Chapter & Verse Page #3

There ain't no "might bes,"

girl. It's either yes or no.

You either with it or you not.

That's all I'm saying.

- And the answer is...

- Okay, I'm with it.

- (all shout)

- She with it!

Ty, I know

that ain't that boy.

Ty.

- Boy, what I tell you...

- Grandma.

...about wearing

your drooping pants?

And you, too.

You pull up them pants.

What you mean, Grandma?

You don't know me like that now.

Boy, if you gonna show your

butt, I'm gonna smack it.

Now, both y'all, pull up your--

pull up your pants.

Get them pants up,

ugly boy.

- Go.

- Ty, why is you...

- Who is that?

- It's just my friends, Grandma.

Come on, Grandma.

Let's just go home.

I don't know what to say

to you no more. I just don't

know what to do with you.

- (laughing)

- Y'all get your pants up.

(doorbell rings)

- Hello.

- Hi.

Miss Maddy:

Hey, Sir Lance, how you doing?

- Hi, Miss Maddy.

- (computer chiming)

- How's the computer doing?

- Oh, the kids love it.

Ty doing his homework.

- They got a class

in video games?

- (chuckles)

Come on, Sir Lance,

have a seat.

- Your granddaughter?

- My neighbor's granddaughter.

But I've been watching her

since she was a tiny thing.

I have two grandmas.

- So, you gonna

come see me dance?

- You can come any Sunday now.

- 10:
45. You can come with me.

- I ain't much for church.

Yeah, that's the same thing

my husband Al said for 42 years.

I wonder what he's telling

the devil right about now.

You saying your husband

went to hell?

I thought the prayers of

your loved ones carried

you through.

Who said I prayed

for his stubborn ass?

Ooh, Grandma Maddy,

you said "ass."

Ass is in the Bible.

Now, turn around.

Now, go on in the back room,

watch TV while I have

my computer class.

Go ahead.

Take that pillow.

Good girl.

(grunts)

(sighs)

- Where you going?

- Out.

You be back

in this house by 8:00.

- You know this

is a school night.

- (door shuts)

He's a good kid.

He just...

needs to be straightened out

every now and then.

Get you a chair

out the kitchen.

- You remember how to look

things up on the Internet?

- Yeah.

What I wanna know is how to

buy things off of this computer.

Well, you gonna need

a credit card or a bank card.

And for some of the sites,

you're gonna have to set up

an online account.

- Let me show you.

- I need you to tell me

what to do

and then I can practice it

on my own, okay?

All right, so, now...

- Go ahead.

- Cool.

- You gonna take the mouse.

- "Take the mouse."

Okay, the mouse.

And you gonna

click the browser.

Click the--

Now, which is the--

What is--

- That white-- the white strip.

- That's that white thing?

- Okay.

- Yeah.

And then you're gonna

enter the website

that you want to go to.

- Then I go into the website.

- Yeah.

- So...

- Well, if...

Most-- No. Most websites,

they start with W-W-W.

Okay, "W-W-W--"

Now, is that little

tiny "W" or big "W"?

Doesn't matter.

It's for World Wide Web.

- Any "W." World Wide, okay.

- Mm-hmm.

But I don't have to type

the whole word.

I just type the--

I don't type "World Wide Web."

- No, just "W-W-W."

- What happens if I type in

"World Wide Web"?

It's probably gonna take you

to some other place.

It-- (sighs)

(laughing)

I said I'm riding in

the motherfucking 'Lac

with the matte black

And the pack stashed

in the back in a knapsack

And a bad b*tch to my left,

she ain't mine

A young nigga intercept,

official like a ref

I'm sick of niggas bitching

like them niggas

Got some motherfucking

titties in their chest

Yo, I never leave

the government alone

with my truth

Until we all wear our hoodies

that are bulletproof

Got 50 cent in my pocket,

got me dreaming of dollars

Creating nightmares

so that dreams are

accomplished, I multiply

Where Eminem is up with

the focus, I'm ace of spade

with the rhythm

And I kill your opponent

There's a thin line between

my means and being homeless

Believe me, see what you find

when you lost in that mother

(all cheering)

What, you wrote

that sh*t in here?

Let me see some of this.

- I draw a little bit.

- Oh, sh*t, you drew this?

- Yeah.

- Oh, look at this sh*t.

What, this the homies?

This us?

Oh, sh*t, this Ronny Ron

ugly ass right here.

Yo, this sh*t is nice.

Little homie on everything.

So, what, you can draw

like tattoos and sh*t?

- Yeah, I got you.

- Yo, so look.

Man, I'm trying to finish

all this sh*t right here, son.

On Gunners,

I'm trying to get the--

Man, I'm trying to get

this sh*t with all us,

like, on my stomach

right here.

- All right.

- On everything.

I got a question, though.

Which one is me, nigga?

- 'Cause all--

- Man, you know

you the smallest one.

Right here.

(music playing)

Welcome to the jungles of all

jungles, the concrete jungle.

You got the Bartender,

you got Team Mined-up,

and you got the Regiment.

Most of these cats

either did time in the joint,

some was in Iraqi.

Brother right here,

Smokey the Bear.

Smokey the Bear's a fireman.

Might even see

some of these Big Willy

hip-hop dudes up in here.

Let me introduce you

to somebody. Rome.

- Let me holler at you.

- Hey, Jomo.

- What's good, baby?

- You got it, baby.

It's your world.

Good to see you, man.

What's happening?

Good to see you, too, man.

I want to introduce you

to somebody.

- This L.

- What's up, L?

- This is Rome.

- It's Lance.

Rome is like the Jack LaLanne

of hood niggas.

- I call him the Romanator.

- My man.

My man Jomo tells me you into

putting that work, what's up?

I'm just trying to keep

from getting fat, man.

- I hear that, brother.

- He's being modest.

I see that. So, what's up with

hitting some of these reps?

I can't right now.

I gotta get to work.

All right. Cool.

I'ma catch you, man.

- Be easy.

- My man.

- You got it, bro.

- Get it, Rome.

Yo, you gotta network, L.

Some of these cats got a lot

of things going on, man.

Come on now.

Working out in a crowd

ain't really for me, man.

Suit yourself.

You see these

dudes right here?

Let's put this down,

let's put this down here.

Jomo:
They got about a grand

riding on who can do

the most pullups.

- I-- I don't gamble.

- Me neither.

I invest.

- Rome, Ninja.

- That's what I'm talking about.

- One more, one more.

- Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

- Got room for one more?

- All right, all right.

Here are the rules, everybody.

Here we go.

(music playing)

Back in '89,

I simply slid into place

Buddy, buddy, buddy

all up in your face

A lot of kids is busting

rhymes but they had no taste

Some said Quest was wack,

but now is that the case?

I have a quest to have

a mic in my hand

Without that, it's like

Kryptonite and Superman

So Shaheed come in

with the sugar cuts

Phife Dawg's my name, but

on stage, call me Dynomutt

When was the last time

you heard the Phife sloppy?

Lyrics anonymous,

you'll never hear me copy

Top-notch, baby,

never coming less

Sky's the limit,

you gots to believe up

in Quest

Sit back, relax,

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