Beat Street

Synopsis: An upbeat, lets-put-on-a-show musical about the wonders of hip-hop music and culture that tells the story of Kenny, a young hip-hop artist living in the rough slums of the Bronx with his younger brother Lee and their mother Cora. Kenny dreams of making it big as a disc jockey and playing in the most swank of Manhattan nightclubs, the Roxy. Into their lives comes Tracy, a composer and assistant choreographer from the City College of New York, who inspires him to try to continue his dream while romance begins to grow between them, despite coming from different neighborhoods and worlds. Meanwhile, Lee is part of a break-dancing crew set on dominating the scene of their street. The rest of their friends include Ramon, a graffiti artist determined to spread his painting to every subway car in the city while dealing with his girlfriend Carmen and Chollie, a fellow disc jockey who becomes Kenny's manager after he lands him a gig at a Bronx club. Many hip-hop groups, electro artists, break dan
Genre: Drama, Music
Director(s): Stan Lathan
Production: Orion
Rotten Tomatoes:
105 min

Beat, Beat, Beat Street

You got to believe in something

You got to believe in someone

You got to have that special something

makes you want to meet the morning sun

'Cause there's people laughing

and people crying

There's people giving up

and people trying

There's people living

and people dying

Nobody seems to know the reason why

It's like a heartbeat

Beat Street

It's like a heartbeat

I'm talkin' about Beat Street

No one said it'd be easy

And people never treat you like they should

You got to get out and go for yourself

But you knew that you always would

It's like a heartbeat

Beat Street

Kenny, let me go with you.

All right.


Ramo, when will you teach me that style?

Practice up on it.

I like you, man.

- I'm going with you.

- Check it out.

Cotton-Field Chants and Hollers. Very fresh.

- Why can't I go with you, Kenny?

- Do your homework.

Man, you're crazy.

If I take you, I got to bring you back,

and maybe I don't want to come right back.

Maybe I'll meet a female. Come on, let's go.

About time.

Meet a female.

That's bullshit...

'cause you ain't going nowhere

till you bring your records home.

Yo, Mom.

- Where are you going?

- Off to work, Mrs. Kirkland.

It's party night.

- Which is it?

- It's both.

Well, you boys be careful.

- See you later, Momski.

- Kenny, don't get in too late.

Lee, where do you think you're going?

You get in there and do your homework.

- Y'all haven't seen the last of me yet.

- Lee!

Check it out. Fresh. I could use this sound.

It's cold, man. Let's get.



How about checking out that train

we bombed yesterday?

Jackpot! Come on, fellas!

Slow down.

Merry Christmas, New York.

- Check it out, man.

- "Island paradise."

That's fresh, man.

Get good pictures, I need them for my kid.

- You got it in focus?

- I know what I'm doing.

Ramon, my man, that is bad.

Right! That's the word! Man, that's def!

- That's it, kid.

- Fresh, Ramon!

- King of the line.

- All right.

You see that? That is your baddest burner.

That is my favorite.

It's all right.

- Heads up!

- Yo, Chollie.

What's up, Tony? What's going on?

- Yo, Tony!

- Kenny.

- Make it snappy, we're running behind.

- Right, let's go.

- Yeah.

- Come on.

- Let's go, Double K.

- Yo, Kong. How's it going?

King Kong. Angie.

It's about time.

Sorry, we had business to take care of.

But we're here now, all right?

Everything under control, baby?

Yo, Pop, how you doing?

All right, go!

Testing, one, two, three.

It's working

It's working

Party people, if you're ready to rock

Let me hear you scream

If you really, really came to party

Then let me hear everybody

Say, "We came to party!"

We came to party!

Everybody put your hands together like this

Come on, clap

Let me hear you clap, everybody clap

Now here's a funky beat

Now here's a scratch beat

Put it all together and make it complete

Break, break, break

Play that beat

Why don't you play it for me?

Play it, kick it, play that beat

Why don't you play it for me?

Play it, kick it

Yo, bust it, bust it.

Why don't you break, man?

Why don't you break for us?

Come on, now!

Come on, baby, get down!

Beat this

All right!

Kenny, there goes Sha-Rock,

Lisa Lee and Debbie D.

Go get their record.

Well, here are three ladies

from our neighborhood

Guaranteed to rock the beat

and rock the beat good

So come on,

Debbie D, Sha-Rock and Lisa Lee

Step up to the front

so all your friends can see

We're all backing you up 100 percent

We know you practiced all week

Now this is it

If you're in favor of what I've said

Everybody say, "Go ahead!"

Go ahead!

Us girls

can boogie, too

We can dance, we can shake it

'Cause us girls

can boogie, too

So come on, girls, let's go break it

Let's go break it

Us girls are the best of friends

If one ain't got no money,

the other one lends

When we go out, we know we look real hot

What the boys want, you know we got

The fly girl Debbie D

Needs someone who can hold my policy

So fellas, move on close

Take me on a cruise and watch me float

Wine and dine my mind, show me I'm fresh

and I'll always let you know Debbie D is best

Sha-Rock's the woman

with the magical touch

I'm like burning fire,

you know I'm just too much

Treat you like a king

In the heat of the night

Romance to the moon if your timing is right

Get your back wet, all soaked in sweat

He says I'm the kind of girl

that he can never forget

Sophisticated is the lady Lisa Lee

To be the man in my life,

you got to be my only

I'll always hold ya secure

In my arms real tight

Squeeze you real good

till you feel just right

Have a heart of gold

I want to share with you

Give you the type of loving

you never been through

And if you dig where we're comin' from

say, "Yeah!"


And if you want to rock this party tonight

say, "Yeah!"


Us, us, us

Us, us, us

'Cause us girls

can boogie, too

We can dance, we can shake it

'Cause us girls

can boogie, too

So come on, girls, let's go break it

Us girls can boogie, too

We can dance, we can shake it

'Cause us girls

can boogie, too

So come on, girls, let's go break it


Do you hear that?

Yeah, man.

It's weird.

What the hell is that?

It's weird, man.

It's spooky.

It's coming from in there.


- Tito who?

- Tito Reyes.

What the hell are you doing down here?

I'm looking for him, all right?

He's about this high, plays congas.

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