(helicopter whirring)
00:04
- You need to spend
more time with your son.
00:08
- They trying to go get
him right now? And I don't-
00:12
- Wait minute. What are we talking about?
00:14
He had a scholarship?
00:15
Yeah. I'm sure that's him bro. I'm sure.
00:17
Yo, man, if I was you,
man, I'd pull up on him.
00:20
- You know, I'm doing the best I can here.
00:25
I'm working two jobs to keep the roof
00:27
over to our heads and food on the table.
00:29
What more you want from me?
00:31
(music intensifying)
00:38
- He needs his father.
00:44
- I'm doin' the best that I can.
00:47
♪ Oh, Imma do this one
for my homies gone ♪
00:56
♪ The judge hit the hammer ♪
00:59
♪ They ain't coming home ♪
01:01
♪ We all are from the danger zone ♪
01:04
♪ The devil pulled the card,
and he said, "Choose one." ♪
01:06
♪ My homies chose yay ♪
01:11
♪ - Chose yay, now ♪
01:12
♪ - Some of my ballers chose the NBA ♪
01:13
♪ - Cuzzos on the block,
man they gangbang ♪
01:17
♪ - Funeral parlors
making all the change ♪
01:20
♪ When my cousin got his first tec ♪
01:24
♪ - I was playing Jimi
Hendrix in the basement ♪
01:27
♪ - All I wanted to be was a rock star ♪
01:30
♪ And all he wanted to be was a Escobar ♪
01:33
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si
01:40
All he wanted to do was be El Chapo
01:47
♪ - Uh huh, gone 'til November ♪
01:50
♪ He ain't coming back ♪
01:52
I was talkin' 'bout my
homies, man, that sold crack
01:54
♪ Caught in the trap, hit from the back ♪
01:57
♪ They hit the steal ♪
01:59
♪ Like the owl, boy, that's
hidden on the dollar bill ♪
02:01
♪ Welcome to the rotten apple ♪
02:03
♪ The city of lights, no
matter how days shine ♪
02:05
♪ They can't steal the nights ♪
02:09
♪ Cause when the ghost knock knock ♪
02:11
♪ Just before ya guess,
red dot at ya chest ♪
02:12
♪ The eagles raid the cuckoo's nest ♪
02:15
♪ Better be with them artillery packs ♪
02:17
♪ They'll be jumpin' like jack
when they jump out the box ♪
02:18
♪ Rat-tat-tat-tat that's
the sound of the gat ♪
02:20
♪ They be flyin' through
the air like vampire bat ♪
02:22
♪ Straight from the
back, when they attack ♪
02:24
♪ In the middle o'night
when you up in the trap ♪
02:25
♪ You keep on bucking,
they bucking you back ♪
02:27
♪ In the middle of
bucking someone get flat ♪
02:29
♪ Oh, Imma do this one
for my homies gone ♪
02:32
♪ The judge hit the hammer,
they ain't coming home ♪
02:34
♪ We all are from the danger zone ♪
02:39
♪ The devil pulled the card
and he said, "Choose one" ♪
02:42
♪ My homies chose yay ♪
02:47
♪ - Some of my ballers chose the NBA ♪
02:49
♪ - Cuzzos on the block,
man, they gangbang ♪
02:52
♪ Funeral parlors making all the change ♪
02:55
♪ - Yeah, when my cousin
got his first tec ♪
02:58
♪ - I was playing Jimi
Hendrix in the basement ♪
03:03
♪ - All I wanted to be was a rock star ♪
03:06
♪ And all he wanted to be was a Escobar ♪
03:09
♪ All he wanted to do was be El Chapo ♪
03:16
♪ All I do is practice ♪
03:21
♪ When he bought me that guitar ♪
03:23
♪ I felt like Prince the artist. ♪
03:25
♪ (wicked guitar) ♪
03:29
♪ - Your life matters ♪
03:36
♪ - His life matters ♪
03:40
♪ - Her life matters ♪
03:44
♪ And Black life matters ♪
03:45
♪ Police life matters ♪
03:51
♪ - The judge life matters ♪
03:54
♪ If human rights matter ♪
03:56
♪ - Then Black lives matter ♪
04:00
♪ This is a message from Heaven ♪
04:02
♪ - The hotels are overbooked ♪
04:07
♪ This is a message from Heaven ♪
04:09
♪ - Why you sending them
from Earth so soon? ♪
04:13
♪ This is a message from Heaven. ♪
04:16
♪ - We need to go back
to what we once knew ♪
04:20
♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
04:25
♪ La, la, la, la, la, la ♪
04:27
♪ - All we need is God ♪
04:31
♪ - Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
04:32
♪ - God is all we need,
and all we need is God ♪
04:35
♪ - The kids' life matters ♪
04:37
♪ Foreign soldiers matter ♪
04:40
♪ College girls matter ♪
04:44
♪ You know, the whole world matters ♪
04:48
♪ We need to go back to the truth ♪
04:50
♪ - Truth, truth, truth,
truth, truth, truth ♪
04:52