[Doc]Previously on All the Queens Men.
If I testify against Madam, I get full immunity?
Yup.
We just need to get a search warrant for Madam's basement.
I'll go ahead and get a warrant immediately.
Oh sh*t, they're here.
Don't you move...
[grunting] Ah! sh*t!
Thought you got that solo tonight?
I did.
So I guess you ain't gonna dance in the solo.
What are we gonna do about Lola?
As soon as she gets off the stand, her a*s is done.
[hip hop music]
[knocking on door]
Finally.
And they better not forgot my hot sauce.
Okay, I'm coming, I'm coming.
Oh, my bad.
-Hello? -Thought you was the guard.
Got some fresh towels. How are you?
What a wonderful day we're having.
[Trouble] Thank you. Yes.
[Trouble chuckles]
Told you not to open the door.
-He's bringing in the towels. -Fresh towels.
Go wash your hands, nasty m*therf*cker.
Stay inside. I won't warn you again.
Okay, fine. Damn.
Excuse me, sir.
You guys have a wonderful day.
-Thank you, sir. -You're quite welcome.
Fresh towels.
[theme music]
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ They know not to play with me They know I get it started ♪
♪ Ask me will I take it easy Told them that it's harder ♪
♪ Ask me will I quit Oh no, sir, I beg your pardon ♪
♪They're saying that it's light ♪
♪But I turn this b*tch to darkness ♪
♪ (The sun) It go up, we don't play around ♪
♪I won't play 'bout my dinero(dinero) ♪
♪Got some gangstas in the cut now (cut now) ♪
♪ And they doing what I say so ♪
No one deserves this, especially Cole.
I mean, he has a wife and a kid.
What happened to him?
Look for yourself, but let me warn you.
Whatever you think it is, it's probably worse.
-Oh, my God. -I told you.
How did...
How does this even... person even...
Not a person.
She's not a person. She's a monster.
You know, she is in a league of her own,
and she was clearly sending us a message.
Are you sure that that's Madam?
We've got eyes on her.
Who else would it be?
You know as well as I do that if she wants something,
then she'll have somebody else do it for her.
I know you had something to--
Oh, sh*t. Y'all already know what to do.
You stand up when you talk to the queen.
What were you gonna say?
I know that you had something to do with Cole's death.
Who the f*ck is Cole?
Casanova.
And I know that you did this to him.
Damn.
I didn't know such a thing, but...
whoever did is very f*cking clever.
He just has a dead rat stuck in his mouth for no reason, huh?
I have no clue what he likes to do in his spare time.
Or what y'all f*ck do or put rodents when you're bored.
[indistinct murmuring]
[music]
[groaning]
The cartilage in your knee is deteriorating.
[Babyface] Okay, well, can you un-deteriorate it?
I don't care what it takes.
Well, what it takes is rest and patience.
I don't have time for either, okay?
Can you give me a pill or something?
There is a cortisone shot I can administer, but...
You risk doing irreparable damage
to your tibiofemural joint
if you continue dancing on the debilitated knee.
I don't... What?
Listen, I don't know half the sh*t you just said, okay?
Can you just give me the shot?
Okay.
Look, I'll give you the shot.
Just know that while it might take away the pain,
it will not take away the problem.
This isn't a long-term solution.
[gasps] Ah.
f*ck.
There you go.
My knee would be good as new?
[Dr. Hall scoffs]
At least it won't hurt as bad.
Hey. Hey there, handsome.
It's me, Nyema.
I know that.
A face like yours is hard to forget.
I'm surprised you're still talking to me
after how I acted at Eden the other night.
That's really not like me.
Look, it's all good. You know what I mean?
That stuff happens in clubs.
Everybody have a little wild night from time to time.
You know what I mean? You had a good time, though?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Right. But like I said, that's so not like me.
And I actually was hoping I'd run into you again.
I wanted to ask you something about that night.
Oh, yeah? What's up?
Have you guys had any incidents
with your bartenders at the club?
Incidents? What kind of incidents?
I think the bartender might have slipped something
in my drink.
Not that I know of.
I ain't never heard no sh*t like that go down at Eden.
But I'll look into it and let you know what I find out.
-You will? -Yeah, for sure.
Anything for your little sexy self!
[Nyema chuckles nervously]
Thanks, Doc.
For sure. For sure.
How do I get a hold of you to find out what you find out?
Put your number on my phone.
[chuckles] OK.
I'll be waiting for your call.
All right.
She has a t*rture room in her club's basement.
And how do you know this?
I experienced it firsthand while working undercover.
Can you be more specific?
She tied me up. She hung me upside down.
It was dark and cold.
I was scared.
She didn't care.
She just kept torturing me.
[Rodds] I'm so sorry that that happened to you.
And I appreciate your courage in the face of danger.
Thank you.
Did you find anything else while you were investigating the club?
Yes.
There were copious amounts of blood on her basement walls.
And how did you come to find this?
Well, during the course of my investigation,
I sprayed Luminol on the areas of question.
Luminol is a chemical agent you spray on surfaces
when trying to find traces of blood evidence.
It glows under fluorescent lights.
And Madam's basement lit up like a Christmas tree.
Destroy this b*tch.
[music]
What you doing?
What does it look like I'm doing?
I'm sitting on the couch.
Yeah. I thought we were, um...
that we going to hit the gym.
I don't really feel like it.
All right.
You OK?
I'm just feeling kind of blah.
Good. Good.
You don't think you want to do a little cardio?
You know what I mean? It always kind of help me out.
Is that what you want?
Some little gym rat
who's going to run on the treadmill with you,
and lift weights, and count macros.
Well, I'm not her. Sorry!!!
Yo, hey, Dime. Who is her?
Oh, don't act like you don't know.
No, Dime. What are you talking about?
There is no her.
I only want you.
OK?
You mean it?
Baby. Yeah. Yo, hey.
I love you. Right?
I only want you.
OK. Fine.
OK.
I'll put on some workout clothes,
and I'll go to the gym with you.
All right. Bet.
Hey, hey, but you...
you ain't got to do nothing you don't want to do, okay?
No. I want to go.
I need to see who this b*tch is.
Wha...
Uh, all right...
Mrs. Wilmont.
You claim Ms. Deville tied you up
and hung you upside down.
Is that your definition of t*rture?
Well, yes. Yes, it is.
Ah, that's interesting.
Did she cut you?
Beat you?
No.
She made me answer questions.
She made you answer questions?
Well, I'm making you answer questions.
Am I torturing you?
[Rodds] Objection, Your Honor. Badgering the witness.
That's not the same thing. You're not threatening my life.
[Judge Walters] Sustained.
Tread lightly, Mr. Lovett.
Yes, Your Honor.
Mrs. Wilmont, you claim that you sprayed Luminol
in Miss Deville's basement and found blood evidence.
But isn't it true that when Atlanta PD
investigated your claim, they found nothing?
Well?
They did not.
No further questions, Your Honor.
[Lola] You know, she's not who she's pretending to be.
She's a bad person.
[Judge Walters] That's all, Ms. Wilmont. You may step down.
No, you don't understand. She's evil.
I did find blood on the walls of her basement.
I don't know how she got rid of it,
but I did find it. I did.
Ms. Wilmont, one more outburst and I will hold you in contempt.
Now, we're gonna take a short recess.
And when we come back,
I don't want any more disturbances in my courtroom.
[Madam] Where the f*ck is she going?
She didn't say.
Go follow her.
What about you, Madam?
n*gga, I'm in the courtroom.
What the f*ck is gonna happen to me?
Go follow her.
[music]
Hey, yo, I had an o'clock. What's up?
Your son said you wasn't gonna make it.
My what?
What's good, pops?
Thought : was too early for you.
Don't people your age like to sleep in? [chuckles]
Hey, how you gonna let somebody come up in here
and take my sh*t?
Hey, hey, hey.
You might want to calm down, 'Face.
Remember, your blood pressure.
[Harry] Hey, man, sorry.
I'm not trying to get in the middle of y'all family sh*t.
This n*gga's not my family.
True.
You're just a sperm donor.
-Hey, say that sh*t again-- -Hey, hey, hey.
Not in my shop.
I'm gonna deal with you later.
[Quincy chuckles]
Get out with your f*cked-up hairline.
Oh, Madam.
Hey. You okay?
You look stressed.
Look relaxed, okay?
You don't have to worry about me.
I understand why you said what you said in court today.
I don't know what to say.
Well, you said enough.
Listen, Madam, I just want--
Calm down.
It's fine. Do not explain yourself.
I get it.
People do what they feel like is the right thing, right?
That's what you did? That's what most people do.
We do what we feel is right in the moment.
Yeah, you're right.
Hey, Madam, can we talk?
Yeah.
[whispering] What are you doing?
What?
I was just having a little conversation.
Which is exactly what you shouldn't be doing
with a witness.
Oh, sh*t, I know her. We go way back.
I knew her when her name was Shemika.
[music]
Madam's not gonna like this.
Would you like to discuss
the elephant in the room, Belinda?
What were you thinking when you turned that ball g*n on me?
I'm a trained k*ller.
It's sometimes hard to turn it off.
How are you navigating that as a civilian?
Like I said,
it's hard to turn it off.
So would you say
it's more like you're on autopilot?
Something like that.
Belinda, that's not healthy.
When you don't stop to think about your actions
or process what those actions may do to affect you,
you miss out on a vital opportunity
to make a different choice.
You won't understand.
I don't know any other way to be.
I was trained in the military...
to take orders,
protect the ones that I love.
Sometimes I do things that I regret.
Are there some things that you regret
that you might want to share?
No.
Okay. So...
you're fine?
Okay.
Then why are you here?
If everything is fine and your life is great,
then why do you need my help?
You know what?
Maybe I don't.
f*ck this sh*t.
Are you sure this is it?
Yeah.
I'm sure.
All right, look.
We could wait 'em out,
or we could rush in and take them.
It's up to you.
Look, that's them right there.
Hey, jackass, get out of the way.
I got somewhere to be.
Before we have a conversation...
Ms. Phillips,
on that particular night that you visited the club,
please tell the court what happened to you.
Madam brought me on stage.
And in front of everyone, she punched me in the nose.
Did you sustain any injuries?
My nose wouldn't stop bleeding.
So I drove myself to the hospital.
They did some X-rays, and they told me it was broken.
Now I have a deviated septum
that's caused me multiple health problems.
What kind of health problems?
I have sleep apnea and spontaneous bleeding.
And every time I think about that night,
I get heart palpitations.
So, because of that incident, you've experienced PTSD.
-[Keisha] Yes, I have. -Objection, Your Honor.
Leading the witness.
[Judge Walters] Sustained.
[Rodds] I'll rephrase.
Ms. Phillips, before that incident at Eden,
had you ever experienced heart palpitations?
No, never.
It all started aftershe punched me in the nose.
[Rodds] Nothing further.
Ms. Phillips,
you claim you suffered a broken nose
at the hands of my client.
Did you file as*ault charges?
Well, no.
Did you sue for your hospital cost?
No.
So you didn't file charges, and you didn't sue.
Yet you want the jury to believe you were outraged
at this alleged broken nose?
Yeah...
She embarrassed me in front of everybody.
Yet you took no action?
I know I would be livid if someone actually broke my nose.
No further questions, Your Honor.
[whispers] That was good.
[hip hop beats]
This is nonsense. Yeah, it was a little crazy.
-[laughing] It was. -Yeah.
You know what's crazy is that, uh,
Miles told me you was at the club the other night.
I see you did.
Yeah, I didn't stay long.
Couldn't really take all that.
It's a little too vulgar for me.
Oh.
Well, I didn't know what I did was considered vulgar.
Oh, no, honey, I'm not calling you vulgar.
I just never thought I'd see you take your clothes off
for money.
I didn't raise you like that.
Oh.
You raised me, and I ended up in prison for nine years.
Do you actually know how hard it is to get work as an ex-con?
Probably not.
See, Madam actually gave me a chance
that many people probably wouldn't have.
You know?
Well...
I own Mattie B's now, so...
I could offer you an alternative.
I mean, would you...
want to come work here?
And do what?
Work here and sling hash like the n*gg*s in the back?
Cook sling hash.
All right? You're my son.
You'd be the manager.
Or you could grow the place. You could...
You could make it into a franchise.
It's definitely something that's more dignified.
Dignified and still working for somebody else.
Why not just keep working at Eden
for someone who was actually there for me?
All right.
I just...
I was just throwing it out there.
Just something for you to think about.
I'll see what I'll think about it.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Okay. Um...
Oh we have lobster-mac and cheese today.
You hungry?
No. I kinda lost my appetite.
Yeah. I'm outta here.
-Amp. -Yes.
Please. Please don't go.
You know, I think, um...
I'm pretty done with this conversation.
And maybe we could pick it up when you decide to stop
judging my life and actually just...
...just be in it.
-Amp... -I'ma go.
State your name for the record, please.
Uh, Lester Michael Tenenbaum.
And, Mr. Tenenbaum, what do you do?
I'm an engineer of sorts.
I create custom-made specialty devices for various clients.
And how do you know the defendant?
Uh, Ms. Deville asked me to build a guillotine for her.
But the craftsmanship is nowhere near as good as mine.
Mr. Tenenbaum, was the device that you built for Ms. Deville
similar to this one?
Yes.
[Rodds] And what is this device used for?
To cut off someone's head.
Mr. Tenenbaum, could you please tell the court
a little bit more about this device?
Well, the, um...
The guillotine became popular
during the French Revolution's reign of terror.
The weighted and angled blade suspended at the top made
for a quicker and cleaner death at public beheadings.
And there were plenty of them during that time.
But that was the th century.
Why would anyone need a barbaric device like this today?
Objection.
Your Honor, calls for speculation.
[Judge Walters] Sustained.
Mr. Tenenbaum, I have here a sand doll.
Would you mind giving us an execution demonstration
of the guillotine using this doll?
Objection, Your Honor.
This is not third-grade show-and-tell.
Your Honor, Mr. Tenenbaum is an expert witness.
I am merely trying to show the court
how a device such as this is might be used today.
-Overruled. -[Lovett] Your Honor--
Mr. Tenenbaum?
[dramatic music]
Well, the victim is placed here.
[indistinct murmuring]
The rope is released.
And...
Order! Order in the court!
I'm sorry about the outburst earlier.
Can I sit down?
Of course. I'm so glad you came back.
I knew if I didn't come back...
I wouldn't get better.
And maybe I pushed you too hard.
And if that's the case, I'm so sorry.
No.
I don't have much patience.
The important thing is that you're here now.
So...
is there anything in particular that you'd like to discuss?
I've done some things
that I'm not very proud of.
Go on.
This, uh, doctor-patient confidentiality thing means you,
you can't repeat what I say here, right?
I am legally and ethically bound not to tell anyone what happens
in our sessionsunless you're going to commit a crime.
What if I have I already committed one?
No notes.
These are just my personal notes.
No one else can see them.
This is a safe space, okay?
Feel free to say anything that you want to say.
I k*lled my girlfriend.
[music]
You don't f*cking see me, huh? Huh?
You f*ck' right? Let me ask you something.
Where do you want me to put the b*llet when it's homecoming?
In your head? Or in your chest?
Think hard.
Because that's the onlyfucking mercy you're gonna get from me.
Hey, man, we need to wrap this up for later.
I can't be late for work again. Madam docked me last time,
and I can't afford to lose any more money.
-We can't just leave them here. -They gonna be all right.
I tied them up real good.
I think it's a bad idea.
Look, we can take care of them when we get back.
Let them sit and think about what they've done.
I don't know.
Look, you want to deal with them?
Or you want to deal with Madam for showing up late?
Right.
You thought that sh*t was funny this morning, huh?
sh*t, I thought it was pretty f*cking hilarious.
I'm just getting started.
What the f*ck is you talking about?
As I said, Dad, I'm gonna take everything from you.
Then you can see how me and Mom live.
Maybe then you'll probably remember her f*cking name.
So I see you two have come to an understanding.
Yeah.
We understand each other well.
Yup.
We understand each other perfectly.
Good.
How's your knee doing, 'Face?
-Good as new. -All right.
Get to the locker room.
Roll call. Ten.
Yes, ma'am.
[knocking on door] What?
I'm sorry to bother you, Madam. You got a second?
Yeah. Come here, Smoke.
I just wanted to say thank you.
Thank you for giving me steady work.
Ever since I got put out of Special Forces,
things have been a little slow.
But this...[chuckles]
This has been fun.
Fun?
[Madam chuckles]
I have never had anyone describe working for me as fun.
But you're welcome.
Now look, I don't mean to seem ungrateful,
but what's the status on that last project I gave you?
Oh, you're talking about with Trouble?
Yes.
I couldn't get to her like I wanted to.
Too many cops around.
All with M carbines.
Damn it.
I probably could have took the cops out too,
but I didn't know if you wanted that type of heat.
You know, so I wanted to consult with you first
before I made my move.
You're right.
No, I do not need that kind of heat right now.
Stand down on Trouble.
But you can take care of that other b*tch, Lola.
Lola?
The GBI agent?
-That's the one. -Okay.
I can do that tonight.
-Can you? -Indeed.
Make sure that b*tch knows
how wrong she was to double-cross me.
Oh, for sure.
I got you.
Make sure you enjoy this sh*t.
[Smoke laughs]
See, this is why I love working for you.
This is why I love working for you.
I got something for her a*s.
All right. You have a great day.
You too. You have fun tonight.
Fun it will be.
[crowd cheering]
Yo, Dime, I got the music for tonight.
Yo.
Do you hear me?
Mm-hmm. I hear you.
Yo, you ignoring me?
I said I heard you.
Yo, what's wrong with you?
What's wrong with me?
You're the one who treats Quincy rude as sh*t
and you asking what's wrong with me?
Look, I found out about that n*gga
around the same time y'all did, aight?
How you gonna be mad at me because I ain't playing catch
with the little n*gga?
Look, miss me with that bullshit.
That's easy for you to say when you can just
stick your d*ck in something and walk away.
Even animals don't abandon their babies.
What am I supposed to do? Hmm?
Just get out my face, okay?
I got the music.
[music playing]
♪ Shorty, light-skin, tatted, a*s fat ♪
♪ I need your number, and that's that ♪
♪ I need your number, and that's that ♪
♪ Black hair, bob ♪
♪ Nice teeth, smile ♪
♪ I like it, style ♪
♪ I like it, uh ♪
♪ Shorty, light-skin, tatted, a*s fat ♪
♪ I need your number, and that's that (that's that) ♪
♪ I need your number, and that's that ♪
♪ Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile, I like it, style ♪
♪ I like it, style ♪
♪ Baby, we can take it all away fast whips ♪
♪ Cash chips, ask Chris, yeah, you know I got it bad b*tch ♪
♪ Mad thick, high fashion I don't need a stylist ♪
♪ I'm him. Get you there, I can fly you in ♪
♪ Bad b*tches, they be eyeing him ♪
♪ Heard I be with smokin' n*gg*s ♪
♪ Shake it
♪ Talk that sh*t you was talkin' ♪
♪ Hit it from the back with a arching ♪
♪ Have her leavin' with a limp when she walkin' ♪
♪ I don't care if she light skin or dark skin (I don't care) ♪
♪ p*ssy watery, slippery, caution, had to m*rder it, ♪
♪ Put it in a coffin "Chris, I love you," ♪
♪ I hear that so often ♪
♪ Shorty, light skin, tatted, a*s fat ♪
♪ I need your number and that's that (that's that) ♪
♪ I need your number and that's that ♪
♪ Black hair, bob, nice teeth, smile, I like it ♪
♪ Style, I like it, uh shorty, light skin, tatted, a*s fat ♪
♪ I need your number and that's that ♪
♪ I need your number and that's that ♪
♪ Huh, black hair, bob ♪
♪ Nice teeth, smile I like it, style ♪
♪ I like it, style. I ain't goin'...♪
[crowd cheering]
Y'all have a good night. That was fun.
[music]
[muffled scream]
[music]
[sighs]
You busy, Madam?
Come in. Never too busy for you, what's up?
I followed Blue like you asked me to.
And?
What did you find?
Blue might have turned state's evidence.
What the f*ck did you just say?
I'm not sure, Madam, but...
I followed Blue into a building.
When I looked at the directory,
it had a criminal defense attorney's office in there.
Okay.
Were there any other offices on that directory?
Yes, Madam.
All right, then.
She could have been going to any office in the building.
Yeah.
But what if I'm right?
What if she did go see a defense attorney?
What if you're wrong, Tommy?
And she just went and saw a regular lawyer?
Then why would she be keeping it a secret?
Why wouldn't Blue tell me she was going to see a lawyer?
I can only think of one reason.
She turned state's evidence.
You really think that Blue,
of all f*cking people, would flip on me?
Madam, we can't take any chances right now.
Your freedom's at stake.
n*gga, I know what I'm up against, okay?
Look, Madam.
If you need me to take Blue out,
I can have it done before the morning.
And don't worry about security detail.
I can handle it on my own. You don't need her
or any of that mean energy around you anyway.
Relax. Okay?
Stop jumping to conclusions.
Let me talk to her.
[sighs] f*ck.
You guys been following the trial, right?
Hell yeah, n*gga. That's my aunt, bro.
It's not looking too good for her.
Hey, don't say that, bro, all right?
Yeah, I heard the guy on the stand
made a whole guillotine for Madam.
Guillotine?
I ain't heard that word since the eighth grade.
I'm surprised your a*s can think back that far.
But damn, is Madam really about that life?
I suggest you stop asking questions.
That you really don't want the answer to.
And when your a*s get on that stand,
just act like you don't know what the f*ck going on.
Right. I ain't saying sh*t outside
of what Madam lawyer told us to say.
Got it, got it.
Look for the sake of Madam-- hell, and our jobs,
let's just hope she get out of this sh*t free
and clear, bro.
You know what I mean?
Midnight.
Your little friend.
She said her name is Renee? She's at the back door.
What she want?
n*gga, do I look like your assistant?
All right. All right.
Good night.
[upbeat jazz music]
What are you gonna do to me?
Agent Lola, you're a pig, aren't you?
And you know I like to tenderize my pigs.
Keep them real tender and juicy.
That's how I like it.
Please don't do this.
Look, I'll do whatever you want. I promise you.
There's nothing you can do for me.
Ain't sh*t you can give me. Now let me ask you something.
How you like your ribs and your pork chop?
You know, I like mine's with that tater salad.
Oh, that tater. Now that's some good eating.
Oh my God. Are you gonna eat me?
Ha! No, I'm not gonna eat you.
I'm not Hannibal Lecter. I'm not a cannibal.
What type of monster do you think I am?
Now, as I was asking, what part of the pig you like?
sh*t, I don't f*cking know!
My, my, my.
Things would have been so much different if you'd
have said that on the stand
instead of testifying against Madam.
This day would have been totally different.
Please don't do this. I'll do whatever you want.
I promise you. What do you want from me?
Right now, I want you to shut the f*ck up.
Okay?
You know, that's the problem.
Everybody wants heaven. Nobody wants dead.
Well, you're gonna die, b*tch.
No, no, no. Please, please don't do this.
I want you to see
what a double-crossing b*tch look like
before she die.
-Look. -No, please...
No, no, no. It's okay. Look.
Look at that.
Look at that.
You look so pretty.
Aw.
It's okay.
At least you got your eyebrows done before you died.
No.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
[screams] [festive waltz plays]
[screams] Stop! Stop!
[screams]
Stop! [sobs]
Please! Please! Stop!
Stop! Stop! Please.
Please! Please stop!
[Lola crying and screaming]
You know, I know I said I liked the pork chops and the ribs,
but I do not like chitlins with potato salad.
[screams]
What do you want, and what are you doing here?
I'm at work.
I missed you.
What's going on with that bullshit?
No, really.
I mean, like, don't you miss me?
What's wrong with me?
Why don't you want to be in a relationship with me?
I already told you before,
this ain't got nothing to do with you.
I don't want to be in a relationship with nobody.
But we're so good together.
It is what it is.
I don't know what you want me to say.
Fine then.
Have it your way. But you'll be sorry.
-Nah, I'll be fine. -Are you?
So I wonder if the cops will find this spot.
[on recording]No, no! No, please!
sh*t, some m*therf*cking cops.
You better be careful. There's cameras everywhere.
You wouldn't want to be caught on camera
doing somethingelse criminal, would you?
Midnight, you gotta be out there.
Everything all right?
Nah, but it will be.
[music playing]
♪ Back door ♪
♪ I done sold me peels out the back door ♪
♪ Young sh**ter keep the stick on him like Rambo ♪
♪ Came from the block, rocks in his sock ♪
♪ Known to keep him a GL*CK though ♪
♪ I was on the block I was every rocks ♪
♪ He was running from the cops though ♪
♪ Came from the block I was on the top ♪
♪ They took a loss, though ♪
[indistinct lyrics]
[woman grunting]
[crowd screaming]
[g*nshots firing]
What the f*ck was that?
Madam, it's not safe for you.
What the f*ck? Get off of me!
I don't give a f*ck about safe, n*gga!
There are a lot of people out there!
Oh n*gga, get the f*ck off of me.
Madam!
♪ Get the f*ck out my way ♪
You know what the f*ck it is!
Everybody put your sh*t in the bag!
[music playing]
[woman screams]
[crowd screaming]
[continued screams]
[music]
[music]
♪ Not that much time Wherever you're enterin' ♪
♪ Follow the sign to [indistinct] ♪
♪ [indistinct] ♪
♪ Came from the trenches, they shootin' and injurin' ♪
♪ f*ck warmin' benches, I'm guardin' the center and ♪
♪ Buildin' the fences, in charge of the system ♪
♪ You're wasting my time if you're talkin' percentages ♪
♪ No? Right, right ♪
♪ Why am I actin' so proud? ♪
♪ [indistinct] I'm stayin' alive ♪
♪ My sellin' these words, that's how I survive ♪
♪ I look amazin', I cannot describe ♪
♪ Stamp of approval is never denied ♪
[music]