Bashment Page #8

EVERY LAST ONE OF US.

AIN'T YOU?

WHY DID YOU WANNA BE AN EMCEE?

ALL THE WAY OUT THERE

IN COW COUNTRY?

BECAUSE YOU WANTED

TO BE A NIGGA?

OR BECAUSE YOU KNEW

YOU WERE ONE?

WHAT IS IT YOU RELATED TO?

THE PASSION?

THE RAGE FOR HOW F***ED UP

AND UNEVEN AND UNFAIR

THIS WORLD IS?

YOU COME IN HERE TALKING,

"I WANNA FEEL THE HATE."

YOU ALREADY FEEL IT.

WE ALL FEEL IT.

WE'RE ALL NIGGAS,

AND WE ALL HATE QUEERS,

INCLUDING YOU.

ME?

YES, YOU.

YEAH, YOU.

[EGGY]

AIN'T YOU HERE IN HERE WITH ALL

OF US?

UNDER THE SAME LAWS?

UNDER THE SAME RELIGIONS?

[SAM]

YOU WATCH YOUR HANDS

IN CONVERSATION,

AND YOU WONDER:

HOW GAY YOU LOOK.

YOU BUILD UP AN ARMOR

OF MUSCLES, LIKE A BILLBOARD

THAT ADVERTISES YOUR

MASCULINITY,

AND STILL YOU WONDER

WHAT EARTHLY USE YOU ARE

IF YOU DON'T PROCREATE.

YOU WONDER WHAT IT IS THA MADE YOU QUEER.

WAS YOU BORN LIKE IT?

OR DID YOUR MOTHER ROCK YOU

WRONG IN THE CRADLE,

OR HAVE YOU GOT A WOMAN'S BRAIN

IN A MAN'S BODY?

WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU?

WHY THE F*** ARE YOU?

YOU MARCH, AND YOU CHANT,

AND YOU LAUGH IN THE FACE

OF THOSE WHO SPIT AND SHI ON YOU AND TELL YOURSELF

YOU CAN BE GAY AND PROUD

AND STILL BE A MAN.

YOU CAN BE BLACK IN THIS WORLD

AND STILL BE A MAN.

BUT THEN:

THERE'S THE DOUB THERE'S YOUR HATE.

AND THERE'S YOUR NIGGA.

TRYING TO BE A MAN IN A WORLD

THAT SAYS YOU CAN'T.

TRYING TO BE HERE IN A WORLD

THAT SAYS YOU AIN'T.

AND THE BEST YOU MANAGE

IS TO BE IS A--

CARTOON.

[EGGY]

YES.

IT'S THE MUSIC.

AND THE PREACHER,

AND THE PLAYGROUND,

AND THE PARENTS,

AND YEAH, THEM LAWS

THAT WAS PUT IN PLACE

BACK IN THE DAY:

BY THE BRITISH EMPIRE.

THE SAME LAWS:

THAT WAS IN PLACE

INNA DIS 'ERE COUNTRY

NOT SO LONG AGO.

IT'S ALL OF THAT,

AND MORE.

THERE AIN'T ONE REASON

WHY NIGGAS HATE QUEERS.

THERE IS EVERY REASON.

'CAUSE WE'RE ALL

QUEERS.

WE'RE ALL NIGGAS.

STRUGGLING TO BE MEN.

UNABLE TO HANDLE YOU,

AND YOUR BOY THERE F***ING.

FORGET THE MEN LOVIN' MEN

BULLSHIT.

IT'S THE F***ING.

THAT'S THE MIND F***.

MEN GETTING:

F***ED!

TOO CLOSE TO THE SITUATION

A NIGGA IS LIVING.

BUT CAN YOU FEEL ME...

NIGGA?

I FEEL YOU,

NIGGA.

THANKS.

FOR WHAT?

HELPING YOU FIND YOUR HATE?

FOR HELPING ME FIND

MY TRUTH.

THAT HATE IS WEAKNESS.

AND LOVERS CAN'T AFFORD

TO BE WEAK.

"THESE ARE THE WORDS

OF MY MASTER,

"KEEP ON TELLING ME, NO WEAK

HEARTS SHALL PROSPER.

AND WHOSOEVER SHALL

DIGGETH A PIT SHALL--

FALL IN IT.

SHALL BURY IN IT.

SO, YOU KNOW YOUR MARLEY.

HE'S MY PROPHET, MAN.

"I DON'T FEAR

THEIR HUMILIATION,

"JUST TO PROVE

MY DETERMINATION,

"I DON'T YIELD TO TEMPTATION.

"I HAVEN'T LEARNED MY LESSON

IN REVELATION.

"THE ROAD OF LIFE IS ROCKY,

"AND YOU MAY STUMBLE TOO,

"AND WHILE YOU POIN YOUR FINGER,

"SOMEONE ELSE IS JUDGING YOU.

"WOULD YOU LET THE SYSTEM

LET YOU KILL YOUR BROTHER MAN?

"NO, DREAD, NO.

"WELL, THE BIGGEST MAN

I EVER DID SEE...

"WAS--

"A BABY."

WE GOIN' A HELL,

INNIT MAN?

HUSH, MAN.

WE'RE ALREADY THERE,

INNIT?

WE'VE ALREADY GONE.

"LET THEM ALL PASS

THEIR DIRTY REMARKS.

"THERE'S ONLY ONE THING

I'D REALLY LIKE TO ARX.

"IS THERE A PLACE

FOR THE HOPELESS SINNER,

"WHO HAS HURT MANKIND

JUST TO SAVE HIS OWN?"

CUZ, CUZ, CUZ,

CUZ, HUSH.

OH F***, MAN.

WE'RE THERE, MAN.

BURNING FOR SURE.

FOR SURE.

LOST.

LOST.

OUR SOULS IS LOST.

[VENOM SOBS]

HIT ME.

HIT ME.

WE GOTTA DO SOMETHING INNIT?

WE GOT TO MOVE ON,

OR DIE OR SUMMINK.

I WANNA FEEL,

WHASSIT, REMORSE.

AND YOU WANT VENGEANCE,

DON'T YOU?

SO JUST HIT ME,

FOR ALL OF US.

I AIN' GONNA HIT YOU, MAN.

BUT THANKS FOR ASKING.

WELL, IF YOU EVER

CHANGE YOUR MIND,

YOU KNOW WHERE I AM.

IF YOU WANNA:

TALK ABOUT MUSIC,

MARLEY, WHATEVER,

THAT'S COOL.

COOL?

IT'S COOL.

[KARISMA]

THIS WAS TAKEN A WEEK

BEFORE HE KILLED HER.

WITH HIS BARE HANDS.

SHE WAS GETTING TEXTS

FROM A MAN AT WORK,

AND HE THOUGHT SHE WAS

ENCOURAGING HIM.

BY THE TIME I CAME HOME

AND FOUND 'EM,

HE'D HUNG HIMSELF.

NOW YOU TELL ME:

YOU'RE QUALIFIED

TO JUDGE:

A BLACK WOMAN'S PAIN.

DON'T WORRY,

I'M NOT GOING TO CRY.

I'M SORRY.

NO, YOU'RE NOT.

YOU DON'T KNOW THEM.

I KNOW YOU.

NO, YOU DON'T.

I WANT TO.

AND...

I WANT TO BE SORRY.

I'M READY TO BE SORRY.

SEE, I BEEN THINKING.

THINKING?

WHAT NEXT,

FEELING?

ABOUT MY FEMININE SIDE.

DO YOU WANNA SEE IT?

GO ON THEN,

SEEING AS I'M HERE.

[GASPS, LAUGHTER]

WHY, MISS JONES,

YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.

WHERE'D YOU GET THEM?

AGENT PROVOCATEUR?

I BOUGHT THEM ON EBAY.

GOD BLESS THE INTERNET.

SO, THAT GOOD AM I?

ONE VISIT,

AND YOU'RE CONVERTED

FROM LAGER LOU TO LADY-BOY?

NO WONDER:

I CAN'T KEEP A MAN.

I HAD THESE BEFORE YOU.

OH?

IT'S THE THINKING

THAT'S NEW.

NOT THE FEELING.

AND ALL DOWN TO YOU.

AND I'VE BEEN

LISTENING, STUDYING.

YOU CAN CRY IF YOU WANT.

FOR YOUR PARENTS.

I'LL KNOW WHAT TO DO.

WELL, I CAN'T HOLD YOU.

NOT IN HERE.

BUT I'LL WANT TO.

I WON'T LET YOU

CRY ALONE.

WHAT HAPPENED:

TO THE SOLDIER?

HE FOUND SOMETHING NEW

TO FIGHT FOR.

YOU REALLY:

HAVE BEEN STUDYING.

AND LEARNING.

WE ARE ALL N*GGERS,

AND WE'RE ALL QUEERS!

[KARISMA LAUGHS]

NOW I'D WEAR THAT T-SHIRT.

GYAL, YOU SOMETHING ELSE,

YOU KNOW THAT?

ALWAYS GOT A LINE.

AND YOU'VE GO A PRETTY SMILE.

SO, UHM...

YOU AIN'T GOT NO MAN?

ALL THE BEST MEN

ARE QUEER.

[CAR HORN]

[J.J.]

ONE MINUTE, YEAH?

ORLY!

I'M DOING WEE-WEE!

HE'S DOING A WEE-WEE.

HE DOES THAT A LOT.

WE KNOW.

SO YOU'VE GOT A COUPLE

OF CHANGES OF CLOTHES,

IN CASE, YEAH, AND YOU'VE GO BOTH MY MOBILE NUMBERS?

[EGGY]

COOL, BLOOD.

I'VE GOT A KID MYSELF,

TAKE HER OUT EVERY THURSDAY.

I KNOW THE RUNNINGS, MAN.

[ORLY]

MARKY!

MARKY!

MARKY MARK!

MARQUIS, ORLY.

MARQUIS.

DID YOU FLUSH?

COME AND CHECK OU THIS POO FIRST,

IT'S THIS BIG!

LEAD ME TO IT, MAN.

CAN'T WAIT.

COME ON,

BEFORE IT SINKS!

ALL RIGHT, ORLY?

J.J., ME AND MARKY

ARE BUSY.

HOW ABOUT MY GOODBYE KISS?

NO HUG?

I HAVEN' WASHED MY HANDS.

I LOVE YOU!

I KNOW.

YOU'RE ON SPEED-DIAL,

NOW GWAN, ENJOY.

LATERS.

[TOILET FLUSHES]

[EGGY GROANS]

[CAR RADIO]

BOOM GO A GAT...

GWAN PULL THE TRIGGA...

CHI-CHI MAN DIE,

CHI-CHI MAN DIE

I SHOULD HAVE:

SAID SOMETHING.

NEXT TIME.

YEAH, NEXT TIME

THE WHITE BOY'LL TELL

THE BLACK MAN WHAT TO PLAY

IN HIS OWN CAR.

DO YOU HAVE TO BE BLACK

TO HAVE A VOICE, THEN?

IM SORRY, THIS

IS A SH*T DATETTE.

IT'S FINE.

IT'S SH*T.

I SHOULDN'T EVEN

BE HERE.

YOU DESERVE BETTER.

I DON'T THINK YOU REALLY

ARE HERE, ANYWAY.

I DON'T KNOW

WHERE THE F*** I AM.

IF I WAS BLACK,

WOULD YOU BE HERE?

WHAT?

WOULD YOU LOVE ME THEN,

NO MATTER WHAT I DID?

KEVAN.

WE'RE LATE.

[VENOM]

ORLY.

ORLY!

[EGGY]

ORLY!

PIC-N-MIX.

POPCORN, PLEASE.

YOU SAID:

YOU WANTED PIC-N-MIX!

POPCORN, PLEASE.

B*TCH, GIVE ME A POPCORN.

PLEASE.

PLEASE.

THE F***

YOU GRINNING AT?

YOU'D BETTER PRAY

HE DON'T PISS HIS SELF.

THAT'S YOUR DEPARTMENT.

ME? YOU THE ONE

WITH THE KID.

YEAH, WELL,

HE AIN'T MY KID.

I DON'T HARDLY

TOUCH HER.

I AIN'T GONNA BE WIPING

SWEET BOY'S ARSE, AM I?

YOU DON' TOUCH YOUR KID, MAN?

YOUR DADDY TOUCH YOU?

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