Return of The Mack (2025) Movie Script

1
[intense music playing]
[man] Oh, hell no!
Look.
They got something going on
at the St. Regis Hotel
and after that, they
they supposed to kill some girl.
But that's all I know.
I I swear to God,
that's all I know!
Oh, that's it?
Yes.
[softly] Okay.
Wai wait!
Wait!
W-wa-wa-wait!
Is-is-is-is
Is this about something else?
Wa-wa-wai-wait
Wh-who-whoa!
[breathes heavily]
[suspenseful music playing]
[gunshot]
["Return of the Mack"
by K-Rino playing]
[projector whirring]
[narrator] The year's 1973.
And after serving
a nickel on a drug bust,
John Mickens,
we call him "Golden,"
is back on the streets
of Oakland, California.
One of the coldest motherfucker
you've ever seen.
From rags to riches,
Goldie worked his way
to the highest peak
of the pimp game,
even winning
the prestige award,
The Mack of the Year.
[soft chuckles]
The kids looked up to him.
Guys wished they could be him.
And all the hoes
wanted to be with him.
See, Goldie was
on top of the world.
But, unfortunately,
being on top attracts
a lot of unwanted attention.
See, Goldie was faced
with a choice to get down
or lay all his opps down.
You know he stood on business.
Now see, he lost a lot
of people that he loved.
And Oakland was
hotter than a lava pit.
So, you know what he did?
He got on the first thing
smoking
and made his way all the way
to Detroit, Michigan.
See, Goldie found
peace in the D.
He started a family.
He fathered a baby girl.
And as time went on,
Goldie's daughter graduates,
she got married,
and she had a son.
And they named him "Golden."
See, Goldie loved his grandson.
And the older they got,
the closer they became.
Grandpa Goldie always found time
to teach his grandson
the values of family,
finance, honor,
loyalty, charisma,
style and class,
preparing Goldie
for the better path of life.
Sometimes
And sometimes history find
its way to repeat itself.
Because Golden's blessed
and cursed
with his Grandpa Goldie's
legacy.
Yeah, it did.
Motherfucker, can you buy that?
[ambient city noise]
[indistinct chatter]
[meat sizzling]
[thuds]
[chatter]
[bell ringing]
Here, baby.
Thank you.
Uh, I need to
head out of here, though.
My grandmother's
havin' a procedure done
and I got to
get outta these clothes
And freshen up, y'know?
Oh, she got another procedure?
Yes, her gout.
Oh. So, it's the gout this time.
Yeah, you know that.
Come here, babe.
-C'mon, Golden.
-C'mere.
Now, I'm sick and tired
of your lies, alright?
If you need to wash your ass,
go in the bathroom
and take care of it.
But get out there,
and get me my money!
Alright?
Ok.
Babe.
Y'know you're my
number one girl, right?
Yeah.
[nervous chuckles]
You're the realest.
Always remember that.
[softly] Okay.
[footsteps recede]
Fuck you over there,
smirking at her.
Get the fuck off!
Fuckin' thing to see.
Remind me to get started
on your ass either.
Motherfucker.
[crowd chattering]
Now, why you just do those
women like that?
You want some of this too?
You need to mind your own
fucking business.
-That's what it sound like.
-Golden Mickens.
I been knowin' you
since the second grade.
-And you ain't no pimp.
-Jenny Jefferson.
The motherfuckin'
community leader.
Without the community backing
yo' ass. Tight ass shizz, huh?
Political and holy and shit.
Get outta here!
If you not helping
the community,
then best believe that
somebody's out there hurting it.
They never did nothin' for me,
you, or nobody else
from around this
dirty motherfucker, alright?
So, give it up.
The community
is what we make it.
Fuck you
and your community, alright?
[currency notes rustling]
Hope you enjoy your breakfast.
Think about that,
Golden Mickens.
[Golden] Think about these nuts,
motherfucker!
[exhales]
[phone rings]
Wassup, Q?
Aight man. Shit. I'm on my way.
If it ain't one thing,
it's another.
[man] What up, Golden?
Wassup with you, my brother?
Gimme some love, boy.
Man, whatchu into?
Just go up to the motel,
take care of somethin'.
-Whatchu on?
-To the telly?
-Okay, I'll bite.
-Whatchu got goin' on?
Get me a li'l healthy
egg white omelet,
got the new job, y'know?
Workin' at a
senior citizen home.
-Straight up!
-Yeah, as a stripper!
[cackling]
They love all that!
I was kissing one last week.
The kiss was so sweet,
taste like Poligrip.
-Ugh, hell no.
-Come work with me, dawg.
Come get some of this money.
[laughing]
-You alright, though?
-Uh, I'm all good.
Got to take care of this.
Just make sure Diamond there
is working, though.
-She's been on some bullshit.
-She's stingy as fuck too, dawg.
-Okay.
-I gotchu, though.
-Alright, my brother boy.
-Gotchu, boy.
-You got time for all that, man?
-None, none!
-Gotta get to that bag, baby!
-That's right. I'll holler.
Gotta get to that bag!
[birds chirping]
[doorbell ringing]
[groans]
Ah, shit
[door unlocks, creaks open]
Pink chocolate!
Wassup, my baby?
Didn't I tell you not to
come over here
without calling first?
Come in.
[door slams shut]
Y'know I gotta pop in on you
from time to time
to check on my baby.
Hmm. So, you're saying
you don't trust me?
Ain't about trust.
Just need to know
what the fuck's goin' on
around here.
I have a man, Golden.
It's called boundaries.
[girl] Daddy!
Hey, pumpkin head!
Whatchu out there doin'?
We're playing tea party.
-You wanna play, too?
-Of course!
-[girl] Here you go.
-[Golden] Thank you.
-Here you go.
-Thank you!
You're welcome!
Be careful. It's hot!
It's hot, ooh!
-Let's toast.
-[teacups clinking]
[mimics slurping]
It's time for cupcakes!
Mmm
Ooh, yummy!
Hold on, lemme get the napkins.
One for you.
-And one for you.
-Thank you!
-And one for me.
-Who wants who wants pumpkin?
Danna, baby? Why don't y'all
come in and grab a snack
-and then come back out to play?
-Okay, Mommy.
Mm-hmm.
She starts dance class
on Sunday.
All she needs is
tights and tap shoes.
I got you
Whatever you need.
Come on.
["Walk Away" by
Roy Reemy & Qerenne playing]
-[door opens]
-[smooching]
Let me walk away
Walk away
Let me walk away
[smooching]
Walk away
Let me walk away
Walk away
Let me
[song continues]
[song ends]
[car engine starts]
Fuck this, nigga.
Why that motherfucker
at my house when I ain't here?
[car engine accelerates]
Gotta be fucked up!
Hey!
What the fuck is my man
doin' at my house
when I ain't here, man?
He came to drop off money
for Danna's dance class.
Chill out!
[scoffs]
Chill out
Yeah, okay.
I got you
[clears throat]
["Return of the Mack"
by K-Rino playing]
Wassup, wassup!
Babe, you alright?
Good. How you feelin'?
-Good
What's goin' on?
-You smell good.
-Thank you very much.
[music continues]
[door knocks]
-Talk to you.
-[door opens]
-Hey, man.
-[door slams shut]
I don't know who you is, though.
She did this shit
to me last time.
You be on that bullshit, nigga!
-The fuck.
-So why you come back?
See, look at her, bro.
Wanted to see what that
shit be like.
But all this bitch does is talk.
And then she gonna tell me
my time is up?
That's how it works, fool!
Man, just go ahead and pay her.
Next time, just be a li'l
upfront with whatchu want, dawg.
Hey.
We ain't doin' nothin'.
So I ain't paying
neither one of y'all nothin'.
Unfortunately, you gotta pay.
'Cause I don't play
with my bread, buddy.
Bro! You're her pimp.
I ain't paying you shit!
And I definitely ain't payin'
-you shit either! Hey!
-[smacks]
-You don' know who my people is!
-Fuck your people, nigga!
Get yo motherfuckin'
hands off me, man.
The fuck? Hey!
Girl, open the door.
-Don't, stop--
-Fuckin' fuck off, creep.
[slams door]
-You gotta stop doin' that shit.
-Okay, okay! I'm sorry!
-It's bad for business.
-I know. My bad, my bad.
Thank you, Golden!
Thank you.
Why isn't your ass ready
for the ball tonight?
I'mma be ready.
-I'mma be ready.
-Fuck!
[police siren blaring]
["Waddupdoe" by
Tone Tone playing]
[cameras flashing]
[crowd chattering]
[man] Yo, Golden!
[paparazzi yelling]
Can I get a word from you?
Oh, man. Hey, y'know man,
people still lie, baby.
They're purse first,
ass last.
That's what we do, we get that
motherfuckin' cash,
you feel that?
[women cheering]
Say Whaddup Doe
And talk with our own slang
Fresh shirt every time
You see me out
Cotton candy Chevy, so y'know
That's what I'm about
Fitted cap match,
The shoes on my feet
They could be them Nik' airs,
Or the Jordan 23s
24s slide on the block
Like it's wet
Call me Mr. With all the ice on my neck
-[song fades]
-[crowd chatters]
[crowd cheering]
[loud cheering, applause]
For the motherfuckers
that don't know who I am,
-I'm Dookie Rain.
-[dramatic thud]
The gods gave me my name
[crowd cheering]
'cause I be shitting
on these hoes and again.
I'm your host for tonight.
And I welcome you all to
Detroit's Annual Players Ball!
[crowd cheering]
So, we gonna jump into this!
Now this savage
motherfucker here,
Second Runner-up
and Rookie of the Year,
-Pimp Jodi Sako! Come on, baby!
-[man cheering]
-[loud cheering]
-Come on, Sako! Come on!
Yeah, it's you, baby!
That's right!
Ladies and gentlemen,
if you ever have any pain,
let it be champagne!
Yes, yes, yes.
[crowd loudly cheering]
[glasses clinking]
[blows kisses]
Now.
First Runner-up,
ladies and gentlemen,
the man that's able,
with the sexiest stable!
Give it up for T-Tony,
goddamnit! Come on, now!
T-Tony!
The T-Tony!
Give it up!
Pimp walk!
That's right!
That's right!
Yes.
[crowd loudly cheering]
No business
Like hoe business!
T-Tony, y'all!
[crowd cheering]
That's right!
That's it.
Yes, yes.
Now, without no further ado
I'm not gonna make you
wait no mo'.
The moment you all
been waiting for.
The Mack of the Year Award
goes to
[woman] Alright!
Golden! Golden! Golden!
[crowd cheering]
C'mon, man!
The Mack of the Year,
is here! C'mon, y'all!
Golden, baby!
Big talk!
Mack walk!
Whoo!
[crowd cheering]
It's the return of the Mack,
I'm back for the smoke
Back to fix all of the
Practices them savages broke
I recognized who the beast wa
And had to revolt
'Cause when the Mack returns
Wide awoke, that's the result
Put your drinks up
for my man here!
-Pimp, pimp?
-[all] Hurray!
Pimp, pimp?
Hurray!
[loud cheering]
That's right!
Now, the after party's
after party
is at the Pimp Station.
Be there or be square!
-[dice rolls]
-C'mon six, you friggin' biatch!
Dayum.
[frustrated] Ah!
God!
-Holy bitch!
-Toss the motherfuckin' dice!
The fuck you doin'
with them goddamn
bowler shoes on?
I saw you
when you walked in, nigga.
Just bowl the dice,
dang goddammit.
It's aight, though.
My young bitch is 'bout to bring
me that bag full of cash, y'all!
[Lefty] What up, though,
Jodi Sako? You good, baby?
Y'know, pretty fifth was square.
Hey, you heard what happened up
at Willy's spot?
Heard that motherfucker
got raided.
Yeah, they took him to jail
and every broad he had
workin' for him too.
-Hmm, square business.
-Square business!
Mm, that's fucked up.
A'ight, good luck, niggas.
[blows kiss]
Whoo!
Crazy motherfucker.
[humming]
[woman] Hey, Golden!
Wassup, baby?
Hi! Do you remember me?
[dice rolls]
I had to be blind,
crippled and crazy
to forget something
as bad as you.
So
Do I have to fill out
an application
-to get an audition with you?
-Look at that bitch, boys!
-You see that shit?
-You ain't gotta do
all that shit, baby.
Then, I choose you.
Blaze Blaze!
Wassup, bitch?
Fuck you, T-Tony.
C'mon now, Mister Tony.
You know the rules of the game.
Your bitch just chose me.
[crowd exclaims in surprise]
So we can settle this shit
like we got some class
or we can get off to some
gangster shit.
-It's on you.
-Nigga
You gotta be out of your
rabid ass mind.
You're too dumb to be a pimp.
Some motherfuckin'
low-level card swiper!
A penny thief!
[crowd hums in agreement]
That bullshit you got up back
probably hotter than a
fox in a forest fire, nigga!
[cackling]
So it's 335,000 dollars, right?
335,000 dollars cash,
motherfuckin' money!
So, it's 335,000 dollars plus
the ten you gettin' me, right?
I bet you 15.
So, it's 335,000 dollars
plus ten, plus 15, right?
335,000 dollars plus 25
Motherfucker, can you buy that?
[crowd exclaims in surprise]
[man cackles]
Motherfucker flamed yo' ass.
-[heavy blow]
-[woman yells]
Next time you hear
grown folks talk,
you shut the fuck up!
You hear me?
The fuck's wrong
with you, nigga?
[intense music building]
Go get my bitch, Clifford.
[Clifford] Bitch, come here.
You wanna die, motherfucker?
I'll get mugged at the morgue
tryin' to figure
who the fuck you are,
I'll put so many holes
in your punk ass.
So, that's how
it's gonna be, huh?
So, that's what this is about?
That's what we're on?
You're motherfuckin' right,
that's what we're on.
Alright, we're gonna get
the fuck outta here!
-[Lefty] You should!
-[ominous music]
I'mma make you wish
you was never born, nigga.
I ain't never ran from a nigga.
And I damn sure
ain't 'bout to pick today
to start running, either, nigga.
You the runners,
you goddamn track star.
Mack?
Aye, man, fuck the niggas.
Let's get to this money, dude.
[indistinct]
Let's get this money, man.
Let's get this!
Screw that motherfucker, man.
Let's get to it.
[police radio chattering]
[door creaks open]
[door closes]
[car door opens]
[car engine starts]
Shut it down!
Hands on the wheel!
Golden Mickens Jr.?
-[over radio] You okay?
-Copy.
What's this all about?
A warrant for your arrest
on assault and battery.
[police siren]
[deeply exhales]
[door creaks open]
[man] Golden, Golden
How you doin', boy?
My man.
What's up, hey?
Good to see you.
You alright?
I'm straight, man.
Why the fuck they got me in?
Shit ain't good, Golden.
They got you for assault.
They got you for
conspiracy to commit
a strong armed robbery.
Miles Greenwood was
with a young lady
in a hotel room.
She called you.
You came over in an instant
and beat him up and robbed him.
Who the fuck is
Miles Greenwood, man?
You ever heard of
State Prosecutor
-Mable Greenwood?
-Yeah.
I heard of her.
Well, that's her dumbass son!
-Man
-Yeah.
Spud's out to fry my ass, huh?
Yes, he's trying.
Hell, no!
I'm gonna try calling in
some favors.
I'm hoping they'd take
your military background
into account.
But
I gotta be honest with you, bro.
You might be flipping calendars
on this one.
Damn, I ain't doing a day
in this motherfucker, man.
I got some bread.
I'm about to get a good lawyer.
I'm gonna pop this bitch
for real.
I got you.
We're gonna do all we can, bro.
Appreciate it.
Keep your head right.
Do you hear me?
-Yes, sir.
-Alright.
If you need me,
tell 'em to reach out to me.
I'll keep you posted.
[door opens]
Stay strong here, bro.
You already know,
-I ain't worried about nothing--
-[door closes]
Gonna pop this motherfucker.
"Stigmat" by
Davis Absolute playing]
[sniffing]
[sniffing]
What is that body spray, Decon?
Damn!
I swear to God! Y'all know
how to dress for court?
What are you all wearing
in the court?
Got you in to sell some
pussies to the Judge?
Don't make no sense.
[bailiff] All rise,
for the Honorable Judge,
Ineeda Strokes,
-now presiding.
-That mean you hoes be quiet.
[bailiff] You may be seated.
In the matter of
case number 3212016,
the state of Michigan
vs Golden Mickens,
Golden Mickens, you've been
found guilty of assault
and attempt to
commit armed robbery.
[indistinct yelling]
[gavel thuds]
-[yelling continues]
-[Lefty] I can't listen to this.
This is a travesty!
-[gavel thuds]
-Order!
Uh-huh. Oh, no.
I'm not gonna have
outbursts like that.
Not in my courtroom.
You either be quiet or get out.
[scoffs]
What are you?
Some kind of street pimp?
[yelling intensifies]
-[gavel bangs]
-Order!
-Won Mack of the Year, boo!
-Order!
[gavel drops]
Golden Mickens.
Are you related to
John Goldie Mickens?
Yes, Your Honor.
That's my grandfather.
Now, your grandfather, Goldie,
now, that was a real Mack.
Hmm.
Goldie's pimping put me
through law school.
She used to be a hoe too?
Just like us!
You know what?
Golden Mickens, you've been
found guilty of assault
and attempt to commit
armed robbery.
I'm sentencing you to two years
in a Michigan state prison.
[commotion erupts]
I can't believe it.
[intense cries]
"Feel Agai" by
Yarin Primak playing]
[mild background chatter]
[Danna] Daddy!
-Pumpkin!
-Daddy.
-How you doin'?
-Good.
That's good.
I like your hair.
-[chair creaks]
-[Golden laughs]
'Sup, Kitty?
[music continues]
[music fades]
So that climber putting his
hands on you, huh?
It ain't none of your business.
Okay, Golden?
Let it go.
I ain't seen you
in over seven months
and you come here
looking like that?
It's definitely my business.
So, how are you gonna help me?
You're in prison.
You can't even help yourself.
I don't want my daughter
around that shit.
You ain't gotta
worry about Danna.
What do you mean by that?
Hmm?
My man don't want me
coming up here no more.
So, this is the last time
you gonna see us.
[bangs table loudly]
So, you gonna let this man
take my family away from me?
[officer] Everybody, quiet down!
Nigga, please.
You said fuck your family
to be a street pimp!
I'm outta here!
Come here, my baby.
You ain't gonna take
my daughter nowhere. Come on.
Take your fuckin' hands off me.
No!
[Golden] And at this moment
I knew I fucked up.
They had me pegged with
assault on a police officer.
Cooked my ass.
Eight more years
in this dirty motherfucker!
[loud banging]
[Kitty] I'm sick of your shit.
Bitch, I'm sick
of your shit too.
-Okay. Well, fuck you, then.
-Oh, fuck you too.
-Mommy
-[Golden] Hey, pumpkin head.
-Come here, baby.
-I just wanna apologize to you.
-[gunshot]
-[body thuds]
I hope your caregivers
are not cutting off
communication with me.
I'm praying one of these letter
will reach you soon.
Mommy!
Mommy, wake up.
I just wanted to remind you
how much I love you.
And that you mean
the world to me.
-And all the thinking that I do
-[police radio chatter]
so much of it's
with you on my mind.
You were born and I
was overjoyed with love for you
-[Danna crying]
-I messed up bad
when I caused that situation
when you and your mom
came to see me.
I lost my cool.
-People got hurt.
-Danna.
I have to let you know
as your caseworker
that you're phasing out
of the system.
Do you have any plans
what you're gonna do after 18?
Being away from you
is the most painful thing
I've ever experienced.
We missing our time together
is the hardest punishment
that I could possibly receive.
I'm so sorry that
I can't be there for you.
Make sure you stay on them
school books, sweety.
Like Grandpa used to always say
that knowledge is power
and it can never be
taken away from you.
I love you, pumpkin head.
More than you ever imagined.
Love, Dad.
Watching me, they take note
Raise a toast to the goat
Yeah
[car engine revs]
It takes a lot
To be the best
[door closes]
-You ready?
-We're outside.
Yes, sir.
You know I'm ready.
Let's go get this
motherfuckin' money.
You know it.
-["Karma" by La Nata playing]
-[indistinct chatter]
No quisiste mi calor
Me dejaste sin razn
En la noche siento el dolor
Casi loca por tu Amor
No quisiste mi calor
-[clears throat]
-[crowd quietens]
Ladies and gentlemen!
The entertainments
has arrived!
[crowd cheers]
Nobody be bitin'
and scratchin' on my girls, man,
I don't want no blood.
[host] I'll spread the word
to the rest of the guests.
[host] Anything else?
[T-Tony] I know you
rich motherfuckers
got some good alcohol.
-[host] Help yourself.
-[T-Tony] Appreciate it.
[Creed] See if they've got their
wise men some whiskey.
[glass clinks]
[Creed] Wisely done, my friend.
Wisely done.
[T-Tony] This is
a beautiful place, man.
Yeah, man.
The spoils of the rich
and the privileged.
There's some crazy ass shit
going on out there, man.
Because that 4 million dollar
sexual desire
hit a whole lot different than
that 40 dollar sexual desire.
-[chuckles]
-It's nastier.
-I see!
-Yes, sir!
I'mma go check on these girls.
You do that.
I'mma pour me a drink.
[gulps, smacks lips]
cake out
Smoke it up, smoke it up
[woman moaning]
[breathy moans]
Fuck am I 'posed to say now?
I've been humbled
Too long, yeah
Tell 'em all
To stay calm, yeah
Tell 'em all
To move on, yeah
Sit sit!
Took a loss,
That's your loss, yeah
I had to get
My point across, yeah
Where's she at, man?
-[door knocks]
-[door creaks open]
What's goin' on?
You alright?
I'm
I'm on my cycle.
On your cycle?
So what?
You think these
rich ass vampires
care about you being
on your cycle?
They love blood.
Your other hole work, don't it?
[distant moaning]
Let that motherfucker do
what he'd do.
If it was up to me
you'd sit this one out.
You know that.
I don't like that nigga
Jebediah, either.
Get that bag.
And let's get up outta here.
Next time, I got you.
-You hear me?
-Yeah, alright.
That's my baby.
["True Self" by ARYEH playing]
[door closes, lock clicks]
Lately, I've been staring
At the dark
[buzzer buzzes]
[buzzes again]
[gate creaks open]
[laughs softly]
-My baby.
-My baby!
-Wassup, baby?
-Wassup, baby?!
God!
Oh my God,
let me see you for a second.
Damn, you look good.
You look good too, babe.
-Smellin' good. Taste good.
-How you already know?
-[smacks]
-This ass clean
wet, tight, and ready for you!
-Straight up.
-You already know me.
[Diamond giggles]
I appreciate you
staying down with me.
Always!
I got you!
Let's get out of here.
Can you take me to go
see my daughter real fast?
Oh, yeah. For sure.
I appreciate you, babe.
[Golden laughs]
[car door shuts]
[car doors close]
[man] Can I help you?
Yes, you wouldn't happen to
know the people
that used to
stay here before you guys?
No, not really.
Um
We've been here
about four years.
It's cool.
I appreciate it, man.
Alright, now.
Have a good evening.
-You too. Thank you!
-Alright.
I mean, what I don't
understand is
why the state didn't help you
keep up with your baby.
Y'know, I've tried to get
information on her
for the past ten years, but
the fact's that Kitty did't
put me on the birth certificate.
I'm not legally her father. So
-Damn!
-You know how it go.
That's crazy.
Let's go grab something to eat.
-Okay! I got you.
-Chilli cheese fries.
[car engine revs]
-What can I get you to eat?
-Let me get
grilled chicken Caesar salad,
please. And a water.
Okay, and for you?
Let me get two of 'em
Coney dogs, chilli cheese fries,
and a large, grape Faygo.
That's how we gonna play.
[laughing] I see!
-Thank you.
-Here you go.
Appreciate it.
Hey, guys.
It's your girl Lena Kane.
Like and share this video.
I wanna know how
27 young women and girls
have gone missing in Detroit
in the last six months.
And nobody's sayin' anything.
No news coverage.
No radio play.
It's like, women can go out
missing and nobody say anything
What are you guys'
thoughts about that?
-[video continues]
-That's crazy as hell, man!
That shit is heartbreaking.
All those girls gone missin'
you need to tell me
ain't nobody's sayin' nothin'?
Not one word around the news.
Oh, I see it
on social media though.
Only when the algorithm
do't flag it!
Oh, you're right.
If it's ignorance
and ass shaking,
it'd get a million views.
-For real.
-That part!
Right.
Right!
Just to let you guys know,
your orders will be up shortly.
-Thank you.
-Appreciate it.
I know I'm not seeing
who I think I see.
Oh, my God.
Look at you, boy!
You look good, man.
I haven't seen you in so long.
How you doin', baby boy?!
Oh, God, man.
I missed you, bro.
-Missed you too.
-I was worried about you, man.
In there with them
damn gladiators, man.
You're home now, boy!
Sir, yes, sir.
Go get that money.
You gotta get that bread, baby.
I know what time it is.
You know what time it is, boy.
We're gonna go for it hard!
-[laughs hard]
-That's what we do.
-For real.
-Yeah, no doubt about it.
-Hey, Lefty!
-Mate-- Hey, gorgeous!
How you doin', baby doll?
You alright?
-I'm good, baby. How you been?
-Lookin' good.
What this fool order?
Did he order the same plate
of two Coney dogs and
a chilli cheese fries?
You have to
change that diet up, dawg.
That old ass colon,
you gonna go boom
while you sit on it.
You gonna die if you
fuck with that, right?
[laughter]
You know what's crazy?
He's been ordering this
same shit since
Granddaddy was pimping
back in the day.
Pimpin' back in the day!
For real man!
Good times.
Granddaddy always found
a way to make it happen.
Man, that was my guy.
I miss that mug.
I miss your grandfather!
We'd sit right over there
in that booth.
[distant giggles]
-Guy was my God, man.
-Yeah, man. Mine too.
So, that pimping
in your blood, huh, baby?
I was never really
cut out to be no pimp.
Get the fuck out of here.
You pimp too easy,
it was too easy for you, boy.
It's in your bloo--
Oh, come on, man.
Enchant.
["Shield" by
WEARETHEGOOD & Lynnea playing]
[woman screaming]
Oh my God!
Somebody, please help me.
Oh, my God, please help me.
Help me!
[Golden] What's goin' on?
That's my bitch, playboy.
[switchblade flicks open]
-[groans]
-[body thuds to the ground]
[crying] Oh my God!
Thank you so much.
Oh my God!
-[kicks]
-Bitch!
Let me be your shield,
Let me be your shield
Let me be your shield,
Let me be your shield
[music continues]
Be your shield,
Let me be your shield
Let me be your shield,
Let me be your
Oh, so you a pimp
and a protector, huh, babe?
Whatever you wanna call it.
I was able to
make a lot of money
but it cost me 10 years
and my family.
Shit wouldn't even work.
How's it going?
Going good.
How you feelin'?
Pretty good.
Something goin' on right now,
there's a lot of women
coming up missin'.
We could really use your help
if you got some time.
Hey, you know,
I've got a lot on my plate, but
I'll definitely hold on to this.
Well, anything
you could do helps.
-Most def!
-You guys enjoy your food.
Aight. Appreciate it.
Golden, let me ask you, man.
Have you heard
anything from your baby?
-Nope.
-Nothin'?
Hey, man. I've got a picture
right here
I've had for a little while now.
I was waiting
for you to come home.
Damn! This is the last picture
I had of her, right there.
That's my baby.
-[Lefty] Yeah, man.
When CPS got involved, we lost
all contact with your baby, man!
One suggestion, though.
Jenny knows everything
like a reporter that's going on
in these streets.
Are you talking about
Jenny Jefferson?
Yep, Jenny Jefferson.
Yep!
[laughs]
Some of these fries
while you boys
sittin' them hungry there.
Uh, nigga
[indistinct chatter]
Okay, and if you guys can just
fill out these new forms
the grant should be able to
cover to your housing,
books and other supplies.
How's that sound, sweety?
Mama, I'm so excited!
You've come such a long way.
Give me a second, guys.
I'll be right back, okay?
Okay.
-Guys, hi, Lefty!
-Jenny.
My babe, look at you!
Lookin' all slim and beautiful.
What is that on your face?
You got too much
cute-as-hell on your face.
Lookin' like a sexy bobblehead.
-Move.
-Hi, Diamond.
[blows kisses]
-Golden!
-Jenny Jefferson.
How you doin', baby?
I'm good. So good
to see you guys.
So you do live.
[happy chuckle]
Why you shakin'?
I'm just happy to
see my old friends.
It's so good to see you guys.
I see you got the
community center up and running.
It's nice ain't it?
It's real nice.
-I like this place.
-Yeah.
-Thanks.
-Good job.
I like to use it more so
for the troubled youth.
The community only
comes out if I'm
passing out turkey or ham
for the holiday.
I told you this.
Yeah, you did.
[laughs]
Anyway, I came by
to see you if you know
anything about
my daughter Danna.
Kitty's little girl?
Hmm well,
Maybe Tia from the hood
She might know more about it.
Tia, can you come over here
for a sec?
-[footsteps approaching]
-Hi!
Tia, this is Danna's father.
-Oh, hi.
-How you doin'?
-Golden!
-[light chuckle]
He's looking for Danna.
Do you think you might've
heard or seen anything?
Man
The last time I saw Danna,
they had her working
all the strip clubs.
The fuck is that?!
-I'm sorry.
-I apologize.
That's okay.
Didn't my mother used to be
your teacher at Montfort?
Didn't she?
Yeah. I remember Miss
Uh, Miss What was her name?
Mama!
Do you remember him?
This is Danna's father.
-I sure do remember you.
-How you been?
I've been great.
How about you?
Good, I'm good. You're looking
beautiful as ever.
Well, thank you.
[whispering] Okay, now, listen.
Danna used to hang around some
not so cool, weird people.
Go to Fryers strip club
and ask for Bobby-Z.
You cannot miss him.
He'll have on a tracksuit.
And lots of fake jewelry.
Ask for him.
He'd definitely have
information about Danna.
-Okay. I appreciate it.
-Yes.
[tense music playing]
[indistinct conversation]
Alright, Jenny baby.
'Bout to go and slide.
-Okay. Okay.
-I appreciate you.
See you.
[blows kiss]
Love you.
See you, baby.
Good luck on the progress.
["Test Me" by Frank Bentley
& Anthony Mareo playing]
Thoughts as I rap
In a basement
But my come up is legend
It's greatness
I don't care now
It's pedal to the metal
[crowd cheering]
[music continues]
[crowd cheering]
Aye homeboy, this is VIP.
Yeah, you gotta find
somewhere else to sit.
Bobby?
Wassup, wassup with you bro,
you've been alright?
Yeah, everything is cool.
Man. My dawg.
Let me get a shot of that
fucking whiskey man.
That's my shit.
[music continues]
You really been popping bottles
on the day shift, huh?
This motherfucker looking light.
Hey, there was one in here
last week man.
Have you seen her?
Nope, sorry.
[Bobby-Z] You get all that.
You gonna get all that,
you gettin' that whole stack.
I'll be right back, man.
Motherfucker's saying
he ain't seen her.
Hell, no! He's runnin' baby.
Go get him, he's runnin',
go get that nigga.
-[punch lands]
-[groaning in pain]
-Dirty motherfucker.
-Get your ass up, motherfucker.
Only guilty motherfuckers
cut and run like that.
Punk ass motherfucker,
you in for it, boy.
What do you know about her?
Man I've never seen
that bitch before in my life.
-Straight up?
-Yeah.
-[punch lands]
-[coughing violently]
Get your ass up, boy.
Man, I thought 'all was cops.
We ain't no fucking cops, nigga.
Man, tenderize
the motherfucker's ribs.
Okay! Okay!
[gasping]
I've done couple of
photoshoots with her before.
And I told the other ones
that she was looking for work.
What kind of work?
Sex worker.
That was down for whatever.
[punch lands]
[thud]
[Lefty] Motherfucker.
Yeah, yeah.
[gasping and coughing]
What's the passcode
to your phone?
[coughing]
The fucking passcode, nigga.
Fuck you.
Fuck you too.
[heavy kicks land]
[groaning with rage]
-Get Avery on the phone.
-Got you, man.
[music fades out]
[birds chirping]
Once I get my money up,
I'mma go to college.
I used to think like that too.
But now
[chuckles softly]
You okay over there?
I'm pregnant.
Is that good or bad?
I just wanna
have my baby and leave.
Then do that.
When Creed finds out,
he's gonna make me do
pregnant content
on the fan page.
And then when this baby's here
they're gonna take it away
just like they do
with all the other girls.
Who is "they"?
Look, Danna
you don't belong here.
You're smart.
You talk about a future.
Nobody talks like that
around here.
[Creed speaking indistinctly]
You know I don't just
mess with any.
-[finger snaps]
-Hey, on your feet.
Ladies. Here's somebody
real special I want you to meet.
He's a good friend of mine,
Joe Carver.
Say hello to Joe Carver.
Hey, Joe.
Hi, Joe.
[Creed clears his throat]
-Hi.
-Hi.
What did I tell you Joe?
You like what you see?
Oh yeah. I like it a lot.
Yeah man, I thought you would.
You mind if I, you know.
Oh no, go ahead Joe,
they don't bite.
-Can I?
-Of course.
Bet you like that shit.
Do you like that, Joe?
[chuckles]
Get over here, the fuck
is going on around with y'all?
[Danna] Nothing, I'm good.
Don't lie, or you won't shit
or eat the next three days.
What's going on?
Spit it out.
I'm pregnant.
I'm sorry.
-Come here.
-Wait.
Get your hands off.
Joe Carver.
Let me have your attention.
What you got there?
I got something
real special right here.
I got the best feeling
known to man right there, Joe.
That's pregnant pussy.
I got a pregnant woman
right here, Joe.
And you and I know,
ain't nothing better
than that pregnant black pussy.
Yeah, I thought you'd like that.
Of course, yes, sir.
-Don't you appreciate that?
-Let's go, girl.
[footsteps receding]
T-Tony.
When the Congressman rolls over
and passes the fuck out,
which won't be long,
you take that worthless bitch
over to Butternut Studios.
She's finally got some
gold between her legs.
Gotcha.
Listen, they're filming
that hardcore shit.
And he paying top dollar
for willing participants.
[pensive music playing]
[music continues]
[jazz music playing]
[door clicks open]
[machine beeps]
Man, it's an odd day.
Hey, look I'm gonna
tell y'all niggas right now.
When I come in,
I need some theme music.
-Y'all better work that out.
-Nigga right there.
[laughs]
My brother Avery, ol' nighttime
looking motherfucker.
Looking like a black vampire.
Count Blackula!
Fuck you, nigga. Hey, listen.
What y'all need to know
I just moved up.
Special Detective Calhoun.
Put some respect
on my name, motherfucker.
[giggles]
-How you doing, D?
-I'm good.
-Good to see you.
-You too, love.
-Golden.
-Impressive.
Motherfucking detective.
-I see you working, man.
-Yeah.
All that hard work
and dedication, babe.
-I feel it. I feel it, man.
-You got something for me?
-From your man Bobby-Z.
-Yeah.
This is just what I need.
-And speaking of Bobby-Z.
-Man, fuck that nigga.
No, y'all
fucked them up, alright.
Huh?
I just left a strip club
cleaning up y'all bullshit.
I can't have that shit, bro.
I ain't bullshitting
off my baby.
And I am not saying
you are bullshitting.
-The fuck is you saying then?
-What I am saying is
you can't go around town
fucking people up every day.
You understand?
You're on parole
and you just got out of prison.
Don't make no fucking sense.
I don't give a fuck
about none of that shit.
I am gonna tear up
the whole city for my daughter.
And that's what
I am trying to avoid, Golden.
Now, listen.
I got Bobby-Z at the hospital
under watch. You understand?
You got two days.
48 hours.
Eight hours ago.
So we're behind, bro.
You get a hold of his phone,
he going to be singing.
Yeah.
I've talked to some
of Danna's friends, man.
Say she's been hanging around
some bad people.
[Calhoun] Yeah.
I swear if my daughter's
involved
in the human trafficking shit,
it's going around
this motherfucker.
I got it, bro. I got it.
I'm gonna have tech support
go through the phone.
Anything I find, I am gonna
let y'all know.
You understand?
You understand?
Come on, bro, I've got you.
-I got you.
-I appreciate that.
Yes, sir. I gotta roll out.
[car horn blaring]
Golden, do me a favor, bro.
Get you some rest, alright?
Diamond, do me a favor.
Put some of that
good hard coochie on this nigga.
It's been ten years.
He's backed up.
[Diamond chuckles]
That's what I am talking about.
-I'm gonna see y'all later.
-My God!
See you later, Ashley.
["Cut to the Chase"
by Lalinea playing]
[speaking indistinctly]
[music cuts out]
Make yourself at home.
Look, I got you a gift.
[Diamond chuckles]
You came through
with the Al Wooh, huh?
You know it!
Oh man.
Man, didn't know they
still made these.
Oh yeah, for sure.
Hey, that look nice.
[laughs] You thirsty?
-Girl, you know it.
-Right.
Get you something to drink.
You've got a nice little crib.
Thank you.
It's not much but
the neighborhood's good.
It's quiet, and
the rent is manageable, so.
[glass thuds]
Well, sure is a lot
better than where I've been.
In a six-by-six box,
with a motherfucker
with dysentery problems.
Well, give me your hand.
And let me wash them
years off you.
Straight up.
[footsteps receding]
That's how we're gonna do it.
[Diamond giggles]
Time's been moving slowly
So we already in too deep
Can't get no sleep
On each other heavy
Teasing all day and
When the sun sets
You asking me to
Come through,
Kick it with you
See the night turn into
Morning dew
Then you
Feel it rushin'
And lose control
You don't wanna go slow
For sure
Your places like I do, oh
My place like you do
[Golden exhales]
["The City of Hope" by
Borrtex playing]
[car engine running]
[music fades]
[door knocks]
[rapid knocks on door]
[giggles]
Golden!
Get in here.
Wassup!
-Wassup my baby, how you doing?
-It's so nice to see you.
-Come on, sit down.
-I'm glad to be seein' you.
[door clicks shut]
What's been going on with you?
Shit!
Just a old dinosaur
trying to keep her bills paid.
Cut it out.
What's going on with you?
I just got home.
Trying to figure it out.
Mm-hmm.
Trying to get your dick wet?
No, there ain't none of that.
Yeah, yeah.
I only came by to see if you've
heard anything about her.
Umm.
She do look familiar.
Who is this?
That's my daughter, Q.
Oh damn.
Her name, Danna.
Hell, Golden.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Yeah, that's my baby.
But you know what?
Hold on one second.
Hey, Butter.
This my friend.
I need you to check into
something for me.
Who is this?
You know her?
Oh, that's Lemon Drop.
Yep, that's
Jebediah Creed's little bitch.
Hoes that be with Creed and
his crew been turnin' up fount.
Girl, what the fuck is "fount?"
-I fount her.
-[Q-Tee] Okay.
So where can I find this
Jebediah Creed guy?
Oh, I don't know.
But I PPB over there
at the weirdos
on Brace and Leonard heavy.
Okay, thank you.
-Take care.
-Okay.
Appreciate it.
Bitches always think
somebody want their ass.
I'm about to go and slide, Q.
-'Kay?
-Well, anytime.
And listen.
You be careful over there.
-Alright.
-Alright.
["Arab String"
by Puda Beats playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[Creed speaks indistinctly]
-[snaps fingers]
-Hey, hey, hey.
[Creed] I take
real pride in this.
Some of the best in the land.
Feast your eyes.
Mm-hmm. This one right here.
This is Maple Cakes.
Turn around, show 'em that ass.
Show it to 'em.
Come here.
Look at that ass. You see that?
Prime ass right there.
We call her Maple Cakes
'cause she is thick as molasses.
And look at that, it's like
she's got two asses, right?
[chuckles] Come here.
This is Fantastic.
Isn't that fantastic?
Hmm?
And guess why we
call her Fantastic?
'Cause her head is fantastic.
Now I can vouch for it,
I've tried it myself.
C'mere.
This is D.J.
Come on, come here.
This is D.J.
Open your mouth.
She like it. Don't you bitch?
[strangled voice] Yes.
She got no gag reflex.
You see that shit?
-Don't you?
-[choking] Yes.
Don't you?
[coughing]
Come here, come here,
come here. You're okay.
Come here.
This is my baby, right here.
This is my Lemon Drop.
She's special.
She's spoiled rotten.
Ain't that right?
-Yes.
-Yes, what?
-Yes, Daddy.
-Don't fuckin play with me.
Okay?
Now y'all go get dressed.
We're going out tonight.
We go show him a good ass time.
Alright?
[Creed] Hey, come here.
I believe in you.
You got that?
You're so much more
than a bottom bitch.
You understand me?
This is your opportunity.
Don't blow it.
This motherfucker
got a lot of money.
You do whatever the fuck
he tell you to do.
-You got that?
-Mm-hmm.
Go, get dressed.
Some of the best in the land.
Didn't I tell you?
[tense music builds]
[indistinct conversation]
["Pop Pop" by K-Rino playing]
I'm here now,
This is what you earned
I told 'em not to wake up
The monster,
They still did it,
The consequences hittin'
Right now
[elevator dings]
So now I gotta revoke 'em
For violating the code
I'm coming to see 'em
Soon as I greet 'em
Click and delete 'em,
Never gave a damn about goons
'Cause I don't need 'em
I'm ridin' for our women
Since you don't know
How to treat 'em,
Retribution on them heathens
For taking away their freedom
Y'all ain't doing the work
In the streets
To make 'em safe
The kidnappin' and rape
And the trafficking
State to state
No conversation, debate,
Just show up and burn 'em out,
[door creaks open]
Another scarred victim
Left destroyed
So I hard hit 'em
Go to war with 'em,
Left their parts
Like a shark bit 'em
Y'all letting these predators
Parade right in front of you
So now I'mma do the job
That the police don't wanna do
Pop, pop, I bust in the spot
Peelin' ya top,
Air 'em out,
Ten men drop from one shot
Murder plot, chasin' 'em down
Around the clock,
Won't stop 'til them see
Them own blood cover the block
Pop, pop, I bust in the spot
Peelin' ya top
Air 'em out,
Ten men drop from one shot
Murder plot, chasin' 'em down
Around the clock
Won't stop 'til them see
Them own blood cover the block
The undercover forces
And politicians endorse it
It's millionaires in it so
Now the business is corporate
[muffled music playing]
If you're looking for it
Across the water
They outsource it
The second li'l mama slip,
They taking her on a trip
If the money's right
They'll put their own sister
Out on the strip
Got judges and officers in it
So they have to deny it,
And other prominent people
Who know it's happening
Are quiet
I told I was prepared,
So when you doubt what I said,
I pull up and start slappin'
The dreams outta ya head
I'm starving to murk 'em all
And that hunger gotta be fed,
Cause women are being led
To whoever's
Dropping the bread
No negotiating
All they gon' hear
Is the heat bussin'
Hey, handsome.
You want a dance?
-No, I'm cool.
-You want something else?
I'm alright.
Uh, wait, wait.
Actually.
Have you seen her around?
Yeah, that's Creed's property.
What do you mean?
[Golden sighs]
When you're somebody's
property, they own you.
And they don't let you go.
Does somebody own you?
Yeah.
-Wanna get outta here?
-Hell yeah.
Let's go.
Wait, I gotta get my sister.
[rapid footsteps]
[door clicks]
What the fuck's going on?
Oh, nothing important,
just going out for a li'l party.
What do you mean,
you fuckin' with me?
-[punch lands]
-[groaning in pain]
[grunting angrily]
[smack]
[thuds]
[body hits the floor]
-You all right?
-Mm-hmm.
Behind you.
Behind you, behind you!
[loud thud]
[heavy kick to the ribs]
[thuds to the floor]
[grunting]
[bone cracking]
[screaming in pain]
[slamming]
[heavy breathing]
Let's go.
Get the fuck outta here.
Kill everybody who's in it,
They're abducting one a minute
'Cause you let your
Son or daughter
Just walk around unattended
They coming to ya, strong arm
Or they use a recruiter,
They're runnin' through ya
Whether you
A middle schooler or cougar
[indistinct conversation]
[heavy punches]
[body thudding to the ground]
Pop, pop, I bust in the spot
Peelin' ya top,
Air 'em out,
Ten men drop from one shot
Murder plot, chasin' 'em down
Around the clock,
Won't stop 'til them see
Them own blood cover the block
Pop, pop, I bust in the spot
Peelin' ya top,
Air 'em out,
Ten men drop
[car engine starts]
[engine revving]
["The Dark" by
WEARETHEGOOD & Lynnea playing]
Don't be afraid of the dark,
Be careful with stars
Baby, get me the coat rack.
Give me the coat rack
by the fuckin' door.
[staggered breathing]
-Baby, get me the coat rack.
-Please, wake up, please.
Hey, what are you doing?
You want her to live,
then you can let me do this.
[music continues]
Please, please
It's alright, it's alright.
Don't be afraid of the dark,
Be careful with stars
Not every light
Is gonna guide you
[music intensifies]
[groans]
[music fades]
[phone rings]
Wassup, bruh?
[Lefty] Come on outside, baby,
I got ya.
I'm out here
waiting for you, man!
Alright, man, here I come.
-Rise and shine!
-Yep.
[groans]
[whispers] Gettin' old, man!
[groans]
[door latch opens]
My man, Golden.
Baby, you alright?
[birds chirping]
What's goin' on with you?
How you feelin'?
Good, baby. You alright?
What's goin' on?
You look good!
-Whatcha got in that box?
-I got some fritters!
Hmm, let me see?
Them ain't no fritters, man!
They're apple fritters'
first cousin, dawg.
Okay, so they eat like fritters
but they ain't really fritters
for real?
[chuckles] What the hell's up
with you and these fritters?
-[both chuckle]
-[Lefty] Oh, shit.
Here we go, here comin'
this motherfucker, goddamn.
Lemme ask you a question.
What the fuck is wrong
with y'all, man?
I got three people in ICU.
What part of being quiet
don't you two motherfuckers
understand?
Let me get
one of those fritters, bro.
[Calhoun] Jesus Christ!
What the fuck is this?
GMO fritters?
Fuck! I'm not
eating that bullshit!
You can stick that up your ass!
Golden?
The people describe you
to a T, bro!
Say you came in and tore up
the whole goddamn place!
They also tell you how they
holding women
against their will
in there, motherfucker?
-And how you know that?
-'Cause I've seen it.
Really?
I need hard evidence.
I got the evidence.
You find anything
on Bobb's phone?
Tech support is going through
the phone right now.
What kind of evidence you got?
You on some bullshit, man.
I ain't got time for this.
I'm tryin' to save your
fuckin' ass, bro!
Why Why you so violent?
You weren't raised
like that, dawg.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Jesus Christ, you're gonna
fuck around and have a stroke!
Be a special needs detective.
Right side fucked up.
Man, fuck you!
How's mama doin'?
I'm good, bro.
I'mma stay calm, alright?
Why don't you call your mother
sometimes, you fat bitch?
Stick it up your own ass!
Man, look, fuck that shit, man.
Get your daughter, man.
Fuck he talkin' about.
Yeah, why?
Hmm, now I'm gonna need
some compensation for that.
I do too much shakin'
and bakin' to be taking a loss!
[chuckle]
Yeah, okay.
Now you talkin',
now you talkin', my man.
[footwear thuds]
[Creed exhales]
[footsteps approaching]
Oh shit! Excuse me, boss?
Ay, look. We got a emergency.
Somebody hit the Brace Building
last night
and stole
a few of your hoes.
Well, goddammit, who did it?
See, I don't know,
I was here with you.
Have you thought about
checking the cameras, fellas?
Naw man, look, 'm just
relaying the message.
Fucking incompetent clowns!
-Fuck me!
-Wait, excuse me, man.
First of all, you not gonna be
talking to me like that!
You better have some
motherfucking respect!
You can talk to these niggas
like that,
and you can talk to your hoes
like that!
But you need to have some
fucking respect for me, man!
Oh, okay, Cat Daddy!
[scoffs]
I'll tell you what, though,
li'l half-breed motherfucker,
if you don't like
the way I run my business?
You can get the fuck on!
Nobody coming between me
and my empire. You can bet that!
Half-breed motherfucker? Okay!
I'mma see you later,
half-breed ass niggas!
-Get the fuck outta here!
-Alright, I'll see you later.
Get the
get the fuck outta here!
And your motherfucking hands!
[angrily]
Go find out who did it!
[footsteps receding]
Fucking clowns,
half-breed ass motherfucker!
-[glass clinking, thudding]
-[indistinct]
Fuck!
[Lefty] The thing is, though.
This slick motherfucker's
always out of town.
So you can't really
trust nobody!
We just gotta be on our own
to do this shit
for the most part.
I mean, my brother Avery's
helpin' us the best he can.
But I don't know man,
sometimes
like you know you'd be wondering
what's he doin' for real.
It's okay look at me,
look at me, it's okay
Look at me, calm down,
calm down. You are okay.
You're okay!
We're good.
He saved us!
His name is Golden,
and he's looking for Lemon Drop.
Is she hearing impaired?
Deaf! Do't say
hearing impaired.
It makes them feel handicapped.
She can't hear me though, right?
Bro!
She wants to know
what you want with Lemon Drop.
Her name's Danna
and she's my daughter.
She said he's not
letting her go.
-Yes, the fuck he is!
-Relax baby, calm down
It's not her fault.
'mon now.
Now, why he won't let her go?
Okay eat your food.
Eat as much as you
want to, okay?
It's alright
It's okay
[soft, emotional music playing]
This is crazy!
What my sister was explaining
was how these pimps
break these girls' heads!
They come around,
make 'em feel special,
act like they care
Being homeless
and living on the streets
can take a lot away from you.
So when a guy with a nice outfi
and a nice smile comes around
and says all the right things
they fall for it
easily!
I'm nervous, Daddy.
Oh, I know.
I know
It's okay.
You trust me, right?
Right?
You know Daddy knows best?
[emotional music continues]
Take one of these.
It's gonna help
take the edge off, okay?
This is gonna
take you to heaven.
[deep inhale, exhale]
Good good girl!
Good girl!
[door knocks]
Show time!
[door opens]
[chuckles]
Wassup?
[door creaks, shuts]
May I present to you
Woo! Yeah!
Lemon Drop!
["Thing of Beauty" by
WEARETHEGOOD & Lynnea playing]
But I was just imagining
Now I'm collecting dust
So far from what was
[woman moans]
We were a thing
A thing of beauty
But we faded over time
[moaning continues]
And now it's like
You never knew me
You erased us from your mind
You took a new color
And you covered
The portrait underneath
We were a thing,
A thing of beauty
But now the beauty
Can't be seen
Though you ripped my canvas
Heart to shreds
I'm learning to refashion it
Every brush stroke
Getting bolder
Brand new me hardly know her
We were a thing,
A thing of beauty
But we faded over time
And now it's like
You never knew me
You took a new color
And you covered
The portrait underneath
[moans]
But now the beauty
Can't be seen
[song fades out]
I'm sorry
Don't worry, baby.
We're gonna get her, okay?
We gotch you.
It's okay.
On this one, I gotch you.
Is there any way
'all can help me?
You got an address,
names,
anything?
Please?
Linwood.
That's where the monsters are.
I'm gonna show them a monster.
Let's roll, Left.
Whoa, hold on.
Wait, wait, wait. Baby.
I need you to listen to me
for just a second okay?
When you see Creed,
you can't put hands on him.
I'm gonna beat the fuck
out of that motherfucker.
I hear you, I do.
But if you harm Creed
in front of Danna,
you may lose her.
And right now Danna needs
all the love you can give her.
You hear me, baby?
Are you hearing me?
Now go get your baby.
[door creaks open]
[door shuts]
We should beat the pimp's ass
right in front of ginger.
Fuck their head up.
[Golden] That shit crazy.
Oh fuck.
-You ready?
-I'm ready, man.
But I got a surprise for you,
you're not gonna believe this
Where the fuck did you
get that from?
[chuckles]
I took it off Avery.
Caught my man and slipped it.
-Man, what the fuck!
-Come on, let's get in.
[indistinct conversation]
All queen, motherfucker!
All queen! What you
talkin' about, y'all?
Yo, I got somethin'
for you, alright?
[door slams]
Hands up, hands up,
motherfucker.
Y'all play too goddamn much.
Sit yo ass back!
I ain't fuckin' with y'all.
Go, go, go, go.
I got this, this is light work.
Go get your daughter.
Ah! Don't try it motherfucker,
don't play me.
Play the lottery instead.
You gotta better chance
of winning.
Fuck around and be dead.
How can we be certain?
Hard to be faithful to peace
When them streets
Keep flirtin'
The playbook was written out
From day one
To make a nigga fail
When they do
The same shit we do,
Just on a bigger scale
Coke, prostitution
And liquor sales,
Pills and pistols prevalent
Wherever the puller
Of the trigger dwells
How can the preacher man
Talk me off my paper block,
If the tears of my own mama
Couldn't make me stop
Now I feel America's
Gravity,
After being unfairly
Impacted
By felonies
Tatted on the back of me
Equality in fact is
A fallacy,
All my habits were
Elaborately crafted by
The dragon then passed to me
A sick reality,
Hard for a brother to swallow
Made me replace the love
For our women
With love for the dollar
All the suffering and war,
Well planned
Corruption and fraud,
Destruction of the womb
To stop the reproduction
Of gods
Did you want something, Daddy?
'Cause when the Mack returns
Wide awoke, that's the result
It's the return of the Mack
I'm back for the smoke,
Back to fix all of the
Practices them savages broke
Where the fuck
is your gun and badge?
He took your shit off the table?
He he did, he did.
Hey, I'm the police,
I don't give a fuck
what you're talking about.
You ai't no
motherfucking cop, bro.
You talk too motherfucking much.
Nigga, I told you to stay still.
Your mother's gonna be on
Facebook with a GoFundMe page
tryin' to bury your bitch ass.
I know you ai't
got no goddamn insurance.
No life insurance,
no car insurance
and no goddamn dental insurance.
You don't floss, do you?
You're making the whole
house stink, you motherfucker.
Smile, bitch!
You've got nice teeth though.
Every black organization
With merit gets discredited
By agencies of the government
That sever the head of it
The school system suppresses
The historical evidence
CIA hits signed off by
Y'all's presidents
Military personnel running up
In your residence,
Personal deficits cause we're
Economically negligent
They'll never let you
Stand on the same plane
That they are,
Soon as you start exposing
They ass
You on the radar
It's the return of the Mack
I'm back for the smoke,
Back to fix all of the
Practices them savages broke
[footsteps retreating quickly]
'Cause when the Mack returns
Wide awoke, that's the result
[feet slam on the floor]
-[punch lands]
-[man grunts]
[heavy punch lands]
[Lefty] Oh shit! Whoohoo!
[gunshot]
[groans in pain]
-[heavy punch lands]
-[body thuds]
[music fades out]
[Golden] So I'm gonna
ask you this once.
Where's Jebediah Creed?
[spits]
I ain't no snitch, nigga.
Okay.
Fuck you!
[muffled screams]
-[Golden grunting angrily]
-[gagged yelps]
[heavy punch]
[Golden grunting with each hit]
[blood oozing]
[uncomfortable silence]
[whispers] Shit.
Oh, hell no!
Look.
They got something going on
at the St. Regis Hotel
and after that, they
they supposed to kill some girl.
But that's all I know.
I swear to God,
that's all I know!
-Oh, that's it?
-Yeah.
[softly] Okay.
[whispering] Let me see that.
Wai wait!
Wait! W-wa-wa-wait!
Is is
Is-is-is is this
about something else?
Woah! Wai wait!
[breathes heavily]
[panicked breathing continues]
[gunshot]
["Braver" by
WEARETHEGOOD & Lynnea playing]
I see it in your eyes
The hesitation
You can't let fear survive
The world needs savin'
So push your doubts aside
Don't be complacent
This is your chance to rise
You've gotta take it
Take a breath
You can handle this
There's gonna be some
Danger, danger, danger!
You're only gettin'
Braver, braver, braver!
[song fades out]
Yo!
What the fuck is
wrong with you, nigga? Huh?
-Hold on, hold on!
-Get the fuck out of here.
Stay out of this shit, Lefty.
Woah, man!
-The fuck?
-Huh?
We just found
four more bodies, motherfucker!
And two niggas got their head
smashed in look like
fuckin' hamburger meat.
-Fuck the niggas!
-No, fuck you.
-No, nigga. Fuck you.
-Fuck you, nigga.
I'm out here doin' your
motherfuckin' job, nigga.
Trackin' down leads.
Look, I ain't
showin' nobody mercy.
Anybody get in my way,
I'm fuckin' them whole.
-Who are you?
-Nigga, fuck you.
I'm not scared of you.
I'll fuck you up, nigga.
-Let's get to it then.
-Big bad Golden!
Ain't showin' no fuckin' mercy.
So, you're gonna charge in
and beat everybody's ass.
That's your fuckin' plan?
-Yep.
-Fuck you, nigga.
Hey, slow down, man.
Chill out, man.
Jus' chill the fuck out.
-What y'all doin'?
-Get out the fuckin' way, Lefty.
That's your plan, nigga?
Just charge in
and beat everybody's ass?
I'm tryin' to keep your
angry ass outta prison, bro.
That's what I'm tryna do.
But you won't fuckin' listen.
Man, I don't give a fuck.
'll do life for my baby, dawg!
And I'll swear on anything.
Let me tell you
something, nigga.
I's too dangerous out here
for you to be looking for Danna.
Not for them. For you!
You go back in
and everything we done,
everything you've done
All for nothing.
Don't make no fuckin' sense.
You go back to prison,
and Danna's out here with
no protector.
Now you tell me if that
makes some fuckin' sense.
You gotta wake up, bruh.
That fuckin' angry
shit inside of you,
you're outta control, bro.
Goin' around with this fuckin'
killin' people, beatin' people,
smashin' their fuckin' heads in?
Now, all that rage worked
when we was in the war,
it saved lives.
But this shit out here
is a different kinda war, bro.
And our enemy
is in our fuckin' neighborhoods.
And they're ragin' war
and wagin' war
in our neighborhoods, bro.
Bud, listen to me.
All I'm tryin' to say
is you gotta use your mind, bro.
It's a different kinda war
out here now.
You understand me?
Somethin' happen to you,
Danna's done, bruh.
Let me tell you something, bruh.
I used to be just like you, bro.
Wild and crazy.
And you know who hit me to game?
Your pop.
[triumphant beats]
Your pops was my best friend.
And I miss him
every fuckin' day.
Your pop taught me
how to move, bruh.
So, you gotta trust me, man.
Gotta take my lead.
And I promise you
on my life.
We gon' find your daughter.
We family, bruh.
And I love you.
I love you too.
I gotta get back, bruh.
Hold on, man.
[car revving in the background]
I'm sorry, man. I was just
I was jus'
playin' with you, bruh.
[emotional music continues]
Know what?
All these years
this is the kind of disrespect
I've been talkin' about.
Punch you upside your
big ass head.
Okay.
You gonna slap me
one more time?
Alright.
I'm tired of that shit.
You my bigger brother.
You wanna slap me?
I'll slap your punk ass back
one day.
-I love you.
-It's alright. Love you too man.
[heartwarming beats playing]
Y'all make a motherfucker
wanna drink, bruh.
[Calhoun] God damn!
[heartwarming music fades]
["Show Me What You Got"
by MooveKa playing]
[woman] Wreck yourself, fool.
[woman laughs]
Goddamn, Jodi Sako!
What the fu-- Wassup!
Nigga, what's goin' on with you?
-Dang!
-Your stay lackin', nigga.
-Your ass think I was lackin'.
-Eh, what was you gon' do?
I was gonna blow your
motherfucking head off.
What's up?
What got you all in?
You already know
what's goin' on.
What we on tonight?
I want that nigga
Jebediah Creed.
That's what I want.
He gotta go.
I hear you.
I wish I would have you all.
I'm gonna check out the scene
for you. Aight?
Why you do that?
That's what the fuck
I'm talking about.
You already know.
Gotch you, my nigga.
Got you.
No doubt.
That's why I love you,
my nigga.
Ha ha ha!
[music ends]
[seatbelt clicks]
Yeah, man.
This is it, bro.
[car engine idling]
Is she in there, too?
Yup, she's in there.
What's the plan gon' be?
What you wanna do?
I'm gonna walk in there,
motherfucker.
I'mma walk out with my baby.
That's the plan?
Okay.
You go in there
and be safe, alright?
I need you to stay out here,
dawg, just in case.
I got your back, man.
Be safe in there.
Alright?
Be safe.
Appreciate you.
[distant bell tolling]
Take that.
Thank you. Right this way.
[footsteps fading away]
Wassup, wassup, my brother!
How you feelin', man?
Good, good.
Invitation only.
-Come on, man.
-Invitation only, brother.
Alright, man.
[distant party music thumping]
Hey, how you doin'?
My nigga Golden!
Wassup, baby?
Jodi motherfucking Sako!
How you doin'? Girl, you lookin'
gooder than a motherfucker!
I'm good baby. You know.
Doing what I do.
Just until I'm the boss,
a little light work.
I feel it.
What the guy goin' on about?
One of the players wanted to
get together to
discuss the future of sex work.
You talking about them hoes?
Oh, no, Daddy!
Watch your mouth.
The bitches get offended.
We say "sex workers" now.
You're right. I get it.
Everybody's offensive
nowadays, right?
You know. You know.
Would you let me slide up
in there with you?
Oh, baby, you know you ain't
got to ask.
They gonna lose their minds
when they see me walking in
with yo' ass. Let's go.
-Agreed.
-Invitation.
Thank you.
Right around this way.
-Got you, bro.
-Appreciate you.
["No Cap" by
Yarin Primak playing]
[glasses clink]
[inaudible]
[song continues]
[inaudible]
[music continues]
[inaudible]
-[music growing distant]
-[coughing]
-[hard strike]
-[groans]
[muffled music continues]
[feet scraping on the ground]
[music pacing up]
[music ends]
[faint water droplets echoing]
[soft, mocking chuckle]
Golden!
Tell me, man.
What idiot named you
Golden, anyway?
[sinister music playing]
Y'know, I'm gettin' real sick
of these fucking phone calls
about you
fucking with my business.
Fuckin' make it make sense, man.
[sinister music continues]
For what?
I'm talkin' to you.
You wanna make it make sense?
I'm just lookin' for
my daughter Danna.
[mocking]
"Lookin' for my daughter."
[rustling of coat fabric]
You mean my Lemon Drop?
[faint water droplets]
You know why we call her
Lemon Drop, right?
Every fucking party
I took her to, she wet the bed.
[slow, thumping music]
I finally got her potty trained.
And now you want her?
[scoffs]
[breathes sharply]
[sinister music playing]
Fuck it.
You can have her.
Soon as you pay me back
every fucking dime
I invested in her.
Not a penny less.
I ain't giving you shit.
Punk motherfucker!
Oh
Did you hear that?
Disrespect.
Fine.
It's all good.
[chuckles]
No problems.
You know what?
I'll keep your daughter.
Golden.
See the irony there?
[chuckles]
You know, Golden
You may be her father.
But I'm her daddy.
Her real daddy, nigga.
[whispering] Daddy.
Daddy.
[faintly chuckles]
Have a good night, light boy.
Time to make some lemonade.
[chuckles]
When my guests leave,
he dies right there.
["Game Over" by
Quinten Coblentz playing]
[music tempo rises]
[music fades]
[heavy breathing]
[ambient traffic noise]
[cocks gun]
[car door opens, shuts]
-Lefty Logistics!
-Hey, man. How you doin', bro?
Good, man. Looks like
a reunion around here.
Yeah, man.
Lemme ask you a question.
You seen Golden around here?
I just seen him a second ago.
With a security guard.
If you see him again, man,
let him know I'm tryna
find him. Please?
-Gotchu. Good seeing you, bruh.
-My man.
-You, too, man.
-Yeah.
-Stay strong, man.
-You know we do, man.
God bless you.
[punch landing heavily]
[loud banging on door]
Fuck.
[faint whistling]
Back the fuck up!
Back the fuck up!
Come on, baby. Let's go, man.
Come on, Golden.
Get up, man.
[punch landing heavily]
Dang! You all AI generated built
motherfuckers. Shit.
[intense, uplifting music]
Where's Jebediah Creed?
Get your worthless
motherfuckin' ass over here.
Can't stand this shit!
Yo're more trouble than yo're
mortherfucking worth.
-I'm sorry, I'm so--
-Shut up!
Just shut the fuck up!
What's the fuckin' deal?
What?
Man, he in there. Just relax.
Is he comin' out?
What you doin'? What?
Nigga, you lollygagging?
You, ain't telli' me nothi'.
I mean, he might be, nigga.
Just fucking calm down.
Well, nigga.
Take me to the store.
I need some blunts.
We come back,
we gonna get his ass.
[engine revs]
Clifford, take this
worthless bitch
over to the biker pit.
And let them wild motherfuckers
have their way with her.
When they done,
take her to the warlords
and let them
dump cum in her ass.
Then throw this fuckin'
bitch in the river.
[sinister beats]
Bitch! You should've known
not to bite the hand
that feed you.
Come on!
Come on!
-[neck snaps]
-[body thuds]
[sinister beats fade]
Hey, pumpkin head.
It's me.
I'm your father.
[distantly] Daddy!
Hey, pumpkin head!
-Here you go.
-Thank you.
You're welcome.
[bangs heavily]
You gonna let this man
take my family away from me?
Mommy!
Please, wake up.
Mommy!
[haunting, melancholic melody]
[young Danna sobbing]
[Creed] Lemon Drop!
Bitch, come to Daddy.
Danna!
I'm your father, okay?
Lemon Drop!
Bitch, get over here.
-Danna!
-Yeah, I'm coming.
Get here.
Danna
I'm her real daddy, nigga.
It's my Lemon Drop.
She's special.
Take one of these.
[sinister music]
It's gonna help
take the edge off, okay?
[eerie music playing]
I got something
real special right here.
C'mere. She like it,
don't you, bitch?
Clifford, take this
worthless bitch
over to the biker pit.
And throw this fuckin'
bitch in the river.
I'm her daddy, nigga.
-Danna!
-I'm her real--
[loud crash]
What the fuck?
Oh, my God!
I told you I was gonna get this
bitch ass nigga.
Nigga, you're excited
over a mistake.
You ain't get shit.
A mistake or not,
I got this nigga.
Let's go.
Goofballed him all head ass.
["Get Dangerous" by
Frank Bentley & Anthony Mareo]
You okay?
-[Danna sobs]
-[fast tempo music playing]
Dangerous,
'Cause it can get dangerous
[Danna cries]
Lefty. Let's go!
[music continues]
[music fades]
["One - Alternative"
by Barrows and Sun playing]
[footsteps]
Woah!
-This is nice.
-Yeah, it is!
I'm gonna take some pictures.
Ha! Come on, baby!
Look at this fool.
What up, dawg?
Y'all good?
Woohoo!
My family!
Look at y'all!
Alright, alright!
Hey, ladies! How y'all doing?
Y'all good?
-Like this?
-It is. It is.
Y'all did all this work
for Calhoun to take the credit.
Crazy.
It ain't even about that.
The main thing is
my baby back home.
[phone vibrates]
Waddup, bro?
Yeah.
He right here.
It's Avery, man.
[distant murmurs of a crowd]
Ay, waddup, bro?
Yo! Why you callin' me
on Lefty's phone?
Cause, your phone keep
going to voicemail.
I just sent you somethin'
on Lefty's phone.
Take a look at it.
You gotta get out of that
fuckin' community center
right now, bruh.
["OMG" by Vic Sage playing]
[woman on the phone]
Hey, it's me.
We got a problem.
Call me back asap.
What the fuck? Why is nobody
answering their phones?
It's about that Danna girl.
Her father and the lot
causing trouble.
I thought that fucker
had a life.
-What is happe--
-Shush.
What the fuck? I've been
calling everybody.
Why ain't nobody
answering their phones?
This is about that Danna girl.
We need to get rid of her.
Her father and the lot
causing trouble.
I thought that fucker
had a life.
Yo, answer the phone.
I know a couple of guys
who'll dump her
in the river for us.
Oh my god Im just playing
With em now yeah
Oh my god what
They saying say it loud yeah
No, no, no, no!
Baby, baby! Wait.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
She is not worth it, sweety.
[voices on radio]
[car engine hums]
[footsteps running]
Let me through!
Let me through!
Step the fuck back.
Goddammit!
Oh my god what
They saying say it loud yeah
Oh my God!
This lady is dead.
[music rises]
Ma'am?
Ma'am, look at me.
Ma'am, look at me.
Stay calm.
Put your knife down.
Just put the knife down.
Just drop it.
[knife clatters]
[woman whimpers]
Ma'am, listen.
You have the right
to remain silent.
No.
She was supposed to help.
But she got my daughter killed.
Stop! Stop talking.
I can't respect it
Im in the gym
But I am not flexing
Anything you say or do
can be used against you
in a court of law.
You understand that?
You have the right
to an attorney.
If you can't find one,
the court will appoint one
to you.
Do you understand the rights
I've read you?
Do you understand?
Yes!
Shooting like Luka
I told em next just
[footsteps fading away]
[music fades]
[footsteps approaching]
Hey, everybody! How y'all doin'?
-Good.
-Hey, young lady.
So good to see you.
So good to see you.
-Great we got you, bubba.
-Mm-hmm.
-It's good to see you.
-Good to see you, too.
[whispers] Goodness.
So, what's that all about?
A lot of shit, bro.
So what happened was, we were
on our way to arrest Jenny
for her involvement in a large
sex trafficking operation.
Tech support pulled up
some information
that linked Jenny
to kidnapping, sex trafficking,
and the murder
of several young ladies.
With all that, she got
what she deserved. So
I hear you. But uh
[dry chuckle]
Jenny had some information
that would've blown the lid off
this sex trafficking ring.
It's just big.
It's massive.
Lots of people involved.
[distant traffic sounds]
And to be honest with y'all,
we just gettin' started.
I gotta get back inside.
And y'all gotta get your asses
off my crime scene. Okay?
Alright, man.
Appreciate everything.
Appreciate you
trustin' me, bruh.
Most def.
I told you we gonna
find your baby, bro.
-Most def. Appreciate it, man.
-God bless your baby.
[patting on shoulders]
Good to see you.
I'm so happy you're safe.
Thank you.
Thank you all
for your hard work.
Thank you for everything.
Bruh, couldn't have done this
without you.
[whimpering]
[patting on shoulders]
I love you, bruh.
[narrator] This maybe a movie.
What's happening to women
in the real world is no fiction
They're being abducted,
manipulated,
and forced into the
dark underworld
of human sex trafficking
every single day.
It's an industry built on lies,
violence and exploitation.
One that thrives in the shadows
And while it may seem too big,
too powerful to stop,
we cannot sit back and act like
we don't have a part to play.
We cannot pretend like
it's someone else's problem.
What is beyond our control
is the size and the scale
of this sick trade.
What's not beyond our control i
how we each respond.
As men we have a duty.
A duty to protect
the women in our lives
The women in our communities
who are fallin' prey
to these predators.
It's on us to create a world
where they don't have to
fear walking down the street.
Where they don't have to live
in constant anxiety
about possibly becoming
another victim.
We can't afford to look away
or just shrug it off.
Their safety's
our responsibility.
These women are not to be
disrespected or degraded.
They're not bitches or hoes.
They are our mothers.
Our daughters.
Our sisters.
The ones who give life.
The ones who hold families
and communities together.
And it's time we start
treating them as such.
And it's time we start
standing up for them.
By any means necessary.
'Cause if we don't,
then who will?
["Return of the Mack"
by K-Rino playing]
You didn't expect
To see me again
Especially this version
The greatest plot
Ever committed
Is to condition a man
To do the dirt then convict
Him after he did it
Where we're living
The conditions are primitive
When opportunities are limited
Incarceration is imminent
Knowing I had a purpose,
You decided I don't
Telling me I need to change
When my environment won't
We know time and prison
Is hell,
But out here it gets worse
Cause long before they
Kill your body dead,
The spirit is first
We participate
In their efforts
Hoping they would respect us,
But we're hated
By a government
We pay to oppress us
They built the lust for dope
And street power
And made it infectious
Now we're treacherous as hell
And our behavior is reckless
Of a hustler bloodline
I was deemed a disciple
I'm the product of a
Generational means of survival
These damn demons
Never told a black man
That he was someone,
Treat a man like an animal
Long enough, he'll become one
It's the return of the Mack,
I'm back for the smoke
Back to fix all of the
Practices them savages broke
I recognized who the beast was
And had to revolt
'Cause when the Mack returns
Wide awoke, that's the result
It's the return of the Mack,
I'm back for the smoke
Back to fix all of the
Practices them savages broke
I recognized who the beast was
And had to revolt
'Cause when the Mack returns
Wide awoke, that's the result
They say patience is power,
How can we be certain?
Hard to be faithful to peace
When them streets
Keep flirtin'
The playbook was written out
From day one
To make a nigga fail,
When they do
The same shit we do,
Just on a bigger scale
Coke, prostitution
And liquor sales,
Pills and pistols prevalent
Wherever the puller
Of the trigger dwells
How can the preacher man
Talk me off my paper block,
If the tears of my own mama
Couldn't make me stop
Now I feel America's
Gravity,
After being unfairly impacted
By felonies
Tatted on the back of me
Equality in fact is
A fallacy
All my habits were
Elaborately crafted by
The dragon then passed to me
A sick reality,
Hard for a brother to swallow
Made me replace the love
For our women
With love for the dollar
All the suffering and war,
Well planned
Corruption and fraud,
Destruction of the womb
To stop the reproduction
Of gods
It's the return of the Mack,
I'm back for the smoke
Back to fix all of the
Practices them savages broke
I recognized who the beast wa
And had to revolt
'Cause when the Mack returns
Wide awoke, that's the result
It's the return of the Mack,
I'm back for the smoke
Back to fix all of the
Practices them savages broke
I recognized who the beast was
And had to revolt
'Cause when the Mack returns
Wide awoke, that's the result
They deflect blame on us
And stack criticism,
Recidivism, revolving door
Back to the prison
Son of perdition put us
In a detracted position,
So to see a changed ex-con's
A miraculous vision
America don't want her slaves
To be decent,
Kill as many niggas you want,
But you bet not teach 'em
Potential leaders of men
Turn to straight dope fiends,
You can make hoes as long as
You don't make no queens
Every black organization
With merit gets discredited,
By agencies of the government
That sever the head of it
The school system suppresses
The historical evidence
CIA hits signed off by
Y'all's presidents
Military personnel running up
In your residence,
Personal deficits cause we're
Economically negligent
They'll never let you
Stand on the same plane
That they are,
Soon as you start exposing
They ass
You on the radar
It's the return of the Mack,
I'm back for the smoke
Back to fix all of the
Practices them savages broke
I recognized who the beast was
And had to revolt
'Cause when the Mack returns
Wide awoke, that's the result
[music fades]