Dead Bullet Page #2

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a lot more money

than there actually was.

That's what you said.

- Did I say that?

- Yeah.

Well, maybe I got something else

you and your hermano

might be interested in.

He's not my hermano,

motherf***er.

He's my brother.

You're making it

a real bad habit

of wasting my f***ing time.

100,000 make it worth

your f***ing time?

There you go.

100,000, motherf***er.

- You better not bullshit me.

- I'm just f***ing with you.

- That's all.

- F***ing...

I'm just f***ing...

F***.

Positive this is the right spot?

Yeah.

- How long has it been?

- Just wait.

- You want a stoke?

- No.

Wait, yeah, give me one.

- I'm going to go for a walk.

- Just don't go too far.

Yeah, you'll see me.

Hola.

I see you brought

the gardener, huh?

Where's Dick?

Dick sent us.

So...

go ahead and hand over

the chips.

We've got the paper

in the front seat.

Who's that?

Him?

That's my gardener.

Where's the money?

We do everything right here.

Nice. All right,

what do we got here?

Let's see.

Oh, sh*t.

Now the f***ing money.

What the f*** is this?

Where's the f***ing money?

What, you mean this money?

We got people back in town

waiting on us.

So if we don't show up

with our share,

they're going to come looking.

So don't f*** us.

Man, shut the f*** up.

No one gives a f*** about you.

F***ing c*nt face.

There ain't no f***ing

brigade coming.

Listen to me.

You're making a mistake.

You made the mistake.

You son of a b*tch.

This was a fair f***ing deal.

This was a fair deal.

This was a fair f***ing deal!

- No, it's over, man.

- Roy, shut the f*** up!

I am not leaving.

I have lived like a f***ing dog

for this money for a year.

Scavenging.

Almost f***ing dying.

I'm not leaving.

Who said you're leaving,

motherf***er?

Let me give you a ride back.

You f***ing hear me?

- Get in the f***ing ride.

- No.

I'm taking the money

and we're getting out of here.

So you and him,

you two go f*** yourselves.

Bring it here.

Bring us the money.

- Bring me the money!

- You don't f***ing hear me?

- Get in the f***ing ride!

- Roy, run! Go!

Aah!

Get the f*** up.

Get up.

Motherfuck... Make that

motherf***er...

There we go.

There we go. Yeah.

Hit him again.

Hit him again.

You want to f***ing shoot at me?

F*** his ass up.

Look at him. Look at him!

Hit him again. Again!

You see what happens, huh?

You see what happens,

motherf***er?

Unh!

With your soul beat

Now come on, organ

Make it speak

Now hit it, man

Roy, huh?

You sure this is him?

I don't see

the resemblance, homie.

Now you f***ing knew

he had this, didn't you?

Yeah, you f***ing knew.

Bury that sh*t first.

Gonna make a grave

of that punk b*tch next.

Hurry up.

Hurry the f*** up.

F***ing dig, motherf***er.

You ain't making

much progress, man.

As a matter of fact,

give me your wallet too.

Let me get your wallet.

Give me your f***ing wallet.

Hurry the f*** up.

Nothing but a little bit

Nothing but

a little bit

But the power of soul now

That's all it is

Listen, nothing but

a little bit

Now what'd you do that for?

Haven't I been cool to you?

Haven't I?

I want each and every one

of you out there tonight

To come along with us

Keep digging, f***ing punk.

Sh*t.

Five f***ing dollars.

You broke-ass motherf***er.

All those f***ing chips,

five dollars.

Stronger than a stone

And drive you

to the solar zone

Said I got to have it

I need

I live on the power

The power of soul now

That's all it is

You know it's your time

to shine now, right?

The power

The power, the power,

the power of soul

That's all it is

Do you hear me?

I'm talking about soul now

Yeah

All you people out there

Get together

I'm talking about soul

Yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Hey.

Tomorrow

I don't know

where I'm going

Tomorrow

I don't know

where to hide

And so much

To try

And to hide

Tomorrow

You got a phone?

911. State the nature

of your emergency.

There's a body

out in the desert.

What is your location?

Did you say body?

I said there's a body

out in the desert.

- Which desert?

- I don't know.

I don't know where.

Just...

can you please...?

Can you confirm that you're at

the Shaw gas station?

- Please just find him.

- We're doing everything we can.

Just stay on the line.

Attention...

As the dawn's early light

Makes the darkness

from the night

And restlessness

makes me move

I quietly arise

Wipe the sleep

from my eyes

And walk out

into the morning dew

For a while

our thoughts and minds

And our dreams

were the same

The outside world

passed us by

Like the bounding

of the day

As I lie and realize

The things I've done to you

The time has come

when I must run

Into the morning dew

As the dawn's early light

Takes the darkness

from the night

Hello?

He's not a stranger, Jorge.

Okay, right.

So, what do you want to do?

You're asking me?

You should have never brought

him here in the first place.

Hey, look at me

when I'm talking to you.

How do you think

this makes me feel?

It's not like that anymore.

You gonna tuck him in?

See if he's doing all right

over there?

F*** you.

F***ing bullshit.

F***.

Big, long legs

Busy, shaking hips

Tight dresses

on the Vegas Strip

Dancing in the town of sin

G-string dollars

on your belt with skill

In sync with the beat

I got your number

at the meet and greet

At Sahara Avenue

House of Lords

I'm asking you

Hey, do you really want

to love me, baby?

I said hey

Do you really want

to dance with me?

Dance, little sister

Wink your ponytail

Dance, little sister

Well, baby,

you got love for sale

Dance, little sister

Get out on the loose

'Cause this is all...

Miss you, Lynn.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

Don't be a bum

all your life

Don't hate all your life

Don't be a fake

all your life

I'm a real nigga, nigga

I speak real sh*t

I'm a real nigga, nigga

I speak real sh*t

I'm a real nigga, nigga

I speak real sh*t

I need a real woman

that can be a thrill, thrill

Yeah, I'm back at it

Came back with it

Came back

and all black

Killer authentic

Black bureaucrat, Barack 'em

rap 'em, fearful menace

I ain't come

to start sh*t, homes

I came to finish

Then I came back, back

with that geechie sh*t

Learn a lot at school

But different teachers,

they didn't teach me sh*t

Times got rough

There ain't those

that really stay with me

My niggas

that pray for me

In return I pray for those

Sucking dick

to get your hair fixed

I still pray for hoes

Acting funny

when you making money, man

The major pros trust nobody

sure you're right

Go good choice

with all your might

F*** the world

Take my advice

Don't be dumb all your life

Hey, yo, Carolina kid

Cooler than

a f***ing blizzard

Young black country nigga

Back porch eating gizzard

Proud of me

They gotta be

Carolina prodigy

Homework is the boss of me

Lived with my philosophy

Big business on the table

Big money still exists

In that case

I want the dough

The bread, the cheese,

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