" Yo, did you get the flyer from Mic Star?" " Yes." " You feeling it?" " No." " What?" "!" " What's your name?" "Nadiva." "I've got my first-ever gig tonight." "Open mic competition, from Mic Star?" "It's going to be a madness!" " Who is she?" " Who are you?" "He's my man." "Youngers, where you at?" "Yem?" "If you get involved you'll get locked up again." "Babe, I can't just leave him." "He's going to get battered." "Get my phone, I dropped my phone." "She'll be in my phone!" "Where's the fun in that, Jay?" "'93.2..." "'Gwah!" "'This is DJ Nitro Fyre." "'Hey, yeah!" "I'm still talking about Mic Star Four, 'cos last night was meant to be about positivity." "'But once again, the few - or should I say the younger few?" " 'spoilt it for the rest of us." "'See these youngers, man?" "They don't know about music." "'They don't care about music." "Listen..." "'See you youngers, yeah?" "'You need to stop taking these music events as a joke." "'Anyway, keep texting or hitting up the website with your comments 'and with your views on what the hell is wrong with these youngers.'" "Ohhh." ""Roadman4lyf" says, "At Boxes, the youngers were going on milly," ""slapping up both man and gyal..."" "What?" "A girl called MiniMinaj365 just put up that" ""I saw the MC breder from the kids' group pull out a knife and shank, shank, shank"." "Our reputation is getting mashed up before it's even begun!" "Why's that ho gotta lie about a knife for?" "Why's she gotta be a ho for?" "What, you defending her comments, Yems?" "No, but the way you talk and deal with girls is the reason Jodie did what she did." "So you... you're blaming me?" "Jodie swiped my phone cos she's crazy, do you understand that?" "All right." "Don't get all worked up." "I think we need to finish that new track Enigma and prove heads wrong." "Nah, G. Look, if our rep's going to be fixed, we need to put Hash Tag on Maximus FM." "What's Hash Tag?" "Some new bars I recorded on my phone." "How's it go?" "Something like, my chain, my garms, my nu era snapback, tell the gyal dem they can hashtag dat..." "I play..." "Yeah, you need to get your phone back, ASAP, bruv." " Yeah, I know." " Yolo!" "You soldiers all good, yeah?" "Few scratches here and there, but we're all good." "Hey, last night was jokes." "Yeah, for you, man, perhaps." "What?" "Is that how you thank us for backing you, blud?" "Disrespect." "Where you going?" "I told ya, I got forms to hand in for college." "But we're in a lyrical crisis, bruv." "Well then, get your phone back, so we can start recording." "Oh, yeah!" "Jodie jacked his phone, innit?" "That's a minor, cos I'mma get that back one time and when I do, watch the fire I'm gonna spit, yeah?" "I'm going to show 'em that I ain't no idiot younger." "Gwah, Linkster!" "You know what?" "I got some bars I can lend you." "Yeah, bruv!" "Check it." "# I was sittin' on the wall with the mandem" "# When I told 'em that I wanna bake cakes" "# Cos I was talking to Failia and Tinie when I found out" "# We were caught in the riots." "# Tinie took rice I tried to take socks but I lost 'em" "# What a madness" "# Now I'm sitting here with no socks on my feet" "# Bunions, corns, madness. #" "Hey, those bars were sick, you know." "Watch him try and take them, blud." "Hey, I'm only lending you those bars, blud!" "Perfect." "Hey, Shaz." "You know that Jay I was seeing?" "'Jay?" "'" "Yeah, Linkster Jay." "Wait till I send you this new photo of him." "'Why, what is it?" "'" "You'll see." "It's gonna be bare jokes." "You gotta send it to everyone." "Oi!" "Give me my phone back, man." "Get off me, Jay." "I want my phone, man!" "You're hurting me." "Or what?" "Gonna throw your fists around, like you did at Boxes?" "I didn't start the beef." "And maybe if you didn't snitch your brother..." "You think I was gonna stand by and watch you play me like that?" "D'you know what you've cost me and Yemi?" "That was our big moment, Jodes." "Oh, boo-hoo!" "Now come out my way." "Some of us have got work to go to." "I need my phone." "Let go of me." "Jay, Jay, Jay." "Come here, boy." "I want my phone back, yeah?" "Let go of it." "Stop being silly." "I don't need your help." "When you gonna let me back in the house?" "Right, you know, come, come, come." "Let's just squash the beef about Nathan and make up." "Mm?" "You know you like it when we make up." "OK, at least give me the keys so I can get changed." "Ash." "You can't stay away from trouble for one minute." "You're still on probation, you know." "Louise!" "Get up!" "On your feet, boy!" "How many times I told you?" "Stay away from my sister." "Oi!" "Oi, what?" "Are you dumb, bruv?" "Do you know who this is?" "Don't watch him." "He's from off endz." "This get's sister took my phone, man." "What?" "Ash..." "I ain't got a beef with you." "I need to look after my little sister." "Man, a man's gotta look after his own." "Right, why don't you and your boys go home and look after her?" "But I want his phone back by the end of the day." "Come." "What's the matter with you, man?" "Ash, you don't get it..." "Since Mic Star, people have been taking me and Yem some idiots, bruv." "Bruv, no-one even knew who you two were before Mic Star." "As long as your music is on point, ain't no-one gonna care about what went down." "All right?" "Peace." "Sweet, man." "Davina." "Hey, D." "Yo, D, you all right?" "Hey, Dee-Dee?" "D, come here, man." "Davina." "Oh, it's so funny..." "I'm gonna have to finish the track at mine." " All right, then, yeah." " Nah, nah, it's cool cos I've got a man from, like, north, south, east and west that regularly record at mine, so you know..." "Hey, my bedroom's getting famous, like..." "Famous for recording, I mean." "But I'm gonna have to call you later." "All right, bless, bless." "Say hey." "D!" "Davina!" "You just can't wait for term to start, innit?" "No, no, I..." "I've gotta hand in forms to reception." "So now it's back to my bedroom." "My studio in my bedroom." "Where I record." "Do my ting." "Music and that." "You know when you said people can come to yours to record their tracks?" "Do you charge?" "Nah, nah." "It's more like favours for bredrins." "And bredrins of bredrins." "Ah!" "Seen." "You working on anything when you get home?" "Er, yeah, hopefully with Jay." "What are you on now?" "I was gonna go and check my friend, but she ain't gonna be home yet." "Anyways..." "I'll see you around, yeah?" "Would you be interested in some studio time?" "I'd love to try out in a studio." "Well, I haven't got a proper proper studio, but if you want..." "Sounds cool to me." "Really?" "Yeah." "Right." "Maybe I could try out some new lyrics." "Yeah, I'd like that." "And this is where the magic happens." "Musical magic, that is." "Nice." "Heh-heh-heh, yeah, yeah, yeah." "Keep laughing, Dad." "Cos right now man's all about his business." "No, this is not my new office number!" "Look, just... just... bell Yemi for me and tell him that I'm on my way, yeah?" "Cos I don't want to trek over there and he ain't home, do I?" "One sec, Dad, I need to put more money in the ting, man." "I said I need to put more money in the ting!" "Chill!" "Hello?" "Dad!" "What happened to my one minute?" "!" "Yemi!" "Yes, Mum." "Make sure you put your pants into the wash basket, and not hanging on the edge or on the floor." "I'm not your house girl!" "Yes, Mum." "For the record, man don't wear pants." "I wear boxers." "Not that you needed to know." "That's it!" "Keep that smile and we'll go from the top." "OK." "# They say you have the most fun when you're young" "# So I'ma do what I want" "# Cos you only live once... #" "# My chain, my garms" "# My new era snap back Tell the gyal dem dat they can..." "# Hashtag that... # # ..." "Sat in... sat in... #" "Brap!" "Yo, excuse me, ladies." "Were you buff tings at Boxes last night?" "I swear, though." "Donna, look at this." "Can I borrow some lip gloss?" "Pink really is your colour!" "What?" "Yemi, get the door." "Yes, Mum." "It's always something!" "Sorry about this, Davina." "# I've gotta settle down one day" "# But that's the only thing that I comprende" "# You'll never get married, that's what my friends say, but... #" "Swear down I'm about to Hulk out." "You don't even get it, bruv." "Whoa!" "Look at you in here chirpsin'." "Is that how you're goin' on now, yeah?" "No, no, no!" "That's not what it is." "Davina just came round to work on some music." "Mmm." "No, really." "She's good." "# They say you have the most fun when you're young" "# So I'ma do what I want Cos you only live once" "# Cos you only live once!" "#" "Well?" "What?" "What d'you think?" "What, about her?" "Nah, man." "Loose chicks ain't the way forward." ""Loose chick"?" "Who you calling a loose chick?" "Oi!" "Apologise!" "Yemz!" "People already think we're a joke ting, yeah?" "A female singer's gonna make us sound moist." "I disagree." "I said, who you calling a loose chick?" "Yeah, well, I knew you would." "It's cool." "Let me go." "Nah, Davina, you don't have to!" "Bruv!" "If you're not hittin' it, she's got no business being here." "Davina!" "Davina..." "You're unbelievable, you know that, bruv?" "Yemi!" "Don't mix business with pleasure." "Have you got Big Chest Kiera's number?" "No." "What about..." "Thick Lips Meesha?" "No." "Big Batty Barbara?" "All right, chill." "You need to apologise to Davina." "Send me her digits, then." "No!" "Ohh!" "So you do like her, then, eh?" "Eh?" "Yeah!" "But that's not why I brought her round." "Yeah, yeah." "Yo, Ash!" "Bangs brought my phone yet?" "Nah." "I knew Jodie wouldn't give it, man." "She's bare stubborn." "I told you I'd get you your phone back, and I will." "Is your uncle around?" "Nah, not yet." "Soon, though." "You men couldn't drop me a hint?" "We ain't going to comment on the next man's smell, are we?" "Where you going?" "To my yard." "I need to shower." "I'll be back in half an hour." "Right." "I'm going to prove to you that Davina sings on point." "Her vocals are going to take Enigma to the next level." "Louise!" "Louise!" "I'ma kick down this door, you know, so if you're in there you better open up right now." "Told you I wasn't playing." "Louise!" "Whose tune's that, bruv?" "Uh... it's me and my boy Linkster." "And some guest vocals from an up-and-coming talent from the endz, The Diva." "Seen." "She got talent, still." "All right, Yemz, I get it!" "Made up your mind yet?" "What's the cheapest thing you got?" "Can we just have some plantain, please?" "And?" "A Coke?" "And?" "You might as well just set us some curried goat." "Curried goat done." "Just a can of Coke, please." "Two cans of Coke." "Playing your music all day." "You want wifi?" "Yo, put on the track, bruv." "Oi, what's really good, though?" "Is that Rita Ora, yeah?" "Rita who?" "You're listening to the vocals of the next up-and-coming talent from the endz." "Lady Diva." "The Diva." "The Diva." "Hold on..." "He looks butters in real life!" " I haven't heard that word in time!" " What?" "Yeah?" "Well, you ain't peng, either!" "See what I'm saying there, man?" "This ain't even funny." "Louise!" "Why didn't you tell me you were having your second scan today?" "Is it a boy or a girl?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" "Louise!" "Davina, thanks for coming." "Really, Yemi?" "Disrespect." "I'm really sorry about what happened." "It's not you that should be apologising." "Well, I've got something better than an apology." "Is this you singing?" "Yeah." "Her vocals and my bars are a perfect match, so we uploaded the track and posted a link on the Maximus FM forum." "Hold on, hold on!" "They uploaded a track with your vocals and didn't ask for your permission?" "Ain't that like copyright tiefin' or something?" "Well, we weren't tiefin' her voice." "We were just bringing her in." "She's good." "It's up there now." "And it'll be interesting to hear what people think." "Oh, hello, ladies." "What can I get you?" "Sorry, we don't want anything." "Then you don't need to be in my shop, do you?" "All right, can we just have two Cokes, then, please?" "All right." "And?" "What do you mean, "And?"?" "Just two Cokes." "Just two Cokes." "Hey!" "I've warned you, Mr Jellof Rice, and you, Mr Fish-and-Chips!" "Come out the shop!" "Come on, Errol, man..." ""Come on, Errol"?" "Am I your bredrin?" "!" "Come on out of the shop." ""Come on, Errol, man," like you know me." "Out, man, out!" "Sick of it! "Errol, man."" "Be with you in a moment, sir." "You're going to have to tell me some time, you know." "Maybe I'll make you wait till he or she is born." "Make a mans wait for?" "Oh, my God!" "What?" "Just stay behind, babe." "Right!" "Whoever's in there better come out right now!" "I checked everywhere." "Nothing's taken." "Are you sure?" "Yeah, trust me." "I'm guessing you're going to want me to stay." "Yeah." "But... you need to shower." "And burn them clothes." "You smell." "What's that?" "He's meant to be bringing me Jay's phone, instead he's doin' this." "Who?" "Bangs." "Where you going?" "Clean and Jerk." "If he ain't there, I'm goin' to his yard." "Ash, please!" "Just stay out of it!" "Jodie!" "Where's that boy's phone?" "Why?" "Hand it over." "No." "Jodie." "Did I stutter?" "Oh, backside!" "Has Bangs come by with a phone?" "Who?" "Short, angry white guy." "Thinks he's a Yardie." "No." "Hey!" "I'll be real quick." "Swear down." "I actually thought you liked me." "Why don't you just give your sister some time, yeah?" "God, you women are confusing, man." "Tell him I don't want to see him or speak to him ever again." "Oi!" "I had things under control, you know." "No, you was ready to start beefing." "Nah, man!" "Ashley, in four months' time you're going to be a dad." "I need you to stop all this ghetto, teenage mentality and just be... a normal man." "I know you're going to be a brilliant dad." "But if you let things like this get out of hand... then our daughter might never know that." "Daughter?" "We're having a girl?" "Rar!" "Yo!" "Yo." "Hey, man, what's this, what's this?" "Is that mine?" "Oh, my days, blud, this is emotional." "How did you get it back?" "It's minor." "Safe as, man." "Yemz, check this out, man." "It's going to be massive." "My chain, my garms" "My nu era snapback Tell the gyal dem" "They can hashtag dat" "I play it like a G and an old-school Mack" "Have the gyal dem screaming Brap, brap, brap!" "Is that it?" "Yeah." "Yo, Ash, since you're here, man, you might as well stay for the verdict on the track." "Posted it online, cuz." "This is the ting!" "This don't make any sense." "Let me see?" "Bruv, you're getting cussed out." "What you done?" "People are replying to some link someone posted." "Don't worry about no random link, man." "What are people saying about the music?" "This one here, man." "Jay, Jay!" "You don't want to click on it!" "Trust!" "What?" "How?" "I thought you said a female singer would make you look moist!" "That's our reputation sorted, Jay." "Yo, yo, yo, yo!" "We need to go reach Meleka's party with our best tunes, cuz." "Nah, man." "Enigma's not ready." "Talent, my brother." "My brother Earl is a manager." "Hear that, Jay?" "Keeping it in the family." "What do you know about grime?" "You need to step up on your musical history!" "Ooh, my days, man!" "Underneath all these garms is a future boss, you get me?" "This yute's for mandem only." "If it isn't Puff Daddy!"