All Eyez on Me Page #2

- Legs!

- Hey, little baby girl.

Over there learning

your school work?

Yes.

All right. I can't read

or I would help you.

What's up, man?

How you doin"?

- Maintaining.

- Yeah?

Where your mom at?

I told her

I was coming over here.

She in that room.

Come outside, let me talk

to you right quick. Mm?

There you go.

Don't nothin' compete

with that paper,

you know what I'm sayin'?

Nothin'. Don't tell your mama

I gave it to you, neither.

You know she gonna make you

buy, like, an encyclopedia

or some sh*t like that.

She a smart woman.

She told me y'all been going

through some things, too.

Yeah.

Look. She's still your mama,

you understand me?

No matter what.

Sometimes people need

to step outside of who they are

to realize

what they can really be.

You feel me?

I feel you.

You need anything, you ask me

about it. I got you.

I appreciate it, man.

- This nigga.

- Hey, man.

You take a vacation on my block?

You ain't got my goddamn

money, though, do you?

Huh?

Is that what you want, homeboy?

That what you want, nigga?

I let you slide,

I got to let everybody slide!

Come on, Legs!

I've done nothin'!

What was going through your head

when your mom says

"You, your sister,

everybody pack up."

We moving again?

No, just us.

Mama's sending us away.

I'm not sending you away.

You're going to stay with a friend

of mine from the movement.

I cannot leave! All right?

Things are finally going good

for me here!

You're goin'. I need to...

figure some stuff out here.

Listen.

I need you...

Come on, baby boy.

I need you to be

the man of the house.

I've been the man in the house.

You think I don't know

what's going on'?

What the hell

that supposed to mean?

You know what it means.

Oh, you got something to say?

Okay. Go on, go on. Say it.

Speak!

I didn't raise you to be silent!

I'm out.

Man, what's wrong?

What's going on?

I gotta f***in' move

to California.

Are you serious right now?

Are you playing with me?

Every time

sh*t start goin' good,

somethin' bad happen.

We're gonna be friends forever.

You and me.

It's all good.

I wrote something for you.

"You are the omega of my heart

The foundation

for my conception of love

When I think of

What a black woman should be

It's you that I first think of

You will never fully understand

How deeply

my heart feels for you

I worry that we'll grow apart

And I'll end up losing you

You bring me to climax

without sex

And you do it all

with regal grace

You are my heart in human form

A friend I could never replace"

That was a'ight.

You ain't even

moved to California yet

and you're already

going soft on me.

- Oh, I'm goin' soft?

- So soft.

You got the tears in your eyes.

The tears flow,

and I'm bein' soft.

I am gonna miss you.

City of Dope, I call it Oak

Can't be broke selling coke

Fat ropes, shattered hopes

Fresh cars and all that dope

I was exposed to a lot of sh*t

when I got to California,

that I didn't see

when I was in Baltimore.

What's up, y'all?

- I'm tired of this!

- C'mon, put the knife down.

- I'm tired of this!

Please!

Put the knife down!

I've seen people

get killed In front of me

the first day I got out there.

I'm just trying

to understand your mindset,

because it must have been

so difficult.

You got uprooted

from New York to Baltimore.

Now you're in California,

and you quit school.

I knew I had to make some money.

So that's when I really

started rappin'.

I met Leila Steinberg,

through this poetry

and hip-hop workshop

that she was having

at her house.

Let's welcome MC New York.

I'm the son of a Panther,

spirit of a rebel

She'd linked me up

with this guy named Atron

who was managing Digital

Underground at the time.

But I'm only 18...

I got you an audition.

Get the f*** outta here.

Are you f***ing kiddin' me

right now'?

Oh, sh*t!

Tupac. Leila can't stop

raving about you.

I hope she's right.

Follow me.

- So you got rhymes, huh?

- Hell, yeah.

And so, they setup a meeting...

- That's him.

- All right.

Wand I got to rap for Shock G.

- What's up, man?

- What's up with you, man?

Shock G. And of course,

you know Money B.

What's up with y'all, man?

Tupac Shakur.

So let's hear your flow.

Yeah! Make some room

'cause I'm kinda wild

That's just my style

Livin' life as a ghetto child

No backln' down

Still smile through the pain

They was feelin' my flow.

And I go! signed.

Welcome to the Underground.

And the next thing

I know, I was on tour.

Chicago! Are y'all ready?

The Underground is in the house.

OK yeah!

Oh, stop whatcha doin'

'Cause I'm about to ruin

The image and the style

that ya used to

I look funny, but, yo,

I'm makin' money, see?

So' yo, world,

I hope you're ready for me

So gather round,

I'm the new foal in town

And my sound's laid down

By the Underground

I drink up all the Hennessy

Ya got on ya shelf

Just let me introduce myself

My name is Humpty

Pronounced with a "umpty"

Yo ladies, oh,

how I like to funk thee

And all the rappers

in the top 10

Please allow me to bump thee

I'm standin' tall, y'all

And just like Humpty Dumpty

You're gonna fab'

When the stereos pump me

I like to rhyme,

I like my beats funky

I'm spunky,

I like my oatmeal lumpy

I'm sick wit dis,

straight gangsta mack

And sometimes I get ridiculous

I'll eat up all your crackers

and your licorice

Hey, yo, fat girl, come here

Are ya ticklish'?

Yeah, I called ya fat

Look at me, I'm skinny

But that ain't stopped me

from gettin' busy

I'm a freak,

I like the girls with the boom

I once got busy

in a Burger King bathroom

I'm crazy Allow me to amaze thee

They say I'm ugly

but it just don't faze me

I'm still gettin' in

the girls' pants

And I even got my own dance

The Humpty Dance is your chance

To do the hump

Oh, do me baby,

do the Humpty Hump

Ah, do the Humpty Hump

Yeah! Ah, do the Humpty Hump

Watch you do the Humpty Hump

Yo, Chicago, we love y'all.

Digital Underground

is in the house!

Thank you!

Tupac!

Tupac! Tupac! Tupac! Tupac!

So where was

your mother at this time?

She had joined us

in California. All right.

- How was that?

- It was what it was, man.

- Care to elaborate?

- Not really.

What's up, man?

Hey. What up, man?

- Oh, my God! You're back!

- Did you miss me?

- No.

- Oh, you did?

No. So, how was the tour?

It was crazy. It was good,

but it was crazy.

This is how good it was.

There you go.

I see.

- What?

- Nothin"

Sh*t, you need more than that?

Pac! Don't do anything stupid!

I only do this sh*t

'cause you're my girl, Afeni.

I don't do this sh*t

for everybody.

What the f***?

- Hey!

- Hey!

"Yo!

"Yo!

- The lady's my mama!

- Pac, no!

This my mom!

- What you doin', boy?

- It's my mama, man!

- What you think you doin'?

- What are you doin'?

F*** this nigga, man!

What am I doin'?

What are you doin'?

You on this sh*t?

The f*** is the sh*t, man?

- Are you on this sh*t?

- Baby...

- Baby what?

- I got it under control.

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