His death who freed leprechauns
Stealing the gold, it will damage your soul, you see
For many months, legend has grown.
Death toll increases, solution is unknown
Be careful of the wandering wanderer, to search for booty
Don't let you suffer the wrath of the golden flute.
Run away while you can, the future isn't good...
Because there is nothing safe from lep on the hood.
(laugh)
(train passing)
This map you bought is nonsense
Humans, it must be here somewhere.
Do you see gold, stupid?
The burger might be good.
That burger might be good, huh?
What are you talking about, man?
What's the matter
Damn it!
You're a midas bastard midget Yo, Slug, look at this bullshit.
(laugh)
Oh, shit.
That's it. Everything is here, baby
That's what I want, here.
You collect the rest from this item, man.
Now we move up to the east side
Yes, that's him That's what I need.
(Leprechaun chuckles)
(moans & gasps)
Ah... finally free. Free in the end.
Thank God. Free in the end.
Goddangit
Come on, come on. I will knock you...
Stealing me gold is a surefire way to grow old.
Now my restroom will be your tomb Have your ass What
Motown, here I come (rap playing music)
There is nothing in this world will be free...
Everyone's right, but it's not like me
Someone has to win, but someone has to lose...
Turn on your life properly, good choice to choose
Don't let anyone try and hold me back...
I got on stage, Butch rippin 'got on the track.
Postmaster P, that's me, you see...
P for, and that's my guarantee.
I don't have time for negativity...
Smooth is my groove, and my fresh recipe Postmaster P, yes, is positive...
Positive flow to your speakers what I miss', see
The crew and me, we all have unity...
We keep the audience evicted, positive.
(scratch note) Oh, shit!
(music is distorted)
Damn, what happened?
What are you doing? to the stage?
Too much ammonia? Not enough nitrogen So, whuddup wit 'gig? Are we billed?
Don't worry about the bill. You will get it
This is our shot out, man.
If we win this contest, we will go to Vegas Hip-Hop Cafe.
We talk about video promos, publishing rights...
recording transaction All nonsense
Only the recording contract you get is with L.A.P.D.
If you are completely wrong, I might give you another audition.
Now leave here.
Damn, I almost recovered blown to bits by a virgin.
Stupid silence. I never said I was still a virgin
I know you don't know anything about pussy not...
But I think you know about that nitrogen trimesteride.
That's nitrogen tri-iodide, stupid! Tri-iodide.
This is iodine / ammonia compound.
Stupid, you will go wind on a compound
Fuck that, we messed up Look, Stray, you're thinking with a spirit of failure.
You really need to connect some Tony Robbins.
That's big, white Goofy-lookin 'mo'fo'?
Always talking
take time to stop and kiss the forest>...
That's not true.
See, our subconscious beliefs control our behavior Only through positive daily, can we overcome positive affirmations.
Yeah, well, affirm this, bastard If we don't get it this equipment is still...
we don't win any contests...
we will not go to Vegas and we never leave Compton.
That person said we could audition again right?
What do you need to get our shit fixed?
This nonsense A lot of money.
We're screwed up
We just thought positively.
Jimi Hendrix.
The real Jimi Hendrix.
Boy, where did you get this guitar?
This is my uncle Junior.
Yes, yes, he got it from Jimi Hendrix.
Yes it's true, When they used to play together.
Your Uncle Junior Ever played with Jimi?
At Psychedela-Palooza at 1 9 7 1.
Yes it's true. That, it's Jimi's guitar.
Psychedela-Palooza?
I have never heard of it before.
Is that so?
Wait a minute. '7 1? Didn't Jimi die in 9 70?
No no, That is Paul McCartney.
So, what do we give to this piece of music history?
I will give you about five seconds to get out of the shop
Enter here bullshit with this piece of crap Hey, dude, nobody _ slam you ...
Wow, you're not a gangster.
And. What is bullshit
You have never been in the military This is Postmaster P, because I delivered a positive message, that's all
- positive message - Yeah.
more like that
And Butch...
Wow, you need to get yourself some pussy...
before you blow your penis fucking with these chemicals.
Now, get up from the shop.
This is not charity.
How much you give us for that, chow
Is this Jimi's signature for real?
Yes, who else do you know is the sign like that?
I look stupid? Everyone knows Jimi died at 1 9 70.
You tried bullshit chow Go away Damn, Chow. Come on, man.
Hey, don't touch Don't touch
You left the Chow shop. Lasts!
Hip and Hop your black donkey's house
Hula, hula, go, go, go.
(in Chinese)
What should we do now? Rob someone?
There are no men, we are not robbin 'nobody.
Someone went to Mack Daddy O'Nasses there.
Why did they call him? ?
He doesn't look Greek to me.
He is a pimp, man.
Back in the day, Mack Daddy
So now he has his own A little hip-hop thing comes in.
Yes - hip-hop gangsters.
Humans, not all men I know If that's not it Compton's rap
I heard you were sampling Chipmunk tracks now.
The machine broke, man, That's not a chipmunk path.
Yo, we got some new bullshit. It's hot, man. You must hear it.
What's in it for me?
- What's in it for you? - Moolah
You can become a Reppin us, man.
After we won the contest in Vegas, we will be the hottest action around.
Enter. It's better not to waste my time.
Oh, damn it!
(playing music)
Uh - that's right
Uh - we are strict...
Postmaster P, yes, is positive...
positive flow to your speakers what I miss', see
Crew and me, we all have unity
We keep the audience evicted, positive.
Do what you have to do, comin 'from the hood...>
(music is turned off)
Not much, But that's not the worst.
You guys seem hungry. I'm sure I can do something with you.
We have to change things.
Like what?
This nonsense, okay?
I'm not with it bullshit...
. That nonsense is okay
This label, we rap about Uzis, blew the motherfuckers' head off.
Do you know what I'm saying? Hit your whore Shoot your mother's homboy on the face of a bullshit type.
Yeah, but Mack Daddy, That's not what we do, man.
We are trying to send a positive message
Yes, I mean, really, nonsense is sellin '-
(ring)
What?
Man, they want to change everything.
- Hey, do you want to be big? - Yeah.
Well then, you have to do what he says
So you want to change everything we do
Who sucks? If we are big?
Hey you...
get away from it is that yours?
Stop touching it.
Go there with your fucking friend
You fuckin 'up Watch this damn kid.
Mack Daddy: Hey, you, you listen to me
You don't want to make love to me, okay?
I hope you have sex last night Because I will cut your penis.
Then, I will eat it in my pit...
then I will burn the dirt when it comes out of my dog's bottom.
do you hear me? Don't make love to me, bitch!
What will you do?
Yo, Mack Daddy, I don't know -
You don't know Get out of here.
- Hold it, Mack, look-- - Get out of here!
Let me talk to my son, he trippin '-
You bastard is wastin 'my time I'm stuck. Try going down with this label.
You don't get a second chance. Go away Please, let me talk to him. We want to do this...
What's wrong with you, kid? You are deaf
Or are you just stupid, like your mother...?
I have to suck you like I used to do to him?
- Let me tell you something - - Check yourself, kid.
Not even kidding. Just leave
You and your homeboys, messed up This is real.
Get this damn 'lost.
Man, fuck him. I'm not a loser.
Man, this pesky broker from us.
Unless one of you all big niggas wins the lotto tomorrow...
we can forget the contest, and go to Las Vegas.
Now you're talking, bastard The photo
The photo hangs around around the jockey's neck at Mack's house.
I've been thinking...
everyone knows Mack will go out partyin 'every night, right?
We arrived there, took the gold piece from the page jockey, huh?
Oh, we're just going to Go to Mack's house, huh?
We will go in there and steal the bullshit right?
Stick them, motherfucker! Mack, gimme, what do you say
Yo, I'm serious, damn it!
Damn it gets hot.
We took that crap, we pawned the crap, and got some new equipment.
Sad, we can't do that, man.
He will not report that it was stolen. Damn it gets hot.
Stray, if we do that, we are no better than Mack.
It's okay to play bullshit scams on Jackie Dee and Chow--
but you are too tall and strong when you get down to the real deal.
Look, man, it's different, and you know it.
What do you think of that bastard? to where he is
He is far worse than us, keepin 'we are down...
controlling who goes out and who doesn't...
It's time for someone to take it something back, take some action.
A bit like Robin Hood...
Instead, we will be like that
Only with Uzis and AK, baby.
We are talking about weapons, right now?
You tell me, Post-- How else are we going to do it?
Fuck that, man. I will see you two.
We met at MacKenzie Park, 6:30.
We only play ' cards that we handle, man
As Mack said,
Business in a tent.
- You're not afraid - Damn, no, I'm not afraid.
- Ready to do this? - Yeah, I'm ready to do this
Let's do it.
- my nigga, man - I love you, man.
- Damn Let's go to Vegas. - Word Let's do this, homie.
Who is that?
- lt's Post, man. - post
So what's the problem? We will do this nonsense, or what?
My Nigga
Let's do it. I love you, my friend Look at this, huh!
Let's make money, honey - Yeah dear. - yes!
Hey post, look at that table
Oh--!
Yo, post!
Clean. We go hot!
What's the matter...
Oh, shit!
Deviate: Oh, shit, you've been killed the bastard!
Get the gold from that bastard, man.
(laugh)
Without my gold hand, You stole the veil.
You get more loot from Tiger Woods.
- What is that? - I don't know...
Chuckie is cracked! Shoot the bastard!
Come on, you (cackling)
Leprechaun: Come here, I'm hands. Come here.
Together we will shake them with fear.
(laugh)
Many times has come and gone But I still see, You are a big and fat donkey.
Mack Daddy: Bad luck phone
This is Mack. I'm at Parrot.
Bring your ass here and bring some damn weapons.
Bullshit Damn bad Machine gun. This will go down.
This nonsense is real Come now!
Leave here
Cold out
Dirt... calm down.
(cackling)
Nigga...
You get some, okay?
That's what you need; You need to be chronic.
Take it easy, bro.
You need to relax... Cold out
Smoke joints.
Yes.
Mmmm...
Curious aroma.
Interfering mixture , bullshit. That's the bomb, right there.
?
Ahh-- bomb.
A friend with weeds, is a friend, indeed
But, friend with gold, is the best, I was told.
(cries of pain)
- Knock, tap. - Who is there?
- Gold - Gold, who?
Gold finger.
(screaming)
Now, find me gold in the time record...
or you will suffer bloody and terrible crime
(hysterical laughter)
I will kill it little green bastard
Look at my damn finger! I will kill his ass!
Hey--!
God! You bad ugly bastard
In Jack Sprat's ghost, you have to be trippin '!
Mother-shit!
(dance music playing)
What is that?
It's rap.
?
Rap, like in: I will take this...
and wrap around your donkey is thin, small and ugly!
(laugh)
This is my main equipment.
This is better to be the best you have in this sorry *** Look at that. You see what you are.
Come on, look.
How much for all this?
Tell me what I will do.
I will give all these equipment for everything you get in the bag.
Well, we need equipment, operating funds...
You drive a car hard. I will tell you what...
I will give all this equipment, and $ 500.
- Six. - 525.
- 575. - 550.
Dealing.
What about my warranty?
You don't get a warranty. You are lucky you did not get a warrant.
(soft melody)
What...?
Are we done, or what?
Uh... yeah
Yeah, sir, that's bullshit, man. We will accept it.
Yes. Do you like that? That smell
Back up, motherfucker... before I slap the bullshit from you Chow, we need party supplies. We want to celebrate.
Like our big dog.
Food: You make it rich.
Hell, yes, we hit it rich. What do you think?
I said that. Time to get a few points.
Food: You go down and jiggy with bitches and ho?
That's right, Chow.
What? Are you big funky time hip-hop rapper now?
- You know, just around. - What is the shape like?
We go to Vegas. We will win the contest.
You haven't rap videos?
You do videos, Chow dance. Dancing chow
No, I don't think we have you in our video, but...
Chow knows a lot of dances.
Chow does '' Funky Farmers ''.
Chow down hard with his bad self.
Beat the bad plot.
Chow isn't fake funk, eh-eh
Chow keeps it real.
Chow has music inside me.
What...?
We do it here, or what?
Yes...
Hey, Chow...
Bring the shit out, man.
There is no bullshit, man
Chow is a bad mother.
That's right, you are evil.
In a matter of time, the flute will be mine The party ends for wild people steals'.
I will kill them all.
Then, I have something for that piece of little green crap.
Fuck, they got the flute.
We have to get it back or our party ends... fuck.
What you did ' just stood there
Go with those bastards.
What do you know?
They dropped something.
Little bastards enter more than they ever dreamed of.
Whoa!
I'm a little scared there, kid.
I didn't buy a Hallowe'en costume...
So you should cheat or treat your little donkey out of here I'm here to sue for my gold and shillings.
Now, give them back, or maybe there is murder.
Don't make me laugh. Are you trying to rob Jackie Dee?
What gang are you? ?
Jackie Cee?
Jackie Dee...
Come here, My person is big and strong.
dear, you look beautiful.
It's been too long, Jackie... is too long.
- But, I don't understand - You don't need Don't
I just want you to love me, baby Oh dear, I miss you so much.
Ooh, Jackie, I want you to love me Jackie, I miss you so much.
Oh dear. Yes, Jackie.
dear, I miss you so much.
(loud voice) Love me, Jackie.
(groaning)
Deviate: Pos...
What's the matter? You shake the place, man
This nonsense is not true.
We partied with the money we robbed from a bastard we killed I was killed.
Posts, not like We planned that crap at Mack's house.
Damn it just - busy, know what I'm saying?
I don't know, man...
but the point is...
This is over.
Things will be different now, I swear.
Alright, man.
(shots)
What's up, little bastard
Donkey Niggas is mine.
Shoot me with my own gun? Steal my poop?
Bust up my motherfuckin 'spot?
Post: Man, I'm sorry...
(nervous apologizing)
You can die here, or you can jump...
I don't care, But you will tell me one thing.
- Where is my pesky flute? - what flute
Humans, we don't have flutes.
Don't mess with me! Where is the fucking flute!
We don't have flutes, Mack.
You bastard thought I was muhrimin '.
I will blow them motherfuckin 'head off.
Ah, shit -! My finger!
Kill the bastard!
Deviate: Come on, you
Impolite person: Come on out of here.
Fuck, shit. Are you sure it's bullshit ?!
The mother's land is sparkin 'and bad luck.
Screwed my knees, man.
Mack Daddy, the ghost is back to get our ass, man
Shut up.
How is someone smart like you? will believe in ghosts?
I told you before, straight away...
some are physical, Then there are metaphysical ones.
That's some fucking-fucking-physical back there!
I bet he shot bullets? is some physical nonsense.
Who made love? Physical? Metaphysical? Who cares?
Mack Daddy chases our donkey, you two.
And he wants this.
Why don't you give it? That bullshit, Post?
Nigga, I'm afraid... poop.
Fuck, man, what will we do?
What can we do? Lay low
We can only audition, win that motherfucker...
and in Vegas for big results.
We can take care of our equipment with us. Going from one place to another...
stay with someone different every night.
Who will we live in? Mack knows everyone in this city.
So, what can I do for you?
, and... Butch?
We will go on the road soon...
practice gettin ' goes from place to place...
We thought we would stay in your place tonight, then continue.
We need to prepare our equipment, so we can practice.
Get our groove.
You know I want to get my groove. I love me some companies.
I love me too money. You know the practice. Submit.
There are no scrubs here.
Every little help Miss Fontaine got her operation.
Go get your things Go put it out again. Let me hear you jam.
(cackling)
(panting)
Food: Who is there?
Calculating bad profits will cause you to suffer and get sick.
Food: Who is there?
They call me Stray. You know that I can draw it without delay.
I wear a belt... don't you know I'm from the desert...
From the dome, I wander through chromozome...
Come here, I hit you in the head with red -
(accident)
Turn it off!
Cut that crap, man.
What's wrong with you People try to sleep here.
Fuckin 'bastard
That's what's wrong with your bighead ass You don't understand good music.
Yes, with you!
Bastard
This fuck, man.
Where did you go? You will not defend my honor?
Come back here, you bastard We really suck.
Dirt.
Play again.
Yo, yo, you have to do what you have to do
Silencing Daddy Mack, Now we don't have jacks.
Butch in full effect, no, we don't return.
There are no more wannabes, no more.
Now, we are big cheese, who wants to say please
Dope is a song. Gold gets it back...
It's better to get lost, The next step, that's a fact.
Here's the story, doesn't get glory...
There is no place to go but go up, that's where it is!
Yes.
We start.
Here we are-- we go, you guys
We start...
Here we are-- We start.
Time for show
Do what you have to do
(applause)
(chuckles)
Oh, useful...
Yes!
- Do we shake that crap? - shake that crap Homie, they can't enough of us I can catch me some pussy
Jump to Vegas, baby Cha-ching, cha-ching, cha-ching
- With Mack Daddy in our ass. - Ah, kill him
When he found us...
we will already be big
He won't stop until he gets this
Damn, give it to him.
We can't.
Damn, you guys are too good tonight
Good night, boy.
- Who is he talking to? - He talks with your ass.
- He's talking to you - He talked to the Post.
Fuck it
Do you want to hit that, post?
Can't find your way, honey?
Or, you just don't want to leave?
I didn't come to play with fruit. I'm just looking for my magic flute.
That's how the musical puts it
You are just the right size, too...
for Miss Fontaine
I hope you are not a screamer Because I have several companies.
So, lift your ass there. Come on, now.
Why do you think Mack Daddy? want to go back so bad
It's not magic flute. My ass (faint cry)
What is that?
(more scream)
That's probably Fontaine havin 'nightmare
(more scream)
(screaming continuously)
Mr. Funny-Boy has a company.
Man, I will get sick, man.
Damn - that little green bastard out there, man
Ohh, shit! He is not dead.
Meta-fucking '- physical, man.
- What will we do? - I don't know, man.
What will we do, huh?
Flute... where I flute Look, mixed douche...
and observant...
very, very, very flammable
Easy to burn...
plus electricity...
same as flammable
Damn, you're smart, man.
Post...
go there and cut the lights When he comes here.
Deviating...
go and get a little bastard here, man
- Come on, man. - OK.
Yo, shorty, you're not even the size of my cock
(footsteps)
Now, post, now!
(screaming)
I don't understand. This is bullshit You still don't understand?
We're fuckin 'with the spiritual world, man
We release the entire supernatural universal wack-pack.
Sanctuary opposes that nonsense.
That's what we need right now, some sanctuary.
We have to go to Reverend Hanson's church.
We can move some Benjamins, and stay there overnight.
I have to see my grandmother, make sure she's okay
Posts, what are you?
Yes, it's me, Grandma. I lost my key.
Oh well.
Hey, grandma.
Boy, where are you?
I need someone to massage my bunions
There are a lot of things I have to do with Stray and Butch, that's all.
They're lazy-boy donkeys. You know they are not good for anything.
Ahem...
Oh, hello, Stray. How is your mother?
She's good, Mrs. Smith.
Is he still sneaking around with Jackie Dee?
Huh?
(chuckles)
That's you, Butch?
Yes ma'am.
- Boy, are you still a virgin? - Yes ma'am.
What's wrong with you, kid?
Big boys 'strappin' like you? You have bad teeth or something
No, ma'am.
There's hot soup there on the stove...
with lots of hot sauce Just like you like it.
Why do bastards want this so badly?
I said, man. It's magical.
Crap
Watch this. Cover your ears.
People who are not polite?
H-huh?
Sanctuary, man. We need a shelter... fast.
(snoring)
(hard :) Lord, I say...!
... good.
Because he told me...
the worst of Satan's sinners.
Praise God Rev. Hanson, we need a refuge in your sanctuary We tried to hide from Mack Daddy. He will go to kill.
We are spree he tried to kill.
You say that you need a place to go away and hide Yes, only for one day, then we get out of here
Let's see... the hotel prices are running around...
We give you $ 50 dollars, and we are square
That's good, really good. But there is one more thing.
What?
Our music entertainment for this morning must be canceled It seems like the main singer is locked up again.
I know you guys tend to music...
and I suspect you might be available for...
one song.
This is very good...
to see a full house, in the house of God
Amen.
When we pass the collection plate...
I want you to remember one thing.
God, I say...
God, see everything
God doesn't like cheap.
So I want you to dig deeper into your pocket, now...
and show your love
But first, about our musicals entertainment for today...
We have three young men come to you...
directly from Southside from Jerusalem
I said, the south side of Jerusalem.
I want you to make this boy feel welcome today
Take them down, and show some love.
God works in a mysterious way...
Amen, man.
God is good.
Jesus loves me, this I know...
If not, I will find... ho '.
His name -
Mary... Jo.
And the students--
... some bad mo 'fo's...
It's okay, fellas, it's okay.
God has heard a lot A strange tongue in this house.
And we have learned not to judge what we see...
but for content, and young fiber -
Yo, that's - Coolio.
(hip hop beat starts)
Jesus loves me, this I know...
If not, I will find ho '.
Her name, is Mary Jo...
His students are a bad partner.
Little boy, go out to the cracked house...
They are all weak, Jesus shouted...
Because we belong to...
For folds, we go long.>
- Jesus loves me... - I don't know...
- Jesus loves me... - Fuck if I know
If Jesus loves me, then that's my day - We better pray... - Or he will make us pay.
God's name, I consider it futile.
Why don't you, Jesus, come to stop sick?
Jesus works mysteriously.
That's not the answer, I'll do it my way.
Jesus loves us, we don't know...
Jesus loves us? Fuck if we know.
Jesus works in a mysterious way...
That's not the answer. We will do it our way.
Yes.
(applause)
Three bad kids
Surrender, Come on now.
Cursing.
You trust me now
No wonder Mack Daddy is very upset.
This is luck, here.
That's right.
What do you think I'm thinking?
That's the key, man.
The key to everything we once wanted
Disrespectful person: Man, that's the key to our pesky coffin You must have forgotten Mack Daddy will kill our ass...
if he doesn't get that crap back
We went into his house, fucked his shit up...
You think he will let us live...
Because we gave him the flute returned?
Ah, shit, friend. We will find out.
Oh, shit.
Mack: I'm sure the bastard is up there.
Shh!
We don't go down without resistance - correct - Right
Right?
Right.
- right - Right
(all screams)
Freeze, you're a little stealin 'motherfuckers!
I finally succeeded. Where is my fucking flute?
I have your flute I don't have it on me, but I know where it is.
Stop making love to me! Give me the fucking flute now!
I can get the flute, but if you kill me then you can't have it.
What about Mr. Leprechaun? The flute belongs to him.
Fuck that little bastard. I should have killed him for a long time.
Fuck him.
You need to find out What are you going to do about him...
because he's right behind your ass I have to fall for that shit?
That's the oldest trick in this book. You must come better than that, nigga.
Blow this motherfucker head off.
With pleasure.
Did anyone say, ?
Hallelujah.
You said '
I'll be back with you guys later All right, shit, what happened...?!
What do you boys think you doin '
Man, we get the whole world after our ass -? - Only bad bastards.
Why don't you give the little flute bastard...
and let's get up from here, man?
(scratching)
We deal with some crimes supernatural poop here, man.
I have an idea.
Everyone jokes beside... it's time to die Condemn...
What is rather voodoo damn are you a boy?
(screaming)
You can stop the damn scream. This is the house of God!
It's nobody here scared of your ass I heard nothing.
Let's try again.
(playing)
That's right, friend. We can't taste it.
It won't record.
Damn it We have to use the real deal.
Either way, we will go to Vegas for big money
Straight up. Let's show this event on the road.
Let's do this nonsense.
Vegas? What's the matter how are you doing, about 'Vegas'?
Nobody went to the place with the object locked in my office
Do you know what? Keep safe locked.
You expect me to take care of a child Damn Devil, huh?
He's up there sittin ' in my operational funds
Pastor, we're about to hit the jackpot
When we return, we will divide the pot with you Then, we will find out what to do with that damn demon?
Just make sure the butt doesn't come out
Let's get out of here, man.
Yo...
What about Mack Daddy, man?
What about Mack Daddy?
Youngblood, how do you know about my gun
Ah, man, who doesn't know about your gun
From the depths of the underworld, I call you...
I'm a flying zombie girl.
(music starts)
Hit the ground, hit the ground - run...
Hit the ground, run... hit the ground...
Here it is, he's not in school
Bringing AK, he won't lose...
Smoke the bastard, from when we sail
Karma, drama, now we are run...
Motherfucker doesn't stay silent, you're done.
Pop-pop, guys, here we come again...
We hit the ground, runnin 'while we can
Hit the ground, Hit the ground - walk...
Toke to the joint, we can't anymore...
Posse, partyin ', drinks and prostitutes...
Chillin ', thrillin', pumping stereo...
Boom, go door, chaotic scenario.
We went runnin ', the bullet continues to comin'...
We hit the ground, together continues to burn '...
Me and my partner, we will be free...
Just have to go through this _ motherfuckin.
Hit, hit, hit the ground running
... hit the ground, runnin '!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, man.
Sweet Jesus.
Other sinners.
Come on, my child Come on and let me lay hands on...
sinful creature
And tell you...
God's blessing.
Do you have that gift? healing, Pastor?
Oh, yes, my child Indeed, I know.
But, my specialty...
is the gift of speaking in tongues
I know that evil beast When I see it.
Now, get it from the house of God
Now, begone from -
Praise You, Your Majesty. Now, hand over my golden flute.
Stray bullets to the heart...
Then you start bullshittin ' with time and space.
Rap moves a dime, any place of motherfuckin...
Leaving you in a pool of water from your warm blood...
I go home...
I'm the hardest You've seen - You are my target.
Stray bullets to the heart.
(rap continues)
Stray bullets to the heart.
Stray bullets to the heart - what's up, bitch
Hell, huh! That's what I'm talking about!
They love us, love us, we shake the show
(celebrate)
Berry Grady, vice president of A & R for Dope Discs Productions.
The biggest hip-hop label in history?
Guilty as demanded, homeboy.
- Hope you are ready for the finals. - final?
You succeeded. You are going to Vegas.
Not in it but to win it, know what I'm saying?
Your music is really real special quality And the kids come down with it.
You performed in Vegas like you did tonight...
You fight rock to win.
Tuesday night, 8pm, at LAX. Congratulations, fellas Thank you, Mr. Grady.
We go to Vegas...!
Yeah, honey, we go to Vegas, cha-ching, cha-ching, cha-ching!
Hey, party here?
Oh, shit... hell, huh!
If you party... here it is!
Many people are impressed, they love every note
But how are you? from the bottom I ditch
- Give me the flute - No!
(fire)
Not comfortable, kid? I'm sorry Is this better?
I will give you a choice. My patience is drained Give me a flute... or paint a wall with his brain.
Alright alright...
Posting, giving up, man
Give him the pesky flute, Pos.
Post, give him motherfuckin flute '
Now, let them go.
Like they say, kid,
Now live with that thought. You are almost star
Woman...
Fuck you
No, Post... no.
No!
Man, we have to go.
It shouldn't be like this.
We will climb with positive nonsense
That's been a long time.
So, it's over?
Stray die in vain?
The bodies stink in the pesky car found by some Wino?
Man, it's over. What we will do?
I don't know.
It's over, Post.
Go home, man.
Return home.
Did he meet? with your agreement
He is the bomb.
Who is that?
You must be one of Post's little friends You definitely want some of the food that I made.
Ooh, kid.
You have very bad arthritis.
Your little hands are all knotted...
You need good food in your stomach That's what you need.
Now, continue, and clean it.
Come on, go wash they're dirty little hands
Allow hot water to run onto them.
I will feed you, because your hand is knotted...
and you can't hold it this is the equipment
- bagus - Thank you.
(screaming)
Deviating...
(tapping)
(screaming)
We go to Vegas, baby! We will be great!
(tapping)
Deviating...
(tapping)
(gasp)
Yo, Post, it's okay. This is me
People who are not polite... what's wrong?
I don't want you to go yourself, man
Goin 'where?
To get a Leprechaun. To get the flute back.
- How do you know I'm leaving? - isn't it?
Yes, I think I am.
What's the matter around your fucking head?
I have a plan, man.
Yo, Posting
I was reading before...
Leprechauns is rumored to be happening Dark demon Elf.
Each with its own gold pot.
They are so small, peeps always try to catch them.
Gold is a ransom for their freedom Who is fucking 'with their bullshit...
hunted and killed in the most brutal way.
Yes, no bullshit.
So, what are your plans?
This.
Weed?
Man, this isn't just weeds, Post.
These weeds have clover in them. Four leaf clover.
What?
According to this book...
a leprechaun can lose strength for a while...
If he is exposed to the essence from the four leaf clover.
How should we to find a Leprechaun?
I sneak around gold parrot
Leprechaun works a damn room upstairs.
He has them zombie ho's hypnotizes people
Bring it to him, every night.
- words? What for? - I don't know...
but they don't return down after they go up.
I think he's fucking dead.
We have to go in there, get him stoned from this clover...
grab the flute, and run it like hell while he's still trippin '.
That's a good plan, Post.
How should we close to his ass?
Only one way, bro.
Remember, Mack Daddy is still out there.
he will be comin ' After our ass too.
Fuck Mack Daddy.
It's nothing but hip-hop thang.
Business in a tent.
Let's do it.
Lep on the hood of the car... comes to do no good.
(gasp)
W-what happened?
Tell me where the Leprechaun is.
It's okay, just say where he is, and I'll let you go
Damn, post You look good, real.
Fuck, no. You are ready for this crap I'm ready for this crap, man. Lets do it.
(snoring)
Mr. Leprechaun?
Yo - Mr. Leprechaun!
Some new gotcha, fresh, ho 'meat...
and some special weeds.
Leprechaun: Let's get close, come close my fresh young lass.
Let me see you, before me...
tap your ass Sit down, sit down, my healthy child
You will meet a club named.
They say on the hood, you never go down...
unless you have the courage to go...
city center.
Post: Come on, man.
- To Vegas, baby - Along the way to Stray, man.
(shots)
Impolite people...?
Not in dresses, Posts...
You will be fine, man
Is there a vagina in heaven, Post?
Mack: Okay, little girl, let's get out!
You can't hide It will go down.
Come on out, bitches. Mack Daddy wants his flute.
What's wrong?
Humans, I have to say, You are fine.
Have you finished playing? Give the pesky flute.
Fuck you, motherfucker Oh, yes, kill me...
You look very tough, You have a gun and everything...
but you won't kill garbage
Plus, you forget the little bastard upstairs.
There is only one way to deal with it, and that's me
I have one thing that can put the leprechaun on ice forever.
So, what will you do, tough guy? You will try to kill me...
or will we work together and kill this bastard?
Because you don't there are no motherfucking gangsters.
I should trust you now?
I will not advise you to trust me; That will be the worst thing you can do.
But now, we have no choice And you really have no choice.
You're not a criminal gangster.
Get the gun from my face You won't kill anything...
(roar)
Impostor cross-dressing!
(cackling)
For my enemies, You have done quite well.
Now, I will bring me a flute, and send you to hell (imitating :) If this becomes the last stand of Post
You have to take this flute From me it's cold, hands are dead.
I'll take it from you, homie, You will see...
Because you know Lep is a true O.G
What will you do about Mack Daddy
Behind me?
A valiant effort, and right in the sign...
But if I fall for it, I'm just as stupid as you.
Mack Daddy hasn't dyed it today.
Bastard
(cackling)
(screaming)
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome Postmaster P!
King of the world, yes, yes, that's me...
Finally I'm a man which I have fought for.
I passed the test, they fucked my nest...
but I made it to the top, put your fear to rest King of the world, yes, yes, that's me...
Finally I'm a man which I have fought for.
I passed the test, they fucked my nest...
but I made it to the top, put your fear to rest King of the world, yes, yes, that's me...
Finally I'm a man which I have fought for.
I passed the test, they fucked my nest...
but I made it to the top, put your fear to rest King of the world, yes, yes, that's me...
Finally I'm a man which I have fought for.
I passed the test, they fucked my nest...
but I made it to the top, put your fear to rest (applause)
I taught him everything he knows
(hip-hop beat)
I come from the ground from the springtime
Dublin is the place where I learned my things
From lsle Emerald to your place on the hood of the car...
I'm a green person, comes to do no good.
Lep on the hood, comes to do no good.
Blunt is an anesthetic, this place is hype.
There's a lassie, he's just my type I hate resorts so fast for magic...
It hasn't been put up for so long, it's tragic
I'm so bad, I'm good.
I will show what should be done, so lend an ear...
Don't worry, a little Lassie, You don't need to be afraid.
Sit with whose son slim and green...
and let me show you why I am the machine of love.
... come to do not good.
I'm green, who's new to town...
Show what you did when you went down
I will go up, you go down...
We will all see you green love
Lep on the hood, comes to do no good.
Lep on the hood, When we're bad, we're good.
From the cliff more to your front door...
You should turn off the lamp and pray again.
Will party all night until dawn...
and you and I will succeed.
Lep on the hood, comes to do no good.
Lep on the hood comes to do no good.
Lep on the hood of the car...
come to do not good.