"# The young 'uns ain't young no more" "# They're kicking up floors" "# Cos you know what we came for" "# Coming up, bringing fear Like a chainsaw. #" "Yo." "What is it?" "Huh?" "You said they'd teach you how to box, man." "Is it?" "Yeah." "I don't remember that, though, when was that, when was that?" "I'll teach you right now." "Yeah?" "I'm gonna hit you in the body, in the body." "Boom!" "Hey, stop!" "Right, so?" "What did you get?" "I did OK." "Only OK?" "C in everything, D in Maths, Geography," "A in English." "Bruv, that's what I'm talking about!" "Huh?" "Little Einstein!" "All right, I've got something for you." "What?" "Ah, you'll see." "No, what is it?" "No, you'll see!" "Right, to me, to you." "Mohammed." "Hey, Mum." "Right, straight through." "Watch the wall, bruv." "I'm watching it." "Watch the wall, bruv." "I'm watching it." "Right, go on, then." "Yo!" "Yo, this is sick!" "Where did you get this?" "!" "I said if he stayed in school, I'd get him something good." "Where did you get the money for this?" "Um, it's an old model." "I'm paying bit by bit." "Is it stolen?" "No, of course not, I know the shop!" "And how would you pay this shop?" "Did you talk to Iman for the job?" "Uh, later, not yet." "Then go to the Jobcentre." "What do I want with the Jobcentre?" "Yes, Salaam, a job!" "Kamar's son has a job in the garage in Hackney Wick." "I'm sick of you hanging around with these black boys." "But Papa, it ain't haram." "Barra!" "You know what?" "Forget it, man." "Come on, forget it." "Oh, man." "Mum!" "Mum..." "You'll learn, dear." "Show me that picture on your phone, bruv." "You see that?" "Tell me she's not an eight!" "Yes, eight out of a hundred!" "You're a tube!" "Ah, Devonte." "Shit, cuz, yeah, you know what?" "I forgot." "Yeah, I swear down, I'm coming to you now, yeah?" "All right, see you." "How many times has he called you today?" "12, innit?" "Yo." "Yo, yo, what's going on?" "Pow-pow-pow-pow!" "Ignore him." "What are you sayin' man, are you good?" "Is this new whip?" "Nah, a little something, something, you get me?" "Don't lie!" "What's going on, cuz, you good, yeah?" "Yo, bruv." "Hey, it's your uncle's!" "Blud, look at this guy with his fucking car bloody pulled up on the..." "Nah, bruv, nah, bruv." "It's big boys' stuff, man, get out." "Bruv, big boys' stuff, get out the car." "Bruv, big man stuff, get out the car!" "Bruv, get out the fuckin'..." "Bruv!" "If I say get out the fucking car, you get out the fucking car!" "Hey, relax, man." "It ain't that serious, man, relax." "All right, listen, look, you can do a little something for me, OK?" "Take this to Devonte's." "Put it in your pocket." "Yeah, you want it, yeah?" "Yeah." "All right, little man, listen." "You balls the food." "Aye." "Right, you don't talk to no-one and you come straight back, yeah?" "Yeah?" "Cool." "Right, cool." "Hey, listen, Mo, be careful." "Yeah, I will, I will, don't worry." "You should take careful." "It's him that needs to be careful." "You need to be careful." "Oi, oi, be careful, man." "Drive, fam." "Hey, what's wrong with you, man?" "That's how we do it, you get me, cuz?" "Use the fucking door." "You know my uncle." "If you scratch it, you pay for it, blud." "Just drive, AJ, man." "No." "I'm not going nowhere till you stop acting like an idiot and use the car properly, man." "All right, all right, cool." "Listen, listen, listen, let me out." "Oh, shut up, man." "Listen, big man ting, though - if we get stopped by the feds, yeah... my name is Patrick Babangida, yeah?" "Ask me no questions." "Ask me no questions, yeah?" "Babangida." "Babangida, what's wrong with him?" "Typical Nigerian fraudster." "He's mugging it, innit?" "419 is in order." "Just rolling down the high street, cuz?" "Yeah, pull up, pull up." "Right here, yeah?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Look at the way he's moving, blud." "He fully thinks he's a fucking Tony Montana or something, blud." "That's what I'm saying, blud." "Izzi has got different shots, blud." "I like that, cuz." "The man's got protestors in." "Is Devonte in?" "Who wants him?" "Mo." "Mo?" "Rashid's brother." "Oh." "You should have said, fam." "Come in, bruv." "Oh!" "Why you in our bits?" "Bruv, I'm out, man." "Come here, cuz." "I'm out, man." "I come to see my brother's brethren Devonte, man." "Devonte?" "Who's your brother?" "Hurry up!" "Rash." "Wait, DMG Rash?" "Yeah." "Oh, fam." "Do you know where you're at, fam?" "Shake him off." "I ain't got nothing, man." "Shut up." "Do you want to get fucking shanked?" "Oh, my God." "What you saying?" "Man, hit the belly." "Psycho, fam." "I want your creps, man." "Take them off." "White and yellow, yeah?" "They are rocking." "Hurry the fuck up, fam!" "Are you nuts?" "!" "Take your creps off now, blud." "Give me your creps!" "Take them off." "Shit." "Get him!" "Get him!" "Where is he, man?" "Where's he gone?" "Move, bitch!" "Sorry." "Where is he, man?" "Where the fuck is he, cuz?" "That's your fault, you know?" "You're a joke." "Oh, how do they even do that, bruv?" "No, fuck that, man." "Let's restart." "Give me that, give me that." "Let's restart, let's do another game." "Give me that first, innit?" "Fuck you, bruv." "Knock." "Mo, man." "Lock the door, man." "Shit." "It's nothing, man." "Who moved to you?" "They took your creps." "And your food." "I told you to come straight back." "Bruv, I saw the feds and had to go through Fields." "Are you fucking dumb?" "You don't go through there, you know that, Mo." "Was it Demon?" "One of Demon's boys." "Fuck." "See?" "Demon is a prick moving to the youngers." "Now a man's got to go up there and hit them up." "Straight." "Fuck." "I can't trust you with one drop-off." "Relax, though, man, yeah?" "He's still a young buck." "Man's a kid and you're the one who sent him out there, you know that?" "Exactly." "You know that, fam." "So he's got to learn, innit?" "That's why I don't want him on road." "Man, I don't need my little brother on road if he's a fucking pussy." "Show her some moves, fam." "Show her some moves." "No kissing." "Hey, one more for the road." "I can't believe you're doing this job shit, fam." "Listen, you need to get honest too, bruv." "Sayyid knows the manager, he'll hook you up if you want." "I'll sort that." "Oh, he's one of them 9-5 mugs, then?" "You know what?" "You ain't either." "Blud, I just need a peaceful life, fam." "For Layla and the little one, you get me?" "I can't be like you all my life, you get me?" "You wish you was like me, bredren." "Yo, Sayyid." "Yo, Sayyid." "Oh, shit!" "Check it out!" "He's got an R1 on the roads." "Yo, this is sick." "What was the damage, fam?" "Too much." "How are you doing?" "I'm good, man, I'm blessed." "Nice to see you." "Yo, this is nice." "So you got my thing?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." "There, there." "You like that, huh?" "It's nice, man." "You mind if I...?" "Yeah, yeah, go ahead, but...careful." "Hey, Sayyid." "Rash." "This must cost..." "Where are you from?" "Right here, bruv." "E9." "No, originally." "Egypt." "Bruv, come on, we've got to go, innit?" "All right, Mr Easy." "Cool, man." "Bless up for that." "No, thank you." "Take it easy." "Fam!" "Yeah, I'm coming, man." "Easy." "And good luck." "Ah, you know it." "Thanks, man." "Peace." "Yo, Mo!" "Faisal." "Do you want to come play TT at my house?" "What, on PS2?" "Got to go online, man." "Online?" "Listen, you've got the wrong station, yeah?" "Get the right station then talk to me, bruv." "Mandem coming through." "What's going on?" "You all right?" "Yeah, blud." "You good, yeah?" "Make sure they're cooked on the inside, yeah?" "Trust me." "Bagging up their food... ..and while I was there sleeping." "Yo." "Yo." "What's crackalacking, Sonia?" "You all right, boys?" "Is that scran ready yet?" "If you like your sausages raw." "What popped off here last night?" "You ain't heard?" "The place was trashed." "No schooling." "All these youths came out like pikeys expecting me to solve their fucking problems." "We should call you Trisha." "I should be on Trisha after the shit I heard last night." "What shit, though?" "Same shit, different time." "Yo, what's up, young buck?" "You good, though?" "What do you want?" "I just came to see what you were on, innit?" "Come to see what I'm on?" "Am I your age, bruv?" "No." "Yeah?" "Don't come round here." "Go jam with Faisal, man." "Go on." "Faisal is a waste, man." "Come on, man, move." "Let him stay." "He's so cute." "Fine, fuck it." "Stay." "It's no good being cute on road, though, is he?" "Demon's youngers moved him from our fucking food." "What?" "!" "Say no more, cuz, we'll run up on them hood rats ASAP, cuz." "Are you cool, yeah?" "Say no more, fam." "I don't like the way he's been going on." "You see what I'm saying, bruv?" "Man was all bantering with him, in a good mood," "I heard this fucking prick's name, cuz, "Demon, Demon, Demon..."" "Some biceps, man." "Are you working out?" "Are you a chief, bruv?" "You're just taking it from a man's lips like that." "I didn't know he was going to do that." "I'm a chief." "Chief of the town, bruv." "No, you're a chief like a..." "Hey, where is he from?" "Who?" "Sayyid." "I don't know, man." "I just thought he was one of your people." "He's, like, Moroccan or Algerian or something." "No, he sounds French." "Repo, cuz." "Yo, cuz." "I need some creps." "Yeah?" "What ones?" "Air Max." "Size seven." "Yeah, I got you." "Say no more." "Hi." "I'm sorry." "Can I help you?" "Yes." "I always forget." "Which one are you?" "What's your name?" "Rash..." "Your name's Rash?" "Let me in." "Oh, Vanessa." "Shut up." "Are you going to let me in?" "No." "OK." "Real, sh." "Get your leg in, get your leg in." "One...two..." "Sh." "Come on." "I need to hit the roads hard." "I need to make so much dough." "Gonna road the family out in the end, innit?" "Make sure Mo goes to college." "University, even." "Yo, Mo." "Hey, Mo, bruv." "You awake?" "What about me?" "What?" "Yeah." "Of course you'll come too." "We'll go on holiday together." "They've got bare beaches in Miami." "You can swim with dolphins and shit." "You and Layla can go shopping." "Gucci, Louis, Prada." "Whatever you like, innit?" "All right?" "I had another drunk sleeping on my bus." "It's so hot." "We'll need to buy fan." "How much fan in Argos?" "I don't know." "You've got the catalogue, Mum." "Do I look like Wikipedia?" "Wiki-eh?" "Rashid?" "In Mansoura, when it was hot, he would sleep on the roof." "Yeah, but we're in England, Dad." "We don't sleep on roofs." "That's why they're built like that, with a point." "I ain't sleeping on no roof." "In Cairo, we buy fans." "It's the best way to sleep." "What is?" "Mansoura." "Oh, right." "Calm down." "Oh, Rash, man!" "Boys." "Right, I'm out." "Bye, then." "Have a good, day, yeah?" "OK." "Agh!" "What, blud?" "What, blud?" "What, blud?" "What, blud?" "What, blud?" "Mohamed..." "I guess that's why I roll on my own." "No-one troubles me, so I don't trouble them." "Sorry." "Who's that?" "No, no, no." "I should have stopped before my interview anyway, man." "I need this job." "I'm a flipping dad, man." "Yeah." "Yeah, I hear that." "But, fam, I earn more dough than my dad." "Huh?" "Do I lie?" "You can't make more than you do on road." "What job pays you more than on road?" "325 a week, you can make 325 a day if you want, fam." "Oi, shush, man." "Being baked, bruv." "How much longer, man?" "That's so faked." "It's a film." "Bollywood." "Mum, you hear the sound effects before the action." "I like it." "Oh..." "Mum, how much electricity shall I put on?" "20, honey, 20." "Thank you very much." "Hi, there." "Child travel card." "Do you have ID on you, darling?" "ID?" "Yep." "I come in here all the time." "But the thing is, I can't serve you without ID." "Oh, whatever." "Hi, there." "20 on electricity, please." "No problem." "£20, please." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Hi, there." "Hi." "Hi." "Are you new round here?" "Yeah, um..." "I just moved in." "I'm Aisha." "Mo." "Cool." "What?" "What is it?" "'Mo." "Hey, Mo.'" "Oi, Rash, bruv." "'Yo.'" "It's Demon and the boys." "They got the dog out at the shop." "'Fuck.'" "What's happening?" "Nothing." "Who are they?" "I think the one with the dog is Demon." "Demon who?" "Sh." "What the fuck are you doing in my ends?" "!" "You think you can move to my brother like that?" "!" "You think I'm a prick?" "!" "Fucking pussy." "Are you fucking smoking rocks?" "Where the fuck are you going, little man?" "Let's go." "No." "Come on, then." "Fuck." "Come on, man." "We've got to cut." "Demon, we've got to go, man." "Let's go, bruv." "Run!" "Call an ambulance!" "He's fucking dead, cuz, he's dead." "Call a fucking ambulance!" "Let's go!" "Bruv." "We come from Allah and we will go back to him." "Don't worry, don't worry." "He was top 40 online." "I used to want to beat him, but..." "I don't know." "If I get to his level, I'm going to make sure I die." "I wanted to knock for you earlier." "I..." "I was worried about you." "You don't need to worry about me." "I'm good round here." "People know who I am." "I'm telling you, man, fucking now, bruv, yeah?" "Man that Demon taking man for dickheads, he's going to take us for dickheads so we get fucking mugged off the road?" "Don't know about you, man, but man's not a dickhead, innit?" "Fucking joke." "What's going on?" "I hear you, cuz, but we've got to plan it first, bruv." "We can't just jump in there, fam." "We've got to be on-point, you know?" "I hear that." "You feel me?" "I do, man, we've just got to come correct." "Yo." "Feds." "Oh." "I'll come back another time." "Oh, no, no." "It's OK." "I can finish this later." "It's for a stupid magazine, anyway." "How are you doing?" "Coffee?" "Yeah." "Sugar?" "Yeah, five." "Five?" "!" "Four and a half." "Oh, you were gangster." "My brothers." "From back home." "Paris." "Your jacket is old, bruv." "I loved this jacket, man." "Your brothers looked like shotters." "They're in prison." "Shit." "Is that why you left to come here?" "Yeah, and other reasons." "It wasn't your fault." "Yes, it was." "I'm running around thinking I'm untouchable." "The pricks who did it, they're going to fucking pay, you know?" "The stronger man is the one who can control himself when he's angry." "My father used to say it." "It's from the Hadith." "Yeah." "But in the Koran it says everything is "maktub", so if it's all written from before, then what difference does it make?" "If shit's going to happen, then it's going to happen, innit?" "It's about where you put your frame." "Shit." "That is sick, bruv." "When are you going to give up on that ting?" "I bought this in 1976." "No wonder it's knackered." "The best radio I ever had." "Made in Russia." "Yeah, right, Dad." "It's older than me." "Yeah." "And more useful." "What's that?" "What the fuck does it look like?" "Yeah, what's it on?" "The Prophet." "Prophet Muhammad...?" "Yeah, I think so." "So why are you reading a book?" "Rash, what are we going to do about Demon?" "We?" "What do you mean, "we"?" "We ain't going to do nothing." "You're going to stay out of this. "We"!" "Wagwan?" "You can't come here." "What do you mean, "Wagwan"?" "Are you mad?" "Fuck." "Yo, little one, let me see that." "Some tattoo pictures, man." "I need to get one of them, man." "Hook me up." "You know what you gotta do, innit?" "Represent." "I think I might get one like this." "Nah, man." "You want to get something like this, bruv." "That, bruv?" "No way, man." "I want one saying "fuck" with a gun underneath it, that'd be sick." "Don't get that." "What, do you think you're Tupac or something?" "Nah, man, that would look heavy on my neck." "You've got to be 18 to get a tattoo." "Seriously?" "Yeah, if you want some ghetto jailhouse tat, bruv." "Nah, man." "You ready for me?" "Have you done it?" "What do you mean "no", cuz?" "Have you done him, fam?" "Fucking knew it, cuz, man." "Give me that ting." "What's going on, Rash, man?" "Fuck me!" "Rash, where are you going?" "We're supposed to wait here, bruv." "Rash!" "You'll get him next time, bruv." "Real talk." "Ain't going to be a next time." "Death is real, bruv." "It ain't a fucking game." "Once you're dead, you ain't coming back." "Hallas." "But if we don't bury Demon, then we lose and they win." "Bruv, we all lose in these ends." "You haven't filled out the reference section." "It doesn't have to be a previous employer." "It could be a teacher or other professional who'll put in a good word." "Boss." "Fam, um..." "Lenny..." "I want out." "Out?" "You mean, "out?" Out where, bruv?" "You're emotional right now and I get that." "I want you to lay low for a while." "No, um..." "Cuz, I want out, yeah?" "For real." "I can't do this no more." "Look." "You need to understand." "Every boss has a smart guy and a high motherfucker." "You're my smart guy." "And I calculated." "Don't do bullshit for stripes." "Repo..." "He's just a high motherfucker." "You've got a future." "Yeah." "Well, I've been thinking about the future, cuz." "Hmph." "Sit." "We've got a lot of money to make." "I'm saying... ..you should lay low for a bit." "'Ere, Mo..." "No, that's bacon, bruv." "Well, no, it's not bacon, is it?" "It's bacon FLAVOUR, there's a difference, mate." "It's still bacon." "No, no, no, it's just chemicals." "R56, dextrose, bit of citric acid..." "I said I'm cool, I ain't eating that shit, man." "You know they got alcohol in them now?" "Oh, come on, man, that's just stupid." "I'm being so serious." "They've got, like, ethanol or something." "Well, if you want to keep telling porkies, then I'll keep MUNCHING porkies." "Mm!" "What's wrong?" "Nothin'." "Come on, mate, what's the story?" "There ain't no story, man." "It's Rash, innit?" "He's acting like a prick." "Well, you know it's because of Izzi." "No, man, there's something else." "There's this Arab guy I've never seen before, yeah?" "He was at the funeral." "You know I know Rash's friends, innit, but I don't know this one." "Mm, maybe he's a cat." "No, man, he drives an R6." "Ooh!" "Well, maybe he's a dealer." "No." "He ain't road." "He ain't bling, he's got a classy swagger." "He's got him reading books about the Prophet Muhammad and shit." "I want to do something different." "I mean, I've lived my whole life in Hackney... ..and I ain't ever been down here." "Madness." "I want to get a job." "You can work for me." "Yeah!" "Yeah, that's a good one!" "What the hell do I know about photography?" "No, I'm serious, man." "I have a few jobs coming up." "It would give me more time for the exhibition." "If you like?" "Watch!" "Oh, don't piss me off, man." "Are you training for the Olympics?" "!" "Fuck the Olympics and fuck you, man." "Oh, you skinny motherfucker!" "Why are you so happy?" ""Yo!" "I go hard..." No, Rash, don't..." "Stop it, man!" "".." "I get better punani..." I ain't fin..." "".." "Poppin' a gangster..." It ain't finished, man!" "Come on then, let's box it out." "Come on, let's box it out, yeah?" "One-two." "Come on, one-two." "Go for it." "Harder!" "Harder!" "Come on, harder, little man." "Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee." "Float like a bee, man, sting like a bitch!" "What the f...?" "Sh..." "Baba's gonna kill us." "Well, seven years' bad luck." "Yeah, well..." "Life don't get much shitter than this." "Rash..." "Is it all my fault?" "No, bruv." "It's my fault." "Rash, sometimes I forget about Izzi." "Just for five minutes and then I remember and I feel bad." "I don't want to forget him." "No-one's forgetting him, yeah?" ""..the flow." ""Go hard, I'm erecting I'm trying to F this B" ""And I'm a come harder Why?" "Cos I got my own bars" ""How you gonna get in the flow with no bars?" ""How you gonna get in the zone with no pass?"" "Rash..." "You wanna hear my bars?" "No, bruv." "You think spittin' pays the bills?" "Just the hook is hard, man." "Ah!" "I didn't sleep the entire 18 days." "The revolution brought out the true Egyptian, the Egyptian we didn't see since Nasser." "Shukraan." "Just like my mother's cooking." "Um, you know, I saw this Illuminati thing on YouTube, they want, like, a one-world government and, like, a new world order... so they can control everything." "Cos, like, Obama, he's the boss man." "No, Baba, no, for you." "No, eat, eat, eat." "Did the revolution make you want to go back?" "Well, I wanted to go back, but it's not easy." "I have work, bills, school." "What can an old man do?" "Yes, but we need to get more involved in the democratic process." "Why else did we end up here?" "We didn't end up here, we was born here!" "Hey, don't talk about stuff you don't understand, yeah?" "Thank you for offering Rashid the job." "Oh, no, no, it's OK." "I have so much work coming up, so it has been really great having his help." "What, you think you're the Gandhi of Hackney, or something?" "Shut up." "What did I tell you before?" "This politics shit is bullshit, man!" "If it's so good then why is there still wars?" "Sit down!" "Why are politicians liars, man?" "I'm sorry." "No, I'm sorry." "You eating' with us, cuz?" "Better service, innit?" "Not when they're making patterns with the coke..." "Come on, bruv." "You're always questioning him like he don't know." "Cuz, he's making patterns like it's Art Attack." "Mo, my little soldier!" "You all right?" "Where you been?" "Around." "Yeah, is that so?" "Yeah." "How is Rash?" "Oh, fuck him, man, he's been acting bookie, bruv." "He's on this new job ting." "Job ting?" "He's working for that Sayyid character, bruv." "So he's got a job now, yeah?" "Leave him, anyway." "What are you saying, are we on?" "What d'you mean?" "How much dough have you got in your pocket right now?" "About £2.50, still." "Hey, what's that - some chicken and chips money, bruv?" "!" "What's that about, cuz?" "Allow it, AJ, cuz." "The way I see it, you're DMG, innit?" "Mm." "Yeah." "Innit?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Might as well start eating with DMG, innit?" "Mm." "Just little small jobs, here and there." "Turn that £2.50 into £250, bruv." "You ain't even got to tell Rash, bruv." "Our little secret, you know, man to man." "Cool." "Yeah, man to man?" "Yeah." "Is that a good idea?" "Who pays the rent round here, you little tramp!" "What the fuck are you laughing for?" "What?" "!" "Shut up, you crackhead!" "Oi!" "Fuck Rash anyway." "He ain't my dad, bruv, I can do what I want, man." "I hear that, cuz." "Big man ting." "Hey, Bobo, pass the line." "There you go, cuz." "That's you." "Every day you come here, pick up the food, wait for the phone calls, you go past the shops..." "you get 40 quid a day." "But, listen, you got to get your business head right, yeah?" "You can't be going outside on the hype." "Yeah." "Low-key, you understand me?" "Yeah, of course." "That's for you for today, bruv." "Hey!" "Yeah?" "You know, I'm blessed." "Welcome to DMG, my cody!" "Che-e-e-e-ers!" "That's what I'm saying, cuz." "Back the shot, bruv." "Yeah..." "That's what I'm talking about, cuz." "Oi, oi, oi, oi!" "Where'd you get them from, mate?" "What?" "You think I can't buy a beer?" "I can get anything, bruv, I'm a G!" "A G?" "!" "Mate, real gangsters don't say they're gangster." "I'll give you that one for free, mate." "Whatever, man." "Here you are." "Uh, no thanks." "Bet it's disgusting." "You don't drink?" "No." "Smoke?" "No!" "Are you serious?" "!" "Not even, like, one Benson in your entire life?" "Never." "Really?" "!" "What?" "What's wrong with it?" "Nothing's wrong with it, it's just that, like, most girls I've seen..." "Well, I'm..." "I'm not most girls." "Oh, she done you there!" "What are you listening to?" "Mm, what?" "What are you listening to?" "Ah, the realest nigga." "Lemme listen." "A'ight." "# As I get older" "# But I'm a stay strong till the day that it's over" "# It feels like I'm right in the middle of the sea" "# And there's nobody out here but me" "# I'm all alone, I'm on my own" "# I need help but there's no-one to phone" "# Them haters are sayin' that I won't make it" "# My mind frame's strong and they cannot break it" "# They're hatin' cos I'm elevatin'" "# And dedication's what I'm demonstrating" "# So I will never give up I will never give up" "# No, I will never give up No, I will never give up" "# I said, I'm a keep going Said, I'm a keep going" "# Yeah, I'm a keep going I'm a keep going. #" "Smile, man." "Come on, smile." "Oh, you just smashed the lens, fam." "Lemme see." "Oh, good composition." "You've got an eye." "You see, you line up the subject here with the H. Oh." "What, and that's good, yeah?" "Mm-hm." "Oh." "Very good." "Yeah." "Ah, thanks, bruv." "Thanks." "I've "got an eye"!" "You want another beer?" "Yeah." "There you are." "Ah, thank you." "Mm!" "I tell you what, yeah?" "Learn from this, yeah?" "Look." "Yeah, you learn from me." "Get out of here, man!" "Give me my shit!" "There you go, but I..." "I've got two eyes, that's what I've got." "Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah." "Oi, come off that, man." "Come on, just one." "No, no, no, no." "Come off that, I don't like cameras and shit." "Hey, come off that." "No, no, no." "Hey, did I say you could take..." "Bruv..." "Hey, don't touch my stuff." "You said you weren't paparazzi." " I'll grab that camera." " You're super famous, a superstar" "I'll be famous when I'm done for murder." "Hey, hey..." "Give me the camera." "You don't touch my stuff." "Give me the..." "I'm not going to smash the camera..." "What the fuck?" "!" "I'm sorry, man." "I thought you were..." "Well, fuck you!" "Fuck you, man, I'm not." "Are you?" "Come on, Rash." "Are you?" "It wasn't just me." "Well, f..." ""It wasn't just me."" "Hello!" "Oh..." "What?" "Oh, you little prick." "Hey, where you been?" "Like you care, bruv." "Hey, lemme do it." "This is how it starts, bruv." "I know I can't talk... ..cos you seen me doing it." "But you can't be out drinking and shit, yeah?" "Here, come here." "Come on." "Move your arm." "# I don't need no-one's advice" "# I don't need no-one to tell me how to live my life" "# Bags underneath my eyes I won't sleep tonight" "# Squaring up the way I need to Don't wanna make you cry... #" "I know sometimes you say to me, but that's what I'm sayin'..." "How d'you know she's not trying to set us up?" "No, no, she hates him." "I'm telling you, bruv, you need to hear it from my mouth?" "Then you know what I'm talking about." "Houdini's back." "Where you been, fam?" "Just been laying low, innit." "Like Lenny said, tryin' to get my head right." "So, you just leave and don't tell the man nothing?" "You've got a job, you think you're better now, yeah?" "No, fam." "I don't think I'm better than no-one, yeah?" "We heard you're doing some kind of wedding photography shit." "What the fuck's that about, cuz?" "!" "Huh?" "What you fucking saying?" "I'm saying you disappeared and go to Lenny like a sad man..." "Mm." "..and tell him you want out before you come to mandem, like you never grew up with manfam." "Disrespect." "Look." "I don't want part of this Demon shit..." "You're part of this, cuz!" "Yeah? "Drugs, Money, Guns", cuz." "What the fuck else is good out here, bruv?" "I ain't on it." "That's it." "You've gone soft, cuz." "Moist." "Wet!" "Oh, you just don't want to be our boy no more?" "You know what?" "Fuck you, man." "Hold it, hold it, hold it." "You know, if we weren't milking Mo right now," "I'd just fucking shoot the pussy in the face." "Mm." "Don't come here, blud." "I don't want to fucking talk, yeah." "Don't fuckin'..." "Hey." "I thought you knew." "Oh, fuck you, fuck you!" "Why the fuck would you think that?" "Listen, I've got a girl." "Hm?" "I just wanted to make sure you're OK." "I never want to fucking see you again." "Get the fuck out of my way!" "Hey, Rash." "Don't touch me, you FUCKING homo!" "Hey, yeah." "What's good?" "I was thinking, we should link up." "Yeah, now." "Oh..." "Mm..." "Mmm." "Rash?" "What?" "I missed you." "I miss you too." "Mmm..." "Rashid!" "Rash!" "Wait!" "Come on." "Mmm!" "Oh!" "Uh..." "Uh!" "Oh, oh..." "Hey, baby." "Shhh, shhh..." "Hello!" "This is scary." "..She don't want to come near me." "Nope, keep it going!" "Hi, Mo." "Is Rash in?" "No, he's out." "Do you know where?" "As if he tells me anything these days." "Yeah, for real." "All right." "Thanks, babes." "Vanessa?" "Do you want to blaze a zoot?" "I didn't know you blazed." "Yeah." "Does Rash know?" "Course." "Thanks." "There's something I want to ask you." "But it stays between me and you, yeah?" "Cool." "I don't want this getting back to Rash." "Our little secret?" "He ain't been coming round very much." "He ain't been answering my texts, been leaving him bare messages." "Is he linking another girl?" "No." "No, you don't need to worry about that." "All he cares about is his job and his new best friend, Sayyid." "Yeah, but if there was another girl, you'd tell me, though, right?" "Yeah, course." "You know that." "Thanks." "You're an angel." "Where were you tonight?" "Uh...with Vanessa." "Rashid?" "Where you going?" "Nowhere." "You meeting Vanessa?" "What?" "You meeting Vanessa?" "No." "I got work, innit?" "Cool." "So I go see him, yeah, obviously, yeah?" "Who do you think I am?" "Pablo Escobar?" "Like I'm moving keys of cocaine?" "Do I look Cuban?" "Fuck." "You should have seen his face, you know." "Oh, my days..." "Oof..." "Ahlan Wa Sahlan by Iwan" "Oh, no..." "Come on, man, this is great." "Bruv, listen, turn it off, yeah?" "I can't believe you listen to this Arab shit." "Listen, that's your roots." "My roots?" "That's some cheesy roots, yeah?" "Allow it." "Please, turn it off." "Enough with the Harlem Shake." "Sharm el-Sheikh." "Sharm el-Sheikh?" "Oh, my days..." "I'll show you the real Sharm el-Sheikh." "Wait..." "No, no..." "You ready?" "For your own safety..." "# Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba... #" "Turn it off, man." "Turn it off." "Yeah, wagwan, Big L?" "I'm just here, laying low, like you said." "Yeah, I know, I know, I just been busy with family shit, cuz." "No way, cuz." "Are you mad?" "I ain't shook Repo." "What the...?" "!" "Right, OK, you know what?" "I'm going to come shout you tomorrow, yeah?" "A'ight, enough said." "It's the guy I sell for." "You owe him money." "No." "I wish it was that simple." "Hiya, you got anything on you?" "No, not now, blud." "Come on, man, Repo said you had some." "I ain't got nothing." "Come on, Little Rash, I only want one white..." "I'm not fucking Little Rash, man!" "All right!" "Hey, Khalid." "Mwah!" "Mwah!" "Yo." "How your day?" "Good." "Good, how are you?" "Yeah." "So, what's up, then?" "It's nothing, man, forget it." "Come on, mate, you wouldn't have dragged us down here for nothing." "What is it?" "It's Rash." "Is he all right?" "What's wrong with him?" "Is everything all right?" "I don't know." "It's sick." "Come on, I'm sure it can't be that bad." "Fuck's sake, Mo, what did they do - kill someone or something?" "Nah, nah..." "They..." "What?" "Terrorist shit." "Are you serious, mate?" "Maybe you should talk to someone at the mosque." "Nah, man." "You have to tell your mum and dad." "I can't." "What?" "!" "What do you mean?" "This is pissing me off, Lenny." "Oh, Lenny, you're gassed, man, listen." "Repo's here, just talk to him, cuz, just talk to him." "He's giving man stress, fam, fuck's sake!" "Yo, cuz." "It's not even a hard thing, cuz." "Man, I'm frustrated out here, cuz." "You ain't even giving' man the word to move on no-one, you're just saying sort it out." "Words ain't gonna sort shit out, cuz." "How am I gonna sort out with words, fam?" "Yo, everybody." "This is Kayla and this is, um..." "Rochelle." "Right, tell 'em, babes." "I used to link Demon before I was J-Boy's wifey." "Tell 'em the rest, babes." "I fuckin' hate Demon." "After what he done to me." "Ever since we split up, he's been Facebooking me, texting me about how he wants me to come link him again, but he thinks I'm not linkin' anyone cos I don't wanna tell him about me and J-Boy." "And everyone knows you lot got beef with him, so I thought," ""Boy, I'd better keep my mouth shut,"" "cos true say, I don't like to news carry, innit?" "Come, come, take a seat." "You lot, move, man, move." "You're talkin' about communication is the key, he don't wanna pick up his fuckin' phone, Lenny, cuz." "I don't see him in the hood, bruv!" "This guy's Houdini, fam, you can't see Rash in the hood no more, cuz!" "She's gonna have to go check it out for us." "He ain't dumb, fam, he'll be lying low, trust me." "So, when you was linkin' Demon, did you use to go to his yard and that?" "Course." "So, if you tell him you want to link, can you find out where he is?" "Yeah." "All right, say no more." "Who's these two girls, fam?" "Hey, Repes, you got to hear this, fam." "Take this, this fuckin' tastes like shit, man." "I heard Rashid's on some Taliban shit, cuz." "That's fuckin' gangster." "Do you think you could get some grenades?" "Don't be stupid." "What, can't a man get a little Mach 10?" "Start shooting shit up?" "What you lookin' at, fam?" "Yeah, walk on." "Move away from the door." "It took long." "I know, certainly." "All right, cool." "Hello?" "Hey, stop!" "Get off!" "Oh, shit." "Hey, allow it, man!" "Oh, my God." "It's on my white top." "Actually, there's something I've got you." "Give me your hand." "What is it?" "It's nothing disgusting, I promise." "Give me your hand." "Close your eyes." "Why?" "Just close your eyes." "No, Mo, I can't take it." "But I got you the best one." "I know how you got the dough." "I'm sorry." "I don't like you when you're with those boys." "That's my fam out here." "It's your fam, yeah?" "I think Rashid's your fam." "And so is your mum and dad." "What the fuck is this?" "Hm?" "This." "I dunno." "Don't know, huh?" "You put it in Mama's purse." "No, I didn't!" "Yeah, you did." "I know where you got the fuckin' dough, Mo, I'm not fuckin' stupid!" "Now don't mug me off!" "Fuck off, innit!" "Maybe I should call him and see what his temperature's like." "I knew it weren't a good idea." "Well, I ain't got no beef with him, I stayed out of it, remember?" "Yeah, that's him outside, blud." "I'm..." "No, stop, let me talk to him first, man." "Fall back, man." "Rash, bruv." "We're supposed to watch each other's backs, yeah?" "Fuck all that shit, bruv." "You kept it movin', we kept it movin'." "I don't want no drama, the council's already on my back." "Shut the fuck up, man!" "You know I don't want him involved on the roadside, you know that." "Mo come to me, bruv." "I don't give a fuck who came to who, yeah?" "Rash, you don't control me..." "Shut the fuck up, Mo!" "Go home." "Go!" "Mo..." "I'm due to go away." "You won't see me round these ends no more." "But I can't do that unless I fuckin' know Mo ain't on road." "I'm ready to body Demon." "What?" "I'm ready to body Demon." "In exchange..." "Mo is out." "And nobody fucks with my family." "That's how I wanna leave it." "You can take this." "So, what about Lenny?" "Don't watch that." "I'll deal with Lenny direct." "How do we know you won't shit yourself and fuck off again?" "I said I'm ready." "And then I'm gone." "All right, cool." "Where the spliff?" "Hello?" "Is Rash with you?" "Cool." "I'm on the roof, yeah?" "Come up." "I can't believe it." "I just can't believe it." "What?" "Rash." "Mixed up in all this terrorism." "Shit, man, I thought he was linkin' another girl." "I'm so dumb." "You ain't dumb." "Thanks." "Yeah, but I see it now." "One minute he's on, next minute he's off." "Yeah, but he don't care about you." "Or me, or no-one." "Trust me." "He's just confused." "No, man, he's on his own thing." "Listen...we got to stick by him, yeah?" "Me and you." "He needs us." "Mo!" "What you doin'?" "Nothing, what's wrong?" "No, no, no, I'm Rash's girl." "You're just a kid." "You ain't Rash's girl." "There ain't no terrorism shit." "He's a homo." "Him and Sayyid." "Huh, you're full of shit." "I saw them, Vanessa." "He's a batty boy?" "!" "Don't tell no-one." "What we gonna do about it, cuz?" "Well, you know what's next." "When I come back late, he's doin' his ting still." "Where are you going?" "Inside." "Don't know about that, bruv." "AJ, I want the fuckin' line back, cuz." "He wants the line back." "Who's who?" "He wants the line, innit?" "Stop stalling', fam." "Hurry up, fam." "Tell him to fuck off." "Get out of here, bruv." "What you waitin' for?" "Fuckin' move, bruv!" "Yeah, this guy fuckin' puts in the work." "Don't need to tell me, bruv." "Oi!" "Why you telling lies about me?" "What's all this terrorist shit I'm hearing from the youngers, huh?" "Why are you saying I'm a fuckin' terrorist?" "Tell me." "Come on." "Cos that's what I wish you was." "Why?" "Why the fuck?" "Look at me, man." "Get off!" "What the fuck?" "Huh?" "I'd rather have a brother who's a bomber... than a..." "..than a homo." "You make me sick, Rash." "I wish you was never my brother." "Yeah?" "Well, good, cos I'm leaving tonight." "Fuckin' go, then." "Fuckin' idiot!" "You fuckin'..." "It's OK, it's OK, please." "I'll kill you, I'll fuckin' kill you!" "Get the fuck off me, bruv!" "Calm down, calm down." "No, you're a poof, bruv, it's all your fuckin' fault!" "It's OK." "Rashid's leaving tonight, bruv." "He's gonna body Demon, then he's gone." "Tonight?" "He hates me, bruv." "I know he hates me." "Everything I do is wrong." "It's OK." "Look, look..." "I know what you're thinking." "I ain't a bad mum." "They only took him short term till I got clean." "And I'm clean now." "Now I've got this flat." "I'm building things up, getting things ready for when my baby comes home." "Come here, Mo." "I love this boy!" "I always watch out for all the youngers, don't I, Mo?" "Yeah, yeah." "That's why we came to you." "We need to find Rash." "Do you know where Demon's yard is?" "Shit." "Demon ain't at his yard." "He's lyin' low at some crackhead's flat, innit?" "But you can't take Mo there." "He's in the shower now, yeah?" "The strap's loaded, in the bedroom, top drawer, yeah?" "Go." "Nah, Repo said wait." "No, go." "Remember, he ain't Rash now, yeah, he's a faggot." "Your time now, bruv." "Are you ready to finish him?" "Yeah." "Are you sure you're on it, fam?" "Yeah." "What you doing?" "He locked me out." "You stupid bitch." "What?" "!" "Stupid bitch, man." "Can you look out for me?" "Look out." "Oh, get down, get down!" "Get down, someone's coming." "What are you doing?" "Hey, fuck off!" "No, don't!" "Kayla, run!" "Don't!" "Run!" "Tell him his brother got looked at." "Where's Rash?" "What's good, cuz?" "What's good, fam?" "Where's Rash?" "He's hurt still." "What d'you mean he's hurt?" "He's gonna be all right, calm down, fam." "He's with Sayyid, he's with Sayyid." "You need to find him." "You know where his yard is, yeah?" "Yeah." "Come and get in the car, then." "Are you sure he's cool?" "Yeah, he's cool, man." "You can take us there, yeah?" "It's under the arches by the station." "How's he hurt?" "He took one to the leg, cuz." "How did it happen, bruv?" "It was messy, cuz." "Rash went for Demon." "There were shots popping off everywhere and when he came out, one of Demon's boys tried to do him." "Yeah, you know how Demon's block is like already, cuz." "You were at Demon's, then?" "Yeah." "Which one is it?" "I can't remember." "I swear you said you'd been there before, though." "I've only been here once." "Right, listen, we'll go slow, innit." "And you let me know if you see anywhere you remember." "Yeah?" "Yo!" "I swear that's his bike." "Right, listen." "I think I'm gonna chill in the car, yeah?" "All right?" "Hey, Mo, come." "Come, bruv." "D'you wanna find Rash or not, fam?" "I'm coming." "Over there, yeah?" "Nah, nah, it's this one, bruv." "Yeah?" "Come on." "Go on." "What the fuck, cuz!" "Where the fuck is Rash, cuz?" "!" "Are you playing games, yeah?" "Where's Rash, cuz?" "Oh, Rash!" "Keep breathing." "Ambulance, please, ambulance." "Keep breathing." "Come on!" "He's OK now." "But he's in intensive care." "Come home now." "We'll put a stop to all this." "I can't." "Hey..." "I have money." "I'll be in touch." "Aj, I'm sorry for the way I've been acting." "All the hype, I don't want you to think I mean the chat I used to say." "I never believed the stuff you said anyway." "There's Rash." "Should I go?" "I'll look for you, yeah?" "All right." "It's good to see you, bruv." "Yeah, you too." "Hey, be careful, be careful." "Sit, bro, sit." "He's looking about a job in Manchester." "Till the situation's more stable back home." "He misses you." "Boy, your left hook is fucked." "Don't..." "Smash up." "Why are you back, bruv?" "It's cool." "I'm cool, bruv." "Go." "Thanks, bruv." "It's cool, bruv." "Come on, then." "# This is my life and I'm gonna live it" "# The best way I can I'm gonna push it to the limit" "# Cos this is my life my life, my life, my life" "# So I'm a keep grindin' I'm a keep hustlin'" "# As long as I'm alive and I keep getting money in" "# This is my life" "# My life, my life, my life" "# This is my life" "# Tryin' to be the best I can be" "# Plan A failed Now I'm workin' on Plan B" "# I wanna give my family everything they fancy" "# Cos life's been hard It ain't sweet like candy" "# In the hood Everyone tries to be the hardest" "# Instead of them tryin' to be the smartest" "# You end up in the casket the fastest" "# If you are a target you get walked over like carpets" "# Niggas my age look up to me like I'm a older" "# It's cos I've been on the battlefield, I'm a soldier" "# I held my own I never was a robot" "# And clients love me Cos when they phone up, I show up" "# Started scruffy Now I'm the neatest with the grind" "# Ask about cash I had teachers on my line" "# Burnt a boy's skin but the heater wasn't mine" "# And I was para, always thinking I'd be greeted by the swine" "# This is my life and I'm gonna live it" "# The best way I can I'm a push it to the limit" "# Cos this is my life" "# My life, my life, my life" "# So I'm a keep grindin' I'm a keep hustlin'" "# As long as I'm alive I'm a keep getting money in" "# Cos this is my life" "# My life, my life, my life" "# This is my life" "# My life, my life, my life, my life my life, my life, my life" "# It's real" "# I've wanted to be famous" "# All life long Rapping on stage" "# Fans rapping my songs Now these haters are mad at me" "# Cos I'm gradually turning my dream into reality. #"