Beef (2025)

[bunniefuu]

Nervous?

I don't know if it's nerves

or habit, but I need a beer.

-Shall we go to the store first?

-I knew you'd flake out.

I don't feel up to it, sis.

You've got to dive in at some point.

You're debuting tonight.

Always on the street

Making everyone move their necks

I make them shut up

When I come for them

You know it, brother,

Overcoming the obstacles

Nervio EDS

Always firm, I never run away

Until I'm in the grave

I listen to them, it doesn't get to me

Let's hear it in three, two, one...

Classic enters,

The daddy of the f*cking orchestra

The one who rhymes for you,

Who brings you protest

The one who shoots

And aims without a crossbow

And there is no doubt

That I'm still the beast

We always rap

Even if rap bothers some

Because anywhere there's rap

We throw a party

And we watch who comes in

Like this one just did

Tell me what you're doing here

Let's see what you got

Go on, sister.

I'm here cause I got the gift

I hit it really hard, f*ck yeah

That's why I'm the best spitting bars

But your bars are trash

So I'll teach you

To do it with attitude

I'll send you to Saint Peter

Today you'll see the light

I'll give you another shot

Seeing as you're new

But I think the lampposts

Rap better than you

And she's choking

I don't know why she's rapping

You give her the opportunity

And she ends up wasting it

I rap at the black girl

And the whites teach her

Tomorrow you'll change your colour

Like Michael Jackson

Hey, that's enough.

I'll end up being late

to work because of you.

I only ask one thing of you,

to look after your sister.

-Sorry.

-You're sorry?

I can't trust you.

I don't mind being home alone,

I'm old enough.

Go to sleep, turn the light off.

-Can I sleep with you?

-No, not tonight.

You should change your skin tone

Just like Michael Jackson

sh*t.

I'm Hurricane Gloria,

The queen of rap

Phenomenon

Hear my song

Dominating like the inherent

The most favourite

and flavourful MC of my people

Boricua

With the blessing of a black girl

Ach mum for your light

Give me more money

Like Celia Cruz

They hear me on every radio

And the top of the fields

Life in the neighbourhood is not easy

Life in the neighbourhood is not free

Life in the neighbourhood is hard

I swear to you

Life in the neighbourhood is not easy

Life in the neighbourhood is not free

Life in the neighbourhood is hard

I swear to you

BEEF

We'll focus on dental anatomy.

It's essential you learn to identify

the characteristics of each tooth

and how they interact with the gum.

-How are you?

-Fine, if we don't mention the battle.

It was your first,

you'll smash it next time.

What next time?

There won't be one.

-You just started.

-You two.

Will you pay attention?

-I was just asking.

-If you don't want to be here, leave.

There's a waiting list full of people

who'd k*ll to be in your place.

"...k*ll to be in your place."

DO YOU HAVE A DIGNIFIED ALTERNATIVE

FOR MY BROTHER?

MAY ALLAH HELP YOU

TO FIND HIM A PLACE TO RESWhy doesn't Dad have flowers?

Our family has

a different way of doing things.

Is that why Mum won't come?

Yeah.

I like flowers.

Girl, check this.

If you like freestyle

and you want to sound pro,

join our crew

and your flow will be legendary.

Why show me this?

Because you always flake.

You lack confidence.

I don't think so, sis.

The day I need a rap teacher,

sh**t me.

How'd you find this Judy anyway?

My brother follows her,

he showed me.

She was the next big thing in freestyle,

but she suddenly disappeared.

Will you see her?

Don't think so,

you can't teach some things.

He loved that jacket.

He always wore it when he had a show.

He said it gave him good luck.

I don't know if it did,

but it sure looked good on him.

It sure did.

He looks so happy.

Yeah.

Why did he quit?

Life.

Two Africans

fresh of the boat in Europe.

Then you came along.

Big trouble, huh?

Hi.

Is Judy here?

That's why they only come

And then they don't want to anymore

Okay, no, I can't even say the phrase

The style it has

But within the bars

This is simple with class

They don't know how to do it

Although this seems to be...

Stop.

Today's not your day.

Just go home.

-See you Monday.

-Yeah.

What do you want?

I'm here about the freestyle.

You saw, it's pretty much dead.

What have you got?

Huh?

Spit something.

-Like, now?

-Yeah, now.

I know how to rap, it's just...

I just get shy.

"I know how to rap."

I don't trust smart alecs.

Classes are in the mornings.

I can't do mornings. I'm studying.

- Studying what?

- Dental hygiene.

Now you'll study freestyle.

See that playlist?

I want a rhyme with each word.

Record them on the computer.

It's easy, just press a button.

FREESTYLE TRAINING

DAY 01

READY?

3, 2, 1

ASTUTE

You act smart and astute

And if you want, I'll educate you

How I do it, I don't like drama

I like to live it well like Nirvana

I don't know what you mean

With those "tetes"

But you eat too much sugar

You'll get diabetes

FRENETIC

You know my rhyme is frenetic

I do it well 'cause I train

Not by genetics

As you can see,

this is not a healthy tooth.

LEVEL 02

I wanna let out a g*dd*mn scream

Don't care if it sounds good,

Your sound makes no sense

You know I roar like a lion,

I'm shining, b*tch, like neon

BREAK

I swear, cross the line

And I'll break you

I sound pure and also sensible

She hasn't taught me anything,

just words, words, and more words.

FULL BEAM

You know I go

With light on full beam

I'll run you over on the road

Like a moose

I always got everything

Being a rogue

Today saves more than before

I have my mother's eyes before me

The good and the arrogant one

Judy.

Judy.

When will we do something else?

When you finish the rhymes.

Choco, choco, la, la

Choco, choco, te, te

They get on well.

Nana is so cute,

I always tell Lati.

My siblings love her.

By the way, how's Lati?

LEVEL 10

I'm always where I need to be

I'm the best of the fruit,

Call me nectar

Fine, like always.

Why do you ask?

She wasn't in class,

she said she was sick.

Don't care about this cursed destiny

But I want to change this damn path now

FATE

WINNING

You know I have a winning flow

Because I've worked hard for it

This comes with sweat

I'm rhyming

And I'm just starting

I swear to you

I'm getting out of control

Before I only ruled my area

Now I'm the motherfuckin'

Queen of Barcelona

I'm done.

What the hell are you doing?

Freeing up space, can't you see?

-I've been recording all this time...

-Real.

What's with you?

-Real.

-Huh?

Rhyme, damn it. Real.

Carnal. Fatal. Foetal. Formal. Total.

Lethal. Special. Spatial. Sidereal.

-Authentic.

-Grotesque. Ethical. Aesthetic.

Eccentric. Cosmetic. Chemical.

Critical. Pandemic.

Paranoid. Romantic.

-Pure.

-Juice. Assure. Murmur. Bearded.

Mature. Cyanide. Future.

Impure. Swear. Dark. Secure.

Roar. Broke.

-Stop.

Rhymes are no longer a problem.

Spit something. Ultra.

My rap is a machine g*n,

I sh**t without mercy

Suburban black girl

And I run this city

b*tch, got a GL*CK

and three ounces in my bag

You and your bros

In the back of my car

You've got rhymes,

but you're lacking content.

We start tomorrow, but somewhere else.

Aminata.

You're going to the Islamic cemetery

tomorrow, right?

I hope it's the right place for Sekou.

Let me know how it goes.

May Allah be with you.

Mum.

I'm heading out.

-Where are you going in a hurry?

-Class.

Sis, you need to check your inspiration.

Huh?

We don't live in the Bronx,

you don't push drugs or have a g*ng.

I doubt you'd know

a GL*CK from an AK-47.

You can love your hood or hate it,

just never invent it.

-So what do I rap about?

-What's around you.

Coming down to hell will help.

Where are we going?

We're here.

Remember that thing about hell?

Welcome.

Spit some bars about what you see.

-Here?

-Where else?

Focus on the details no one sees.

That woman looks tired.

Shout-out to the brave working woman

She's like superheroes,

Nothing scares her

The woman with the dog.

But what a marvel

I'm seeing, madam

With one ticket, two travel now

Look at that girl on her phone.

Your blonde hair blinds me

Sister, is that flash?

I guess that happens

After so much Candy Crush

I hope not to disturb

The people travelling

I come to remind you

That smiling is cheap

That's why

I propose a deal

Give me a second

And nod your heads this afternoon

Spoiler alert

The world's on fire

The newspaper summary, mate

Glad to capture

Your attention, friend

Lati 1 - Algorithm 0

We travel underground,

But we're very much alive

I don't see zombies here,

Only sisters and friends

Since we share a line

I'll say bingo to you

From underground to heaven

That's my destiny

I'm touched, brother

That you open your wallet

But I do it for love

I don't do it for...

Rapping?

Have you gone crazy?

Making a fool of yourself back there,

shouting, begging for money.

I wasn't, I just like music.

What's wrong with that?

-You know perfectly well.

-I don't.

-You do.

-I don't.

Alcohol, haram .

Drugs, haram .

Violence, haram .

-Everything's haram to you.

-Yes, it is.

What if someone

from the community sees?

-I don't care.

-You have no respect.

Dad would understand.

Don't you dare, Lati.

No one knows better than me

what Dad would think.

We did all we could to give you

an education and a future.

I won't let you throw all that away.

All I want from you now is "I'm sorry".

Lati.

Latifa.

I'm sorry.

If only we could provide a solution

all families in this situation

so their departed can rest

following the precepts of their faith.

That's why we're so happy

to have resolved the irregular situation

Sekou's body was in.

On the second level

of this first grave on the left

is where we'll transfer Sekou.

Second level?

The limited space means

we have to have several levels.

One under another.

You're saying he won't be alone?

He'll share

with two brothers of his faith.

Don't worry,

he'll be buried according to Quran

in space guarunteed to be separate.

It's disgraceful.

It's a mass grave.

Please understand this is the most

optimal solution with these resources.

Throwing him in a mass grave

with other poor souls

doesn't sound optimal to me.

Mum,

it's not that bad.

I won't let him be buried here,

it's undignified.

Mum!

Wait!

Mum!

Don't exaggerate,

at least it's a solution.

Yeah, right! So that's that?

We just forget tradition

and your parents' last testament.

You're so stubborn.

It's not that.

What will they say in Mali?

Can we have some time to think?

Okay.

I can give you a few days, but I need

an answer as soon as possible.

Don't worry, you'll get an answer.

How's it going?

Not great, to be honest.

Dental hygienist, tough life.

I told you not to bother coming.

It's like a fling.

Breaking up on WhatsApp doesn't work.

I'm busy with classes in the mornings

and I'm starting afternoons at a clinic.

Uh-huh.

Just when a battle

at Sants is coming up.

The perfect battle for you.

-Sants?

This is serious, Lati.

I saw it on the metro.

I can't explain it, but you have it.

I'm sorry.

Relax, I'm not here to convince you.

All rappers have one.

You've shown you can rhyme.

Now you should sort out your ideas.

Lati, come here a moment.

Who left the tray like this?

No idea.

Get your act together.

It's not easy to fail an internship,

but you will if you carry on this way.

Got it?

Got it.

Put yourself in my shoes.

This is really painful for me.

I understand you perfectly.

But the solution I'm offering

is the best for everyone.

My brother will be

in a dignified place, with his own kind.

And you can always come and visit.

It's not about grieving again,

it's putting an end to it.

I understand, Abdoul,

I appreciate you generous offering.

Thank you...

for everything you do for us.

I'll think about it.

Speak soon.

Bye.

Thanks.

Thanks.

What is it, Mum?

Nothing.

Nothing?

What did he want? He's so annoying.

Don't say that about your uncle.

He's a good man

who just wants to help.

Help how?

He wants to take Dad to Mali.

-Mali?

-Yeah.

Mali.

Who are they to decide anyway?

-They're his family.

And they're right.

-Aren't we his family?

It's shameful he's been buried wrongly

in that place for two years.

Okay.

You want them to take him.

CAN I STILL BATTLE?

There'll be blood at this thing.

A lot of blood.

They want to see you fall.

Down and out.

Crushed.

Humiliated.

The only way to survive

is spitting bars.

In freestyle,

we don't hide reality,

we expose it.

So before you look around,

talking about what you don't know,

you've got to look inside of you.

Deep inside.

Tell me.

What do you see?

And don't give me bullshit.

You act tough,

but you're soft inside.

That's why you choked the other day

while they let loose on you.

I bet you even liked it, huh?

Judy, you're out of line.

You didn't answer me.

Do you really want to get into battles?

What do you have for me?

Or will you just choke again?

Rap it to me.

I'm sick of this.

I'm sick of this

Where's my slice of the cake?

When I rhyme

All your phrases are discarded

Racists want to be rappers?

Better move aside

They don't know that without us

They miss rap

f*ck your new clothes,

They're designer

I'm black like the future

Of these cavemen

You see I sound tough

My style tightens and covers

And if I get serious

I'll set the town alight

I'll cross the pond

I'll achieve whatever they say

Rappers criticise me,

I only hear "unga, unga"

It hurts you to see a girl

Dropping rhymes like bombs

If you want, I'll show you how to do it

So you can compose

Proud of where I come from

And where I'm going

Dangerous, like Sid Phillips

I break all my toys

I put them through military service

And this flow breaks them

My lyrics are dark,

Call me Latiniebla

Lati, we'll meet you on the bridge.

-Hey, little missy.

-What gives, as*h*le?

What are you doing here?

Don't say you're here to spit,

you're out of shape.

You're just as dumb as I remember.

I'm not here to spit.

Why are you here, then?

-To debut one of my girls.

-A rising star?

You'll see.

You'll see her.

What about you?

But I'm working on

something smaller right now.

No big deal, you know?

It's a dope venue,

where the scene was born in Mexico.

I came to Barcelona to scout.

What?

Not happy to see me?

I'm not the bad guy.

I believed in you.

You only believe in yourself and money.

Hey, Nacho.

-What's up?

-Hey, man.

Behave yourselves, huh?

Look, tell your girl

to bring her game,

important people are watching.

Ultra.

What an as*h*le.

The assholes are winning.

-I told you three weeks ago.

-Just do your hours.

You gave permission.

Half the staff are off today.

I can't let you leave now.

That's not my problem.

What is your problem is

whether or not I pass you.

-Is that a threat?

-Not at all.

Just a warning. If you leave now,

wave goodbye to your internship.

Get ready to scream

because the battles are about to begin!

Lati, where are you?

The battle's starting.

sh*t, she's not picking up.

First round, eight bars each.

Three turns.

Make some noise!

You just made it. Let's go.

One, two, three. I start. This won't be

the only thing you'll lose.

Zoyert goes first!

What's up?

Check, check, check

It's my turn against a girl

This chick never rapped

In her whole damn life

Wouldn't f*ck her

If they paid me a million

Calling her beautiful

Is synonymous with irony

I curse your dead

You're a monstrosity

Your parents didn't take you

Out the toaster in time

Your face is a painting

Of modern art

Drawn by a child

Dressed as Wolverine

I'm not a little black girl

And Latiniebla is my AKA

How strange, black

Is the target that stands out

You're a vampire hunter

And your nose is a stake

Because of people like you

The scene smells like a sewer

Lati, Lati, the envy

Of the hotties and you know it

You're just the envy

Of the toucans

I was scared, they said

You knew how to rap

But seeing this

You winning is not in my plans

Hottie if you want

But no one tolerates you

Shut your mouth

And open your street stall

Black immigrant girl

Flagged by the police

But you're just the lost daughter

Of Lory Money

Do you want more

After this humiliation?

The prize is no banana,

Donkey Kong

But don't worry

If you win, it's better for you

Take the money and invest it

In liposuction, fatty

-You got this.

-In three, two, one...

-You look white as a ghost. You okay?

-Shut it.

In three, two, one...

This rapper's a hypocrite

As a person,

As a rapper, as an MC

Because I'm black,

He laughs at me

But then practises

Over Dr. Dre's beats

And he's black too,

Isn't he?

I'm not Donkey Kong

I'm Queen Kong, I'm RAP

I'm hip-hop, Oh my God

They applaud me like Camarn

Check 3, 2, 1

Lights, camera, action

But why applaud her

She's worse than the worst

If she beats me it'd be a fix

If she pulls down her pants

She has a massive c*ck

With four times my testosterone

f*ck your sh*t,

I'll mess you up

When you came down here

They thought you were a man

You can say what you want

They'll ignore you

After this beating

They already know the park is mine

Harping on about if I have a c*ck

If you're hetero-curious

Accept your orientation

You're pissed there's no surprise

In my pants

Yet I still manage

To f*ck you so hard

Whatever, some men

Will always be children

They just say dumb sh*t

To fill their void

They're incapable

Of controlling their vices

And end up being junkies

Of their own judgement

k*lled it! k*lled it!

k*lled it, k*lled it, k*lled it!

-k*lled it, k*lled it, k*lled it!

-Okay.

On my right, Latiniebla.

On my right, Zoyert.

In three, two, one...

Zoyert wins!

That sh*t was recycled!

This is bullshit!

Go f*ck yourself,

Lati clearly won.

You want to f*ck?

Suck my d*ck first.

No one's ever fought for me before.

They deserved it.

Sorry, nearly done.

Some day, huh?

You didn't get beat up.

You didn't get called ugly and black.

Not everyone on the scene hates you.

You didn't fail your internship.

They don't want you dead.

-Your mum's not keeping tabs on you.

-Your dad's not ignoring you.

No.

"A knot in the stomach

Tricky to describe

I never ever thought

My dad could ever die

I get up every day

Places I've got to be

There used to be four of us

But now there's only three

You left too soon

It wasn't your time

I want you on my pillow

With your face next to mine

Ever since you left

All the words I write

Are the knot in my stomach

They're tricky to describe

I never ever thought

That my dad could ever die."

You're the b*mb, sis.

Cheese!

I thought you were busy

with the internship,

but it looks like

you're battling instead.

Are you okay?

Where did you get that idea?

Some men

Will always be children

They just say dumb sh*t

To fill their void

They're incapable...

-7,000 views.

...being junkies

Of their own judgement

This is the first I've heard...

I'm RAP,

I'm hip-hop

She's tough.

You're pissed there's no surprise

In my pants

Yet I still manage

To f*ck you so hard

That's the stuff.

That's the stuff right there!

I'd say Lati's taking it a step further.

They applaud me like Camarn

3, 2, 1

Lights, camera, action

Yeah!

Nana, I'm going viral!

Damn!

What's up, Lati?

We're with you.

Go, Lati.

Hey, Lory Money.

Forget about them,

you'll knock them dead.

Where are you going?

-Where do you think?

-After what happened last time,

the organisers don't want you here.

What the f*ck?

Get f*cking lost. Both of you.

f*ck that sh*t, let us in.

Or what?

You gonna hit me?

Come on, let's go.

-as*h*le.

-Come on.

Kicked off the scene.

After just one battle

is pretty good, huh?

Hey, family.

Go to your room, sweetie.

What's going on?

Where were you?

I went the clinic

and they said you were fired.

What were you doing there?

I spoke to Abdoul.

We've decided Dad will go back to Mali.

-But Mum...

-But Mum, nothing.

You missed your chance for buts,

now you just listen.

We've lost our way

ever since Dad died.

It's my fault for letting you do

whatever, but that's over.

I feel ashamed.

-You're ashamed of me?

-Not of you,

of this.

...No surprise in my pants

Yet I still manage

To f*ck you so hard

Whatever, some men

Will always...

What made you think

to show this to a little girl?

I made it clear this rap thing was over.

Mum, listen to me.

I won't.

Either learn to behave like an adult,

-Or what?

-You go live somewhere else.

Moving in circles,

Is never going to be moving

If curiosity doesn't pique you,

The soul gets bored and dies

So I breathe, roll,

Press, and smoke that green

If no one saves me, I'll go alone,

No matter who cares

Oh my God, my mind,

My gift and my punishment

And for rising against it,

The river caught me

And I told you,

Of course I told you

But you didn't want to come in,

Because it wasn't love, it was a whim

Every day, every night,

You were by my side

Getting drunk, f*cking high,

Tryin' to clear it up

Every day, every night,

You were by my side

Getting drunk, f*cking high,

Tryin' to clear it up

Give me warm harira,

I want to cry it all out

At home so I don't see,

Sorry to have been your pain

Don't get it, f*ck you,

I won't explain it

Smoking hash,

I want to lose my senses

Don't sweat the other day,

they're not the only assholes

that organise battles.

It's not that,

it's about my dad.

-You said he was...

-Dead, yeah.

My mum said he's not buried properly.

Now my family are taking him to Mali.

You're his family,

don't you have a say?

The only thing I can do is leave home.

Relax, you can stay as long as you need.

Thanks, sis.

-How's it going?

-Fine.

-You didn't even get up for breakfast.

-I'm not hungry.

You can't be like this all day.

What should I do?

No internship, no battles.

Would you rather wallow

in your own sh*t?

Come on, let's train.

That'll liven you up.

Return.

Opportunity.

-Judy, my darling.

-What are you doing here?

-You wouldn't pick up.

I thought I'd drop by.

Latiniebla in the flesh.

You can call me Lati.

That's your name, Lati?

That's dope.

Nacho Valds, a big admirer.

I didn't know

you lived together in this...

What's the word?

Commune?

-I'm just here temporarily.

Great, it was you I wanted to speak to.

I have a proposal for you.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

What's the deal?

Don't you offer your friends coffee?

To my friends I do, yeah.

I'll get straight to it then.

I'm going back to Mexico in four days.

As my friend Judy knows,

I'm organising an event.

A sick, badass event.

I'd like Lati to be there.

You're right, she has the talent

and the skills to get far.

Come with me

and we'll travel to the stars.

Just say the word

and it's blast-off.

Do you think we're fools?

I can see you vultures a mile off,

this is cause she's gone viral.

-Judy!

Yeah. So what?

I listen to the crowds.

They're the market, Judy.

Business.

We won't be your f*cking product.

Get the f*ck out of my house. Now.

-You gonna let her decide for you?

-Get lost!

- Go easy.

- Out!

I'll save a spot for my Latiniebla.

What the f*ck?

Have you lost it?

He's the meanest rep in Latin America.

Trust me.

I get you guys had beef,

but the offer was for me.

You're desperate to make it,

you're not listening.

You need to be mature here.

I don't give a sh*t.

Sensible, solidity, liquidity.

Nothing I want rhymes with "mature".

What about "hospital"?

Cause you wouldn't last a single round.

f*ck you, your principles

and your purism.

Why don't you go home?

If you miss the ceremony

because of your pride,

you'll regret it.

I don't know if I can.

Lati.

Your mum and Nana need you.

You need each other.

Even if it's tough to admit.

How are you?

f*ck.

Your mum said

you were living somewhere else.

So I have to explain

what I'm doing in my own home?

I came over for a few days

to help your mum.

Lati.

Are you okay?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

Just catching up

with my favourite uncle.

I was going to tell you.

No need.

I came to stay for good,

if that's okay with you.

Go to bed,

you look tired.

We'll talk tomorrow.

Please don't wake Nana.

She won't go back to sleep

if she sees you're back.

Just like her dad.

Just like him.

Good night.

Good night.

Know why the assholes are winning?

Because us fools let them.

If Lati goes,

they'll tear her apart.

No.

Lati's story doesn't have to be

the same as yours.

Cause Lati has something you didn't.

Yeah?

What does she have that I don't?

She has you.

You're more than just beats, huh?

-What are you doing here?

-I came to apologise.

-I have nothing to say.

-What's this?

I just want to talk.

I don't know who you are,

but get lost.

Lati, please, listen to me!

I'm sorry, you were right.

I want you to know

I'll be with you in every battle,

Whether that's in Mexico

or hell itself.

A delicious meal.

It was Sekou's favourite.

A beautiful way

to celebrate his memory.

"Celebrate"?

Yes, celebrate.

Being here with you tonight

and accompanying my brother tomorrow

to the place where we were born.

That's why, despite the pain,

this should be a celebration.

All that's missing

is a griot.

What's a griot?

A travelling musician, Nana.

In Mali, we invite them to help

connect the living with the dead.

As none of us here is a griot,

we'll ask our ancestors

to help him find his place.

Your dad spent weeks learning this song.

He used to play it so well.

What's it about?

Us.

That we'll never forget Dad.

Now how will we talk to Dad?

It's tough to believe,

but Dad never went away.

He didn't go two years ago,

or even yesterday.

Even if there's

no place we can visit,

I know a trick:

Whenever you want to talk to him,

close your eyes,

shut them tight.

Take a moment and sigh

and Dad is here by our side.

Come and sit.

-What was that about Mexico?

-Nothing.

Don't play dumb with me,

what was she saying about Mexico?

That video you hated...

People love it.

So much that it got me in a huge battle.

But don't worry, I won't go.

Right...

Are you sure about that?

Look.

I've been thinking.

Now we've helped Dad find his place,

maybe it's time

we helped you find yours.

And I have something

that might help you decide.

-You kept it?

-Of course I kept it.

I haven't been able to throw out

any of your dad's stuff.

I don't know if it'll bring you luck,

but it looks good on you.

What's with the visit?

Does your momma know

you came here?

Sure, I deserved that.

Listen,

what you said the other day was cool.

A girl's got to know how to be soft too.

Is Mexico still on?

Sure it's still on.

Until you two get there

and destroy the place.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we welcome you aboard

this flight to Mexico City.

Mexico City!

Please make sure

your seat belt is securely fastened,

and all electronic devices

set to flight mode.

Enjoy your flight.

Check it out.

Look.

f*ck the pre-party.

No, we need to be seen.

I'm ready.

Ready and fierce.

Okay, let's go.

Just one beer,

I want you fresh for the battle.

One more?

The last one, I promise.

Okay, I'm going to the bathroom.

We serve things fresh here.

I guess your content is reheated.

Don't sweat it,

it's just a travel diary.

It's a cardinal sin,

that's what it is.

It's frowned upon.

Just like pigs and snitches.

Making a mark around the globe,

just like her name,

my very own Latniebla.

You know me, near or far,

wherever I go, I never miss a bar.

See? This b*tch has it all written down.

You've met Weedo?

Relax, he may look like a dog,

but he doesn't bite.

It's this guy you should worry about.

Lone Wolf.

You must be the rookie

they told me about.

Mr. Wolf.

Don't believe half

of what this dude says.

He's legit,

but sometimes he talks bullshit.

Hey, take it easy,

don't go scaring her.

Listen, Lati, you know why

I invited you to Mictln tonight?

You know why this event

is such a big deal?

It's huge because I'm gonna dig out

freestyle from the underworld.

It's a tough business.

Only the best will do.

They all say I'm crazy for putting

someone up with no experience.

I've asked nothing of you.

I'm just saying with all the distrust,

I was starting to doubt you.

But you made it here

despite everything holding you back,

so I know I wasn't wrong.

Nothing's holding me back.

- What about Judy?

- She's my sherpa.

She'll guide you to the top

with her fear of heights?

I don't know about her,

but I sure don't have vertigo.

That's the attitude.

Damn right!

Look,

make it to the third round running,

and I'll make you queen

of Latin America.

Judy! The brightest sh**ting star

on the scene.

Nacho.

What were you two talking about?

I hope what Weedo said isn't true,

that you had all your lines written out.

You'd know all about lines.

Judy, always got

something to say, huh?

We agree on that at least.

We best head off

and warm up before the battle.

I haven't finished my drink.

Whatever, do as you please.

Come on.

Quit frowning and eat your quesadilla.

Trust me, you won't eat

food this good in a long time.

I won't be somewhere like that

in a long time either.

It was just a party to lure suckers in.

It worked on me.

Don't get sucked in so easy.

At least it was cooler than this.

Sis, you're not missing anything.

It's just egos, drugs and ambition.

It's paradise for anyone

who wants to get destroyed

while being promised they'll be

the next Latin American queen.

The stage is about to blow!

There will be blood at the Mictln!

Who wants blood?

Blood! Blood! Blood!

Make some noise!

-Blood!

-Blood! Blood! Blood!

Here comes Latiniebla.

She'll be facing

our champ from the last battle.

The one, the only,

Lone Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf!

It's time.

Let's get the battle started.

Are you ready?

Put your hands up!

Three, two, one...

Today the land of corn

Receives you with b*ll*ts

Girl this ain't Europe

Here we live street

You left Spain

And you find the king here

You look like a Crip, Lati

Dying for a Latin King

You can't hip, can't hop

You're not an MC

I can switch this b*tch off

With a click from my GL*CK

She's a t*rror1st fulfilling her mission

You knew you were going to die

When you got on the plane

Is that sh*t rap?

It sounds like bourgeois pop

Don't even know what you look like

It's a confusion

That you're living twice

You don't know

The f*cking genre you belong to

Your name means sh*t to us

I'm gonna make you bleed

Like your period

You're a disappointment

Everyone knows that

The black sheep got

Into the wolf's mouth

Listen to the sound of my pack

My Mexican race

Asks for blood from the stands

Today the Spanish

Won't take away anything

Because this is the return

Of the feathered serpent

Here we put soul

Into every rhyme we leave

You smell of fresh blood

Welcome to Mexico, b*tch

Here you leave your heart

This is an Aztec sacrifice

Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!

Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!

It's Latiniebla's turn.

Lati!

It's your turn.

In three, two, one...

You're the king here?

f*ck that, you're just the wolf

Say you live on the street?

They all say that

It's the land of corn

I come to turn it into dust

You'll kiss the ground

I'm taking your throne

It's not a Crip

Dying for a Latin King

It's a piece of sh*t

Dyin' for Lati Queen

Afraid on the plane?

I came on a VIP pass

On top of that, I'll go back

Being the queen here

You badmouth me

Does it hurt that I'm here today?

Does my smooth talk

That I give you annoy you?

My path is clear

I know very well where I'm going

I've already learned to accept

What I really am

Do I look like a man?

Is that what you think, dummy?

I don't judge what I am

What you are, what we are

I don't know what genre I belong to

Says the wolf

If we're talking about hip-hop

I belong to us all

Wolf, Wolf

Don't feel so great

Wolf, Wolf,

You're just insignificant

You talk about a GL*CK

And you feel important

With one slap

I'll make room for you to get a tattoo

I'm not top

But I don't give a sh*t

Coming to Mexico

Do you think that scares me?

I live in Spain, but Mali is my land

So who really bore me

Tiniebla broke Estepario

Make some noise!

Wolf,

are you gonna allow that?

No one gets out alive!

No one gets out alive!

Next round!

Blood! Blood! Blood!

Round two, here we go.

Hands in the air!

Hands in the air!

Three, two, one...

What happened, b*tch?

Your daddy no longer exists?

You're screaming at the sky

"Father, why did you leave?"

You should be happy and not sad

Because dead he won't see

The sh*t you became

My father would be proud of me

For my courage, for my effort

Because I am here

Besides

I always carry him with me

You mention the dead

But fight with the living

Shut the hell up

You f*cking dark b*tch

What's the point in living

If you're in a w*r?

I'm gonna beat you

Till you're six feet under

Because with beatings

Is how I educate my b*tches

f*cking dark b*tch

But with clear ideas

Of course I'm a b*tch

The owner of your pack

That a man talks about his d*ck

Is nothing new

Because it hurts that a woman

Puts in twice the guts

Which pack?

This one that's watching you die?

If the b*tch with you

Wants to leave you here

She knows you're not a good MC

She's just living her frustrated dream

Through you

My dreams are theirs

It's true pride

And you for your boss

Are a lapdog

If your owner doesn't let you

Choose a leash or collar

A hormonal chihuahua

Will never be a Cerberus

Fighting for others' dreams

Seems pathetic

You do that because no one loves you

Your f*cking mother was right

You'll never live off rap

Find a stable job

My mother?

Thanks to her I'm here

A fighter, a worker

She sacrificed for me

Don't ever say again

That she's an unhappy b*tch

My mother is holier

Than death in your country

Time!

f*ck!

To hell with the scene

My name is Latiniebla

AKA Big Mama

You make rap a circus

f*ck it, I'm out

I'll leave you with the clown

Latiniebla is disqualified.

Lone Wolf advances to the next round.

Lati.

I'm sorry, sis.

I f*cked up.

No, you didn't.

That was unreal.

Latiniebla! Latiniebla! Latiniebla!

Latiniebla!

Latiniebla!

Latiniebla! Latiniebla!

Latiniebla! Latiniebla!