing the record.

I wanna do something like that for myself.

It's kind of like when you got me this necklace.

You were saying how Nefertiti is beautiful and powerful.

Real power is taking life into your own hands.

Yeah. I feel that.

Word!

Yo, what up?

Hey, yo.

So Ray was thinking about replacing that "Gigante" verse

with the 16 from "Lifestyle of the Mega Rich."

How you feel?

I don't know.

- What you mean... - What you mean you don't know?

How we gonna talk about lifestyles of the mega rich

when we all broker than a motherfucker?

Well, shit, we still taking meetings with labels.

You know, if we had the money to break y'all off...

Yo, I wasn't saying like that.

I'm just saying...

So what you thinking?

I wrote this when I was locked up, you know.

I ain't never really spit

nothing like this before, though.

- All right. - Let's hear it.

It's been 22 long, hard years.

I'm still struggling.

Survival got me bugging, but I'm alive on arrival.

I peep at the shape of the streets.

Stay awake to the ways of the world,

'cause shit is deep.

That shit's fucking deep, yo.

- Word. - Word up.

Word, son.

- That's deep, dog. Word. - Yeah.

All right, let's see how that shit sounds in the booth.

Word, word.

Hey, what's up, fellas?

- Hey, what's up, son? - Y'all from Def Jam, right?

- No. - Uh...

Shit.

Damn, when is that meeting happening, son?

Bobby, Steve Rifkind.

You remember me?

Oh, shit, yo.

What's up, man? Yo, long time, no see, man.

- I've been good, good. - You?

- Word, word. Yeah, yeah. - Been good. Been good.

Right. Is there, uh,

somewhere we can talk for a minute?

I've always dug your sound. My whole office does.

I've been trying to track you guys down for months.

- Yo, word. - That's cool and all that,

you know what I'm saying, but, no disrespect,

what other acts have you put out on your label?

- Yeah, look, I've, uh... - I've managed and marketed

some of the top acts in the game,

before starting my own label, Loud Records.

Right now, we got Tha Alkaholiks

from the West Coast,

Twista from the Midwest.

You guys can rep the East.

You know, we're young. We're hungry.

We're gonna give you all the fucking attention you need.

I want Loud to be the house that Wu-Tang built.

- He means it. - Really.

We want freedom.

Creative freedom. Business freedom.

Yeah, well, we're not A&Rs, okay,

so you do what you do creatively.

Our job is, we just go out and sell it.

Okay, respectfully, uh, we have some big meetings

with some bigwigs who have made names for themselves,

who have made history with their artists,

and who also have bigger budgets

to take bigger risks.

So why should we go with a new label, hmm?

We need to get more money.

We made it work this far,

but you and me made a deal

to get on top of the rap game.

To get on top, I need a bigger budget.

Boys, I thought we were going over marketing here.

Wu-Tang already has a six-figure bid on the table,

and they're meeting with other top labels soon.

- That means higher offers. - Right.

Come on, Skip.

Steve... I like your dad.

We both made our bones in this industry.

I think you've forgotten you don't have a track record.

Remember, I'm taking a chance on Loud,

but risk has its limits.

I can't keep sticking my neck out for Loud Records.

I get it, Skip, okay,

but we both know that RCA's in the shitter right now.

And I'm telling you

that Wu-Tang can pull the label out from it.

I don't expect you to understand hip-hop, okay,

so let me explain it to you like this.

This company was built on American grassroots music,

guys playing the banjo and blowing into jugs.

Well, hip-hop's the modern version of that,

and Wu-Tang can do for this label

what Elvis did in 1956,

and don't you wanna be on the right side of history?

The answer's no.

What the fuck is this shit, man?

Yo, Ma.

No.

Come on, man.

Yo, man.

What's going on?

I fell behind on the rent.

Why wouldn't you tell me that?

Because I... I didn't want you to go back into those streets.

I'm really sorry.

Just wish I had gotten my Bible.

Your grandmother gave it to me.

The neighbors offered for us to stay with them

until we can figure out where to go.

Come inside.

Where you going?

To get our spot back.

Yo, yo. What up, Sha?

I'm tired of this shit, man.

Yo, you good?

One second, you on the straight and narrow.

You doing what you supposed to do.

Next second, you getting kicked out your fucking crib

for being poor, Black, and in the fucking hood, man.

The fuck is we supposed to do, man?

It's like no matter what you do,

no matter where you go,

shit's always gonna be fucking stacked against you, man.

We gotta get our families out this shit, son.

We gotta migrate.

Yup.

Shit is fucking crazy, man.

Yo, son, it's always about the money, yo,

know what I mean?

But don't get stagnated in that shit,

you know what I'm saying?

You gotta do what you do,

take the same energy you got going on right now,

take that shit, and put that shit in the booth, nigga,

you know I'm saying?

Yo, you heard Deck's verse?

Yo, put that shit on, son.

Yo, listen to this shit, nigga.

Babe, you made the lemonade?

Doing it right now.

- Hey, um, I got that. - Come here.

I'm just about done.

Oh, no, no, no, no. I got it. I got it. You know.

You know Mama taught me how to make some lemonade.

Well, thanks for saving me the extra swirls.

I know it hasn't been... ideal

living here with me and Nia,

but it's been nice having you.

You know, you and... You and the baby.

D, not so much.

Yeah. It's been nice.

- Congratulations, Divine. - Passed your piss test.

Come on in, Officer.

Tell me what's going on with the job search.

Your file shows that your construction job

ended a while ago.

Well, actually, sir, I've, uh...

Thank you.

I've been punching my clock

with a new venture.

There you go.

Okay.

Where's your pay stub?

Uh, with all due respect, sir, what do you mean?

I've... I've been working harder

than I ever had in my entire life.

My... my sister, yeah, she will tell you.

Come on, Divine.

Every ex-con tells me they're in the rap game.

That's not a job.

You need a W-4 to prove you have a real job,

or I'll be forced to violate you,

and then they'll send you back.

Uh, who made the lemonade? It's great.

I did.

You're lucky he didn't fire us.

How the fuck are we supposed to do this

when our whole budget is peanuts?

Maybe I can start going to temple again.

Hey, guys, nice work back there.

Thanks, Mojoe.

- Sorry it was a no-go. - You going to the BMG retreat?

- For what? - Whole company's going.

All of BMG's subsidiaries.

Even BMG's CEO,

Christoph Rainer, will be there.

Maybe he'll appreciate your passion for Wu-Tang.

It is what it is, know what I mean?

Come on, man.

- I came at it raw. - Hey, yo.

- Hey, yo. - Sharpened my sword, man.

Oh, word?

Wrote a new rhyme for "Lifestyle."

Me and Rae's verse together?

- Word. - Let's hear it.

- Hey, yo. - Lay that down, God.

- Yo, what's up, man? - Soo!

Come on, son, I can't even hear anything, man.

Turn up the fucking music, God.

Yo. I told you.

No distractions, yo. What's up?

And I told you stop coming at me like that.

Damn.

Do you know Dennis ain't even in there?

That's why I came.

Money's been kind of tight, and I'm just nervous

that he's gonna fall back into his old ways.

I mean, I don't know,

but that's the vibe I'm getting.

Hey, 'Rie, uh, I'm sorry that no one is making

any money right now, but...

I get it, Bobby.

Hey.

We gonna get a deal soon.

I can honestly say that there's just

no other group like Wu-Tang out there.

You guys are at the vanguard of your own movement,

and we at Elektra, we want... no,

we need to be a part of that movement.

Wu-Tang's album has to be out on Elektra.

Will you guarantee an album release?

Absolutely.

I'll put that in writing if that puts you at ease.

- All right. - Yeah.

We knew you'd be on board.

And listen, we... We don't mess with the music.

We don't do that to our artists.

That's what you do.

What we do is marketing, and image is key.

So with you guys, we'll have to discuss the presentation.

We want you to be street but not too street.

And maybe give you a more unifying look.

Unifying look?

- Yeah. - Maybe some dancers.

I mean, with us, what you see is what you get.

- Mm-hmm. - You know?

- Yeah. - Fuck that.

We just keep it real.

What do you mean by "keep it real"?

Is this table not real?

Is this office not real?

Come on. Look, guys.

Like I said, we're not trying to change your music,

and we don't wanna change who you are.

We wanna preserve your authenticity.

And matter of fact,

we want you to be the biggest rap group

in the game.

Is that not what you all want?

To show you how serious we are,

we're prepared to offer you $200,000 to sign with us.

How soon can we get that to the rest of our crew?

If you sign today,

you'll have a check before you leave.

That's a solid offer, but we need to discuss

this whole image things amongst ourselves.

I understand.

Your shoes, they're nice.

Jordans.

The hood loves Jordans. You know who else does?

Middle America.

If you think I'm asking you to sell out, ask yourself,

is Michael Jordan a sellout?

The answer is hell no.

He makes more money selling shoes

than he does playing basketball

because he presents a certain image.

He's cool, he's authentic, but he's not threatening.

Nigga, yo, what the fuck?

Yo, we thought a hundred thou was a lot, yo.

They just came out with 200 thou, son.

- 200. - Yeah, but okay, look.

- Listen. - Come on, son.

He wants to change Bobby and the team's image.

We can't do that.

No, no, no, that's not what he said.

What'd he say?

He doesn't want him to sell out.

He wants the albums to sell out.

That's not what he... Come on, son.

You heard him, right, RZA? Yo, RZ.

$200,000?

Yo, just imagine

what you and your boys could do with that shit.

Yeah, till they start telling you how to dress.

Damn.

Yo, this would have been way easier to put on

with $200,000 in the bank.

Shit.

Shit.

Well, sometimes

you gotta sacrifice some pieces to get that meat.

Oh, that's how you wanna play, motherfucker?

You look like one of the pieces on the board.

You gotta take care of that back rank.

Checkmate, Prince Rakeem.

Oh, fuck, man.

You know, sacrificing without thinking too far ahead,

you're gonna risk everything.

It all depends on what you sacrifice and win.

Dovetail mate.

Yeah. I don't know.

I mean, maybe you're just too smart for your own good.

It's 200K for the whole team. Shit.

Yo, think about what Dennis and Shurrie can do with that.

- I have. - I've thought of it all.

- Yeah. - You sure?

We don't want you to just sell gold.

We want you to sell millions.

So in terms of marketing Wu-Tang's image, we can...

Look, we love Wu-Tang just the way you are.

Gritty, grimy, real.

Def Jam stands for black and white and shades of gray.

We don't want any of that shiny shit here

if it isn't platinum.

All right. All right.

I like how that sounds, so how would you roll out the album?

I'm glad you asked, Power.

So I've talked to my team, and we plan on releasing

a Wu-Tang album in the fourth quarter.

That's the biggest quarter.

Shows you how much we believe in you guys.

- Word. - And we've already mapped out

plans for ODB and Meth,

two of my personal faves.

We see them as solo artists

and plan on putting albums out on them as well.

So when would Def Jam want to put out Meth's album?

The target would be probably next summer.

We don't want Meth stepping on Wu-Tang, and vice-versa.

That's if Meth is on Def Jam.

If Wu-Tang is on Def Jam, then Meth is on Def Jam.

If we're utilizing our time and resources

to make each one of the guys a star,

then Def Jam should also benefit

by putting out their projects as well.

As businessmen, it's to my understanding

that all of the guys are signed to Wu-Tang Productions.

So if all of the guys are signed to you,

why wouldn't it be the same for us?

It's just a standard business practice.

- Right, fellas? - Uh, yes, it is.

Obviously, we are very, very interested in your offer.

Hold up. We didn't come here

for no standard business practices, all right?

Bottom line,

if you sign Wu-Tang, you get them as a group.

You don't get them as solo artists.

Period.

Yo, what the fuck happened in there, yo? Huh?

You spring that shit without talking to us first?

- Hey, hey. - Come on, Bobby.

Look, I'm not just working on shit for Wu-Tang, all right?

I'm working on shit for all the guys,

on some take-over-the-world type shit.

The solo rights belong to Wu-Tang Productions.

We cannot give them to Def Jam.

Wu-Tang Productions has gotta call all the shots

and protect the solo artist.

Yo, you thinking about solo artists.

That's great, but how about you try thinking about the group,

know what I mean?

Okay, and just try to let us into that head of yours

so, you know, we're not in there looking like dumbasses.

- Yeah. Come on, Bobby. - Talk to us. What's going on?

If they wanna send us out, out of the same spout,

we can only go one at a time. Right?

Say Meth's album ain't no hit.

They're not gonna wanna give us money

for any other solo deals.

Next thing we know, Dirty ain't got no release date.

We cannot afford to put all our shit in one spot.

I hear what you saying, my nigga,

but ain't you jumping the gun, you know what I'm saying?

We gotta deal with one thing at a time.

Yo, Sha and his mom just got evicted, and...

Dude, the full crew is broke.

Yo, ain't gotta fucking talk to me

about that shit, all right?

Look, if we wanna win this game,

we gotta play on multiple boards,

doubling down, and knowing when to strike.

That's your brother.

- Thanks for coming by. - Have a seat.

- I'm not staying long, yo. - I gotta get back to the studio.

- Okay, yeah. No. Sure. - I'll get right to it, then.

So look, the parent company to Loud, BMG,

is having their corporate retreat

in Connecticut this week, and I want Wu-Tang to perform.

Why?

RZA, what are you looking for, man?

In terms of a deal. You said you wanted freedom.

I said you'll have complete creative freedom at Loud.

- Not just creative. - Business too.

Meaning?

Look, signing Wu-Tang is one thing,

but I want my brothers to have the freedom to go out

and get their own solo deals, you know, make their own money.

Now, I know that's not industry standard.

Yeah, but Wu-Tang's

not industry standard either, right?

So I'm not gonna give you that same boilerplate shit.

I'll give you what you want,

freedom for your guys, all that.

Word?

But what I can't give you is the kind of money

you'll get from those other guys.

I mean, I want to. I... I just don't have it yet.

Not... not right now.

Yo.

Yo, my guys are... yo, we hurting right now, Steve.

Like, straight up.

I can't afford to... to hold out any longer.

That's why I want you to perform for my bosses.

I just want them to see how special you guys are,

and then I can get you everything.

You know what I'm saying?

No, son. No.

It's not about going back. It's about staying afloat.

Niggas are still in the studio.

That don't mean I'm not gonna take a nigga chain.

God...

- Hey, yo. - You seen Ghost?

He was here a minute ago, but then he said

he had some business he had to take care of.

If the labels found out about that...

I ain't scared about no label.

This shit ain't... Yeah, but they the ones

giving the deal, nigga.

- Come on, know what I mean? - What about these bills?

Yo, what the fuck?

What are you doing, man?

Don't come into the studio.

I told you to page me if you needed me, nigga.

If. Give me the fucking bag.

Everybody, check this out, all right?

This shit needs a...

Needs a hook or something, you know what I'm saying?

Well, "Protect Ya Neck" ain't have no hook.

But this shit's different.

I'm feeling like this shit actually needs that shit.

- Yo, yo. - Yo.

- Right on time, yo. - What's up? What up?

- Peace. - It's good.

- What up, man? - Damn.

Need a chorus, yo.

You be having all them one-liners.

We need some, uh... Some melodic shit for this,

- you know what I'm saying? - No doubt.

Shit right here.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Soo!

- All right. - Cash rules...

Everything around me.

That's my man Raider Ruckus right there,

know what I mean?

- Word. Word. - Word.

C.R.E.A.M. get the money.

Yo. Yo, where the fuck you been at, nigga?

Nowhere, nowhere.

Yo, shit is...

Shit is going good, all right?

Yo, we... we just gotta hold on, you know what I'm saying?

Hell, unless you paying my bills and shit,

that's a lot easier said than done,

know what I mean?

Yeah, what up with the deal, son?

That shit came through yet or... or what?

Man, we got a...

We got another... Another label meeting.

Just one more.

It's kind of like a showcase, and all of us gotta be there.

- Wait, wait, wait. - Says who, huh?

Yo, you agreed to it already?

Hey, yo, we getting paid, son?

We better be getting paid.

If we ain't getting paid, it ain't making sense, guy.

Nigga, what's going on?

- Hey, yo. - Yo, yo, look.

All of y'all know

that each label has their own process, a'ight?

Son, I'm not about to keep going through this, son.

I'm just asking y'all for one night.

- What's up, fellas? - This is gonna be great.

Yo, the whole company's here.

They're excited to see you guys.

Yo, this shit better be worth it.

Christoph.

Hey, this is the, uh, Wu-Tang Clan,

the group I was telling you about.

They're gonna be huge stars.

Guys, this is Christoph Rainer. He's the head of RCA.

I'm very interested in hearing you perform.

I'm a big fan of R&B.

Oh, this ain't no...

We'll let you get back to business.

R&B.

'Cause the guys need to get ready.

Good to see you.

Hey, hey, uh,

you sure these guys know what we got going on here?

'Cause we ain't on no R&B shit, yo.

Yeah, exactly. Exactly.

It's gonna be great.

Come on. It's gonna be great.

I'm gonna need one more cheers for the night, yo.

Put your pinkie out when you drink.

Yo, yo.

We're, uh, the Wu-Tang Clan, and...

Hey, yo.

Coming straight from the Shaolin land

and the Brooklyn Zoo.

Introducing the Wu-Tang Clan.

Soo!

- Yeah. All right, cousin. - Let's go, kid.

Hey, yo, what's up?

German niggas don't like hip-hop?

Man, these cats have no idea what's about to go down.

I always wanted to do that. Word.

- All right. All right. - All right. All right.

Yo, everybody put your hands together.

Meth, yo. Kick that shit, yo.

Hey, yo, uh, I've been meaning to ask, man.

How's everything been, you know, uh, money-wise?

Oh, shit.

You know the messenger job pays good.

I ain't tripping.

I mean, it's just that, you know, you haven't been

asking about any of the label meetings or...

You know, just wanted to...

Bobby, we've been here before.

We know what it's like to starve,

and we know what it's like to eat steak,

know what I mean?

Hey, it's gonna be different this time.

It's gotta be.

Yo, yo. Yo, how was that shit?

- They loved you guys. - Word?

- Like, loved you guys. - Obviously.

- Yo. - Yeah. Next level.

Never seen anything like it before.

I'm gonna iron out the details with Christoph,

but everything's great.

I gotta talk shop with 'Vine and Power,

but there's one thing I need you guys to do.

If you could have fun tonight with the boys, okay?

- Oh, word. - Word.

All right, let me see this. What's this?

Yo, okay. Hey, yo, where you going, son?

I ate something foul. Shit.

- Oh, man. - How you gonna be sick

on a night like this, huh?

On a night like this, y'all.

Kill y'all son of...

Yo, we just ate that nigga, fool.

Where the party at, man?

- Hey, yo, God. - We need more Method.

- Know I'm saying? - I got you.

Ladies, step aside.

Fuck is wrong with you?

Fucking with my sleep.

Waking me up. Stupid.

Fuck.

- Damn, son. - Yo.

Them motherfuckers play too much.

Yo, what the fuck, nigga?

Well, I've been meaning to ask you, yo.

I thought you were stepping away from that street shit.

- I'm just dabbling, yo. - Yo, it ain't shit, all right?

I still gotta get that cream.

Yeah.

Yeah, I feel it.

But yo, the music... it's a priority.

I get what you saying,

but my priority is making sure

there's food on the table.

Yo, that music shit ain't doing nothing for me right now.

Remember, we have that plan, yo.

Yeah. A five-year plan.

Which you agreed to, yo.

Well, I ain't agree to starve, though.

Yo, I gotta eat, son.

Fuck that. We all do.

You need to choose.

Soo!

Police! Get your hands up.

Get your fucking hands up.

Turn around slowly.

Steve, what are these charges?

Can you explain this to me?

What do you want me to say?

I have never seen anything like this before.

It's a...

My artists don't do these things.

I don't know what you're saying.

You're lucky the hotel isn't pressing charges for vandalism.

Okay, I told you they're not just rappers, right?

They're like the Beatles or the Rolling Stones.

Yeah, they're fucking rock stars.

You don't get it, right?

That's how they're supposed to behave.

I signed you to a deal,

and you can do what you want,

but your budget is your budget,

and I'm not giving you another dime,

especially after what I just spent on their mess upstairs.

Hey.

Listen, I didn't mean for you to hear that guy.

- You know, he's just... - Yo, it's... it's all good.

Yeah. He's just an emotional...

I don't wanna interrupt,

but U-God just got arrested last night.

You just missed him.

What's that?

Buy yourself something nice.

Where'd you get that?

Hey, yo, I got you

and Infinite, all right?

Dennis...

You don't never gotta worry.

Come here.

- Yo, come on, yo. - 60 Gs?

Yo, son. I can make 60 Gs in my sleep, nigga.

That don't even cover what I spent so far.

We gave 'em what they wanted. We did our part.

We gave them the little horse-and-pony show.

Now they wanna lowball us? That's fucking bullshit.

Yo, cash rules everything around me,

but that shit don't rule me, yo.

I hear all of that.

I heard all of that shit, nigga.

I'm just saying the difference between what Loud is offering

and the 200 that Elektra's giving?

Come on.

Yeah, well, you know, there's no more offer

from Elektra anymore.

- What you mean? - What happened?

I don't know how they found out

about the hotel room getting trashed,

but they also know about U-God getting arrested too,

so they pulled the offer.

They already had an issue with our image, so, you know...

- they out. - Come on, come on.

Why they tripping off of that?

Elektra is owned by Warner Brothers.

Warner Brothers is a publicly traded company.

All right, so look, boom.

We still got Def Jam on the table, right?

Yeah, but, you know, they can also pull they offer too.

We have to make a decision.

- Hey. - Think carefully, RZA.

You don't wanna play yourself,

or maybe you already have.

- Damn. - 200K down the gutter.

That ain't no short money, player, not at all.

You only saying that 'cause you ain't got no strategy.

No vision.

You're too scared to play the game.

Checkmate.

All right.

Well, you may have beat me, but did you really win?

Fucking sellout, yo.

Oh, shit.

Ah, yo.

I don't really know how to play.

Can you teach me?

Hey.

All right, so when you start a game,

you never wanna show fear, ever.

The way you start determines how you finish.

You wanna step into your bravery,

even if that means being scared.

We gotta think about the future.

We want Wu-Tang to be forever.

You get it?

I think so.

What do I do next?

- Know what I mean? - I was cozy and all that shit.

I was in my slippers and all that.

You was there, know what I mean?

Yo, RZA, what's up, man?

Hey.

We just signed at Loud.

Wait, you just fucking what?

Where y'all going?

Get on the line.