Nothing to Lose Page #2

Well, I'm jealous. What would I

have to do to get flowers all the time?

- You don't get flowers all the time?

- Nope.

That's a crime.

Grab it! Grab it!

That's right. That's right.

Phillip.

Hey, a**hole,

get outta the road!

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump,

jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

I say fight, You're outta the corner

a day late, a dollar short

Friday mornings

most people don't get

You change your life from left to right

You get your wit tracks tight

Must be testing the master

The under hood

the underworld's under man

Never mind being understood

Long as we understand

You can't twist transistor

mixing friends

Soldiers over here don't snitch

They b*tch and bit

All hours while

the crowds peepin'in

Welcome to hell, b*tch.

Car, keys, wallet. Now!

D'you hear what I said?

Okay. Now you listen,

and you listen good.

This is a gun. Okay? Don't be

f***in' around with no gun, white boy.

Helen Keller,

I'm talkin' to you.

I know you hear

what the f*** I'm sayin' to you.

Boy, did you pick

the wrong guy on the wrong day.

Oh!

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, you're trying to lock me...

U-U-Unlock the door.

Stop, motherf***er!

Stop the car! Stop the car!

You're driving on the sidewalk,

man! People got to walk there!

Pull over, man!

White boy, I said pull over!

Yo, man, there's a truck.

I said, yo, man,

there's a truck.

Yo, man, there's a truck

right there. Stop!

What about my wallet?

You wanted to rob me, didn't you?

Yes. I distinctly remember

you wanting to rob me.

Here's my wallet.

You want it?

Here it is. Here. Here.

Right out there.

- What you doin', man? That was money.

- Oh, I'm sorry. I got

something else for you.

I'm blind!

I can't see sh*t.

The honeys dug my eyes.

The honeys loved my eyes.

All right, you win, man. All right?

Is that what you wanna hear? You win.

What the f***?

No, you ain't one

of them desert slashers, are you?

Cut a person body up and

leave it out in the desert

in little tiny pieces and sh*t, huh?

Oh, sh*t!

We are in the f***ing desert.

I'm in the car with a psycho,

freaky, Jason hack-killer motherf***er.

Hey, please don't kill me,

freaky Jason.

I said, please don't kill me,

freaky Jason.

I done f***ed around and caught

a ride with the wrong white boy!

- Get out.

- With pleasure.

"Sayo-f***in'-nara," pal.

I can't feel my ass.

My ass just fell asleep.

I didn't even know

an ass could fall asleep!

It's all tingly and sh*t!

Come on, man.

You can't leave me out here.

Yo, man! You can't

Just leave me out here.

Okay, I'll make

a deal with you.

You drive me home, I'll forget

about this whole kidnapping sh*t.

Oh, come on.

Hello. You tried to rob me.

You had a gun to my head.

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