Mike Tyson: Undisputed Truth Page #10

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( mimics Don King ) "Nyuk, nyuk,

nyuk, only in America, motherf***er. "

F*** you.

He hired Vincent Fuller,

a tax attorney,

for my defense.

No, you're not

listening to me.

Balcony, a tax...

a goddamn tax attorney.

I didn't have tax problems

back then, I need his ass now.

You know,

and I was just saying,

I'm tired of living

as a sex offender.

I have to register

wherever I go.

My kids are at an age

where they ask questions

and I want to have

better answers for them.

Well, really, I need

better answers for myself.

And I also want to make this

point that wasn't argued in court

that could have

exonerated me.

Now I know

rape's a serious thing,

and I know things happen

in life,

but this wasn't the first time

Desiree Washington

claimed that

somebody raped her.

There was another incident

right before my case.

And I don't know the odds

of this happening twice

to the same person

in a short period of time.

I did not rape

Desiree Washington

and that's all

I have to say about this.

( applause )

So I went to prison

for something I didn't do,

but it turned out

to be a blessing.

It was the first time in my

life I was able to be still

and there was a freedom

that came with that.

Now hold up,

I'm not recommending

anybody go into prison

to get any kind of freedom

or anything, okay?

Just go in the bathroom,

do what you have to do,

and just call it a wrap.

I didn't go in there

singing "Kumbaya"

and "Don't F***ing Worry,

Be Happy," right?

I was pissed the f*** off.

And, you know, I'm from

Brownsville, Brooklyn,

and I couldn't wait to get in

there and prove to those psychopaths

I was just as homicidal

as they were if not more.

Right? So as soon as I

got in my cell, you know...

of course, you know,

they give you your stuff...

you know what

they give you, right?

Your sheets...

you know what they give you.

The sheets...

you know...

I'm going to my cell,

I packed my stuff in my cell,

and I come back out.

"Dig, man, Rod, don't go

near my motherfucking house. "

That's my jail voice.

"Don't go near

my motherfucking house, Rod.

Dig, Rod,

don't go near that mother...

I need a phone, nigga. I don't

know which one, but I need one. "

"No, f*** you!"

"No, f*** you, motherf***er!

And f*** you, too, you

nappyhead-Aryan-Nazi motherf***er!"

And then, of course,

there's always some really

humble, black, Muslim brother

with a thick Arab accent

that never even met

an Arab motherf***er, right?

But he comes...

he comes to me and he goes,

"Assalamu alaikum,

Brother Mike. "

( speaking Arabic )

"Brother Mike, we're here...

Brother Mike,

we're here

under the umbrella

of Allah doing time,

not allowing time to do us. "

( speaking mock Arabic )

And so I say,

"F*** you, motherf***er!

Get the f***

out of here! "

But then, eventually of course,

you're in prison. You chill out.

Some people are nice. They got good

personalities and maybe it's not that bad.

When I was in prison... you guys didn't

know... I had a visitor every day.

My most famous visitor was my man

Spike Lee. He came to visit us.

He did a preview

of "Malcolm X"

before it went to the movies.

It was pretty awesome, but there was

actually only like nine black people

in Indiana prison

and like 42,000 white people.

It was all Nazis

and Aryans and sh*t

and Spike almost

got us killed.

Sh*t. Oh, Whitney Houston

came to visit me.

Tupac Shakur, James Brown,

of course, John Kennedy, Jr.,

and matter of fact, they're not here

no more, so may they all rest in peace.

Wow, that's a trip.

Maya Angelou

came to visit me.

LL Cool J,

Reverend Al Sharpton...

the fat guy,

not the small guy.

Okay, so, um,

Larry King came up there.

The O'Jays came

to visit me, too.

Not O.J. Simpson,

know your R&B, the band.

# Backstabbers.

Even Florence Henderson

from "The Brady Bunch. "

She was in town

for the Indianapolis 500,

which is the big... she was

singing "God Bless America,"

yeah, sitting next to

the mayor and the governor,

and she said, "I'd like

to go see Mike Tyson. "

And the mayor said,

"Then you should. "

At that day,

I'm in the hole.

I spent a lot of my time

in the hole when I'm locked up.

The guard comes and he says,

"Oh, God, hey, Mr. Tyson, sir. "

Real good guy, Christian guy.

"Mr. Tyson, sir, oh, sir,

you don't know who's here.

Ooh, they came.

You'll never believe

who's here to see you now, sir. "

I'm saying, like,

"Who, Michael Jackson?"

He said, "No, not him.

Even better. "

He said, "Miss Florence Henderson

from 'The Brady Bunch. '"

I said, "Get the f***

outta here," right?

And then he got insulted

and he said,

"Excuse me, Mr. Tyson, sir,

I've always treated you like a

man, sir, since you've been here.

I've never disrespected you,

and, sir, and I'm a man,

and I'm not gonna lie

because I'm a Christian, sir.

Yes, I am.

I'm a Christian.

Yeah, I know, I know.

I know everybody say they're a

Christian. Everybody's a Christian,

but they ain't saved.

I'm saved. "

And I said,

"Okay, cool. "

As I go on up, I say,

"Cool, I'm gonna go

meet Miss Henderson,

beautiful person. "

And then, of course, there's

always the a**hole going,

"Where you going, boy?

Heh-heh-heh-heh.

Huh, 'Champ'?"

"Well, I'm going to see...

Miss Henderson's outside.

She came to visit me

and I'd like to visit with her. "

"Not without these. "

He's holding the shackles.

And for people

who don't know the shackles,

it's like the Kunta Kinte thing,

young man, okay?

You're right here, and many

times I've been in the hole,

as I was explaining earlier, and

sometimes my lawyer came to visit me,

and if you're in the hole and you

come and you visit your lawyer,

it's... and you're shackled up,

you can't shake his hand.

You gotta shake

his hand like this.

And I'm not gonna shake Miss

Henderson's hand, "How you doing, ma'am?"

"Hi, Miss Henderson, ma'am.

Well, I got caught.

I gots caught tryin'

to run for freedom, ma'am.

Hey, ma'am, do you know

Mayor Goldsmith?

Can you get me some help?

I need liberation.

I need isolation.

I need some freedom. "

But I just couldn't do it.

I just decided I'd rather not let

Miss Henderson see me like this.

But I was grateful for her

visit, and all my visitors.

These people gave me hope

in a hopeless place.

They knew I wasn't the guy the

DAs wanted them to believe I was.

Never did I think I'd go to prison

with all my f***ing mental issues

and come out

finding peace.

Temporarily,

but some kind of peace.

And one of those major

stepping-stones

was when I learned

about Islam.

You know, before this,

I wasn't very religious.

Pretty much

a Neanderthal.

There were a few Muslims,

just a few,

and I noticed some of them

possessed a calm demeanor,

something that

I'd never mastered,

and it intrigued me.

And I wanted and needed something

to enforce some kind of feeling

and structure in my life,

at the time, of course,

and for me it was Islam.

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