Roxanne, Roxanne Page #6

- You ready, Biz?

- [Biz] All day.

[crowd cheering]

We came here tonight to get started

To cold act ill or get retarded

[Biz beat-boxing]

I'm Shante and I rhyme to death

Just rap so fresh

Till I get outta breath

Now this is something

That we do have to do

And this is a team

That I must introduce

I'm Shante, he's Biz Markie

We rap so fresh

That they think it's three

Three of us who rap together

Strong as a bond

That's tougher than leather

My name is Shante, and yes

I'm top choice

And you can tell

By the sound of my voice

That the way that I rap

That I am the best

Higher than the rest

Plus, considered fresh

Threw on my FILAs and my FILA suit

Stepped out my house

I just knew I was cute

Bumped into Biz, he had on FILAs, too

I said, "Yo, Biz Markie,

What you wanna do?"

He stepped out the house chilling

Yes, you know

Went outside

It's kind of cold, you know

So, I threw on the bomber

So I could get loose

Matter of fact, it was my black Goose

- Get off me, man...

- Ow.

You hit me in the my mouth, you a**hole.

I told you I was sorry.

Let me see, let me see.

You all good.

My bad, yo.

Just get a little possessive over you.

I don't want nobody to f*** this up.

I told you, it's just part of my job.

I don't even like it when they do that.

I understand.

Hey. Sorry.

Yo, Shaunie.

Man, our tour money is gone.

- What?

- I put my bags down in the bathroom.

When I came out the stall,

a couple of my bags were gone,

and the money was in one of them.

This just happened.

You call the police?

Tell the hotel people?

I had a lot of other sh*t in them bags.

I can't call the cops. It's gone.

So, you telling me

all our tour money is gone?

Most of it. I had already given

Marley and Sparky their cut,

and I was about to bring you yours,

and I come out the bathroom,

and my bags are gone.

F***, man.

- Why you doing her like this?

- Like what?

- What?

- I looked around, okay? It's gone.

There's nothing I can do.

- That's how it is, Ray?

- [Ray] Back up.

Marley?

- Man, f*** this. Give me my money.

- Chill.

Let go, Sparky.

F*** this rap sh*t. I need my money.

- It ain't worth it, Shante.

- Let go, Sparky.

F*** all y'all. If Antwan was here,

he'd beat the sh*t out of you.

- [Marley] Antwan ain't gonna do sh*t.

- F*** this.

Ain't no f***ing money

in this sh*t anyway.

That's right. F*** them.

You don't need them, Shaunie.

You got this without them, all right?

All right? Here.

I know what we out here doing

and saying about each other.

But we still sisters

at the end of the day.

Yo, nigga. You think I'm playing, huh?

You ran off with my f***ing package.

You better hit this motherf***er back.

[woman] You ready to order?

Still looking.

Give us five more minutes.

I'll take a beer. Whatever you got.

[woman] We got High Life.

How about you, miss?

You look like you need a drink.

I bring you the beer, okay?

I'll come back.

What you staring at?

You looking at me the whole time.

Trying to figure out who you are

and why you in my motherfucking face.

This your new boyfriend, Shante?

Huh? What is this sh*t?

You wanna be grown so bad,

you got yourself an old man?

[laughing]

You a nasty motherf***er.

- Mommy, can you stop? What do you want...?

- Stop? I keep trying to tell you.

You stir up enough sh*t, eventually,

sh*t's gonna splash you on your ass.

And I see this piece of sh*t

is all over you.

Do you know how old she is?

She's 16.

- You look like you damn near my age.

- You sounding like a scorned woman.

Somebody must have hurt you real bad.

Hate every man walking.

You don't want her to be happy?

You want her to be miserable like you?

Just a trifling motherf***er.

Shante, you f***ing this nigga?

- You f***ing him?

- I ain't got time for this.

Yeah. Take your punk ass

out the restaurant.

- Cross, wait.

- Don't you be running after no man.

I'm moving to Jersey with you.

- Go back there with your crazy-ass momma.

- No.

You ain't ready for all this, Shante.

Go.

[R&B playing over speakers]

[moaning]

[shouting]

[baby crying]

[screaming]

You'll learn how to control your mouth,

or I'll keep beating your ass.

Keep disrespecting me,

keep doing that sh*t.

Get the f*** up.

I ain't playing with you. Get up.

F*** out of my house. [baby crying]

Get the f*** out.

Get the... What's wrong with you? Huh?

- You f***ing crazy?

- F*** you, motherf***er! I hate you!

[woman] Come on, Roxanne.

I know you can give me a smile.

I can't.

[woman] Come on.

But you're too pretty to not be smiling.

I can't move my f***ing jaw.

Take the damn picture.

[woman] It's beautiful.

See? That wasn't so painful, was it?

- Let's get some more inside the building?

- No, I'm good. Thanks, though.

[Ray] What's been up, Shaunie?

We've been looking for you.

Heard you in Newark

with a family and everything.

Congrats on your son.

Yo, check it. I got some good news.

Cold Chillin' got a deal with Warner Bros.

They don't wanna do it without you.

They wanna push you.

Ray, it's been four years,

and I ain't got no damn album.

Tell me why.

'Cause you don't wanna pay me.

That's what we gonna do, Shaunie.

Get that first album out,

and then take you out on tour.

For real.

Look. I'm sorry, Shaunie. That's just how

I thought sh*t was supposed to be.

I promise. Not this time.

We've all learned.

F*** you. F*** rap.

I ain't making no money rapping.

Really. F*** Roxanne Shante.

Because of her,

I'm getting my ass beat every day.

Think about this, Shaunie.

Act right, Shaunie.

[Latifa] How do I look?

[Shante] You look good.

- You used to hate the clothes I got you.

- Yeah, them church clothes.

Shaunie, I can't believe

you wanna cut all this beautiful hair.

I have to, 'Nessa. Roxanne Shante gotta go.

She is the ponytail and I need a change.

I hate to cut it.

Hey, Ms. Peggy.

Hey, 'Nessa. Hi, Mommy.

Hey, Shante.

Your old man kicked you out,

and you're running back home?

I brought the girls clothes,

and was gonna take them to get ice cream.

Well, they can't go.

No ice cream before dinner.

[Latifa] Mommy.

Why are you getting your hair fried?

You got my house smelling

like you been ironing dirty jeans.

Why don't you go

to the beauty salon, superstar?

[knocking on door]

[Cross] Shante.

Why are you coming in here?

Why you all tensed up?

Are you gonna act like that now?

Can I finish my bath?

I only hit you 'cause I love you.

You know that, right?

If I didn't care, I wouldn't do that.

[groans]

[Cross sniffling]

Come on.

I love you, you know?

It looks good on you.

[gasps, then breathing heavily]

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