Love Beats Rhymes
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- Year:
- 2017
- 106 min
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Rough street records freestyle
battle is now about to commence!
Ladies and gentlemen,
is Brooklyn in the house?
Is queens in the house?
Is money-makin' Manhattan
in the house?
Is Staten island in the house?
Where's the island at?
Guess they a no-show.
Let's go, y'all!
Come on! Give it up!
Let the countdown begin!
Ten, nine,
eight, seven,
six, five,
four,
three,
two,
one!
You can feel it, people!
That boy on fire right there!
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it in the air?
Si's finest, where you at?
Where you at?
Ladies and gentlemen!
And they brought
a motherfuckin' coffin!
This f***in' battle is on!
Listen...
Watch me work.
Yo, pay attention y'all.
Hold up, hold up, wait, wait.
Choke!
Si's finest. Great
performance tonight, guys.
Yeah!
Yeah, you all know!
What's up, baby?
Yeah.
Naveen, when are you gonna
hook us up with your boss?
Everyone knows
you got the boss's ear.
Richard Reid is a busy man. I
don't like to waste his time.
Waste his time?
What you talkin' about?
group like Si's finest...
Hip-hop needs
a group like Si's finest.
We got somethin' for everybody.
A strong female rapper.
Undeniable skills.
You guys just won five grand tonight.
What else do you need?
A record deal. Duh.
Look, you guys
have great potential.
But I need more than
potential to sell records.
I need songs with structure,
hook, verse.
I'm definitely not bringing a bunch
of battle rappers in to my boss.
Yo, you don't know
sh*t about music.
Hangin' around in clubs
trying to scoop up groupies.
Throwin' around the a&r card.
Yo, man, a&r to this guy stands
for ass and romance, man.
I'm done with this conversation.
You guys enjoy your winnings.
Hey, Naveen.
You guys aren't done
talking sh*t tonight?
All I've ever wanted
was to be a rapper.
Rappers delight, California love,
Those are the songs
people remember.
I get it. That's what
you want from us.
We can do that.
Yeah? Well,
I haven't heard it.
You're in a&r. You're
supposed to see greatness
before anyone else does.
Anyone could walk in here
today and discover Jay Z.
But it took someone special to
see greatness in Shawn Carter.
Give me your info.
Where's Malik?
Hey...
I dunno. Yo! See Malik?
Nah, man.
Why not?
You good?
Yeah. I ain't
trippin' over Malik.
Mmm-hmm.
Really. I just left
my hard drive in his crib.
Come on. Don't start.
Malik doesn't owe me anything.
And more importantly, I don't
owe him anything either.
You guys wear me out.
Yo! Uber's here.
Who's coming?
You coming?
I'm coming.
Coco?
You coming?
I think I'ma hang around
a little bit longer.
Okay.
Bye.
Bye.
I can't stand you.
You ready to go?
Get away from me.
Are you ready to go?
Coco!
We killed it last night.
You had the audience
eatin' out ya hand.
Yo, yo, it's too hot for that, co.
Come on now.
You out?
I gotta work
the breakfast shift.
Get me a number 6 for lunch.
You wanna grub for free, get up off
your ass and come get it, lazy.
Yo, put some cheese
on that sh*t!
You're late.
Good morning, ma.
I didn't hear you
come in last night.
How you ever gonna
find someone to love
if you keep being
Malik's Booty call?
Ma!
Well?
Who says I'm looking for love?
We all lookin' for love, baby.
Malik's always had my back.
You remember how good
he was when dad died.
What we have,
we don't need labels.
Yeah? Well where I come from,
it's got a label.
It's called "ho."
I call it like I see it.
What you lookin' at, huh? This ain't
no reality show. Get back to work.
These goddamn...
Ooh... oh, my god.
What happened? You look like
you just won the lottery.
It's Naveen from
rough street records.
"Good morning.
"and I showed your stuff
to Richard last night.
"He liked what he saw.
But he agrees with me
"so here's the deal.
You have three months.
"We have our labor day weekend
showcase for new talent.
"You send me three songs. Richard
and I like one, you play it live."
That is the ticket.
We're in.
It sounds like
Well, you know these
music industry guys.
They're just always
trying to play it cool.
No, I don't know
these record label guys.
All I know is that he did not
just offer you a contract.
And you know what? Time's up, baby.
You gotta get back to school.
Ma, can we just not talk about
school for, like, five minutes?
Coco, we had a deal.
I need to focus on
this demo right now.
I'll go back to school
in the fall, I promise.
You were supposed to
be out one semester.
Baby, it's been almost a year.
Baby, your father and I, we
have made ridiculous sacrifices
to make sure that
you got to college.
Well, I'll pay you back as
soon as I get a record deal.
You wanna pay me back?
Graduate!
Just get it over with, huh?
You're almost done.
Summer session
starts soon, right?
Just do it. It'll be
over before you know it.
I can't be 30, trying to
start my rap career, ma.
Your not goin' back to school
is not an option with me.
It is not gonna happen.
Not on my watch.
You wanna rap? Fine. But ya gonna
have to do it between classes.
Yo, what the f***?
What took so long?
I was... I dunno.
Are you gonna let me in?
What's up, y'all?
Coco, what's good, mama?
You smell like f***in'
balls and underarms.
You want somethin' to eat?
As if I would eat
something over here.
Where's Malik?
How we supposed to know where Malik at?
Matt, you seen Malik?
Nigga, do I look like
his f***in' parole officer?
Let me go upstairs
and get my bag.
Uh...
What?
You can't just be goin' in
Malik's room when he not here.
You can't do that.
Since when?
Go grab her!
Coco!
Yeah?
Yo.
What up, what up, what up?
Reasons and Matt said you weren't here.
What are you doing here?
Nah, I'm chillin', I don't know
why they said that, I'm just...
Guess what.
What?
Richard Reid is gonna
give us another chance.
For real?
Yes!
That's what I'm talkin' about.
Hey all right. That's what I'm
sayin', so let's put some sh*t down.
Let's do our thing, right?
Right, what?
I was...
I was write... I was writin'.
I was workin' on, you know,
I'm workin' on the lyrics.
I got these...
I got this sh*t in my head.
It's crazy, I just had like
this epiphany and sh*t.
And I was collabin' on some...
Actually, she got a new...
I got... we got verses.
We got hook... co!
Co!
Coco! Hey!
Coco!
Sh*t.
What the f*** is wrong
with y'all niggas?
You know I got... You know
I got shorty upstairs.
What's wrong with y'all? Why
didn't y'all say somethin'?
You know how the f*** she is, man.
The f*** is wrong with...
She just stormed in here.
Twiddle Dee, twiddle dum over here.
What the f***, man.
The time is up, coco.
You have got to
get back to school.
Do you know how many sacrifices
your father and I made
so that you could go to college?
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