Charlene:
So we have to go back?
Marcus:
There's just some things that need answers, I'd rather die like a man than live like a coward.
Marcus:
Rule number five... Show no love. Love will get you killed.
Marcus:
I'm telling you, I'm big in the hood right now, I don't even remember my name. They callin' me handsome!
Marcus:
Show no love. Love will get you killed.
Marcus:
My voice sounds different.
Charlene:
It's better. It's got more pain in it.
Marcus:
I can only pray that people will take me seriously. My music is my heart. I can't go out like a shit house nigger. That isn't who I was raised up to be, but I fear it's who I'll become.
Marcus:
Come on, say that again, come on get in the car
Bama:
Its like when I'm right I'm right, when I'm wrong I could been right, so I'm still right cause I coulda been wrong, you know, and I'm sorry cause I could be wrong right now, I could be wrong, but if I'm right...
Marcus:
I told you don't shoot no body, and the first thing you do when we walk in this motherfucker is shoot somebody!
Bama:
Cause that's what I do, I kill motherfuckers! You know that.
Marcus:
Crack meant money, money meant power and power meant war. We shot the Columbians, the Columbians shot us.
Marcus:
I'm a gangsta grandpa and I'm proud of it.
Charlene:
So what is it that you do?
Marcus:
I'm a gangsta.
Charlene:
No really what do you do?
Marcus:
I'm a rapper.
Charlene:
No Marcus, what do you really do?
Marcus:
I'm a gangsta rapper.
Charlene:
Men hide their emotions. You bury yours, Marcus
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