(Music) I want everyone to put their hands on top of their head. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Put your hands on top of your head. Just relax. Just stay calm. Everything will be nice and smooth if you just participate and just relax, okay? Yeah. All right, now put your hands down. Don't be no hero. Put your hands down. Okay? All right. Now. Cool. Good. I want you to run all that financial aid. Yeah, sucka, put the scholarships in the bag, yeah, yeah. Put the scholarships in the bag. Yeah, you too, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, you. Yeah, yeah. You over there, go put the Pell Grants in the bag. Put the Pell Grants in there too. Yeah, you. Go. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You, go over to that booth and get me some of them subsidized, some of them subsidized loans. It ain't a game no more. I know you're hiding the money somewhere here. With all this tuition you got me and my homies payin' -- Woo! -- I'm about to get gangster-scholar up in here. Up in here. I'm about to go N.W.A. meets Beastie Boys if I don't see the cash, man. Cause we're not gonna take it. ♪ Oh ... Oh, you thought I was playing. Oh, you thought this was a game. Back up, back up. Mind your business, that's all. What do you, think this is a game? What? Huh? You don't even know me. I'll say something else. Don't call me crazy. Do not call me -- Rives, tell 'em don't call me crazy before I go crazy. I'm telling you, now I'm about to go crazy. I'm about to go Tupac Thug Life in here. Like, "I ain't a killer but don't push me. Revenge is like the sweetest joy --" Woo! I'm about to go Biggie Smalls Brooklyn type, like, "Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis. When I was dead broke --" Woo! I'm about to go KRS-One cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs-type wild. Like, "Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang, listen to my nine millimeter go bang." You know what? You are dumb. You are really dumb. Hide your kids, hide your wife, 'cause we gettin' financial aid all up and in and around here. You think this is a game? You think I want to be out here doing this? Do you know how hard it was to find these guns? All right, I'm sorry. You understand? I'm just trying to get my education. You know what I mean? I'm just trying to fight for the opportunity that my great-great-great-grandfather died for, you know what I'm saying? You know how my ancestors did sit-ins, just so I can sit in a classroom. And all these years, all y'all been doing is strangling the life out of my bank statement, leaving my pockets as vacant as parking lots. Professor Willie Lynch taught you well, huh? Keep the body, take the money. Force feed my people deception and failure. Condition our brains to malfunction at the sight of success. Just keep the cycle going. Make us pay for an education that will end up failing us. Put us in debt so we're giving back the money we earned from our back-breaking work. This seems all too familiar. Sounds like the rust of shackles locking their way onto my degree. Sounds like the Thirteenth Amendment in reverse. Lecture halls shouldn't feel like cotton fields, shouldn't sound like muffled freedom songs trapped in the jaws of a generation's dreams. Oho! Oh, it all makes sense. Give us enough to get by but not enough to provide for ourselves. Keep us psychologically feeble so we lose our purpose in the process. Stop thieving our aspirations out of our sleep. Don't call it financial aid if you're not helping anyone with it. We have fought. We have fought way too hard to let green paper build a barricade in front of our futures. I will not let you potentially rob food out of my children's stomach. Best believe I'm going out blasting. I ain't no killer, but don't push me. I wish it didn't come to this, but I have to for my cousins in Haiti who don't even know what a college looks like, for my best friend Raymond sitting in cell block nine instead of a university, for the nooses hanging my GPA by its neck. There is no other option. There is no other way. Just, please, put the money in the bag. Put the money in the bag. I just want to go to school, man. I just want to get my education. I just want to learn. I just want to grow. Put the money in the bag, please. Just put the money in the bag.
みんな 両手を頭の上に! そう 両手は頭の上だ! 静かに じっとしてろ 言った通りにしてりゃ 悪いようにはしねえ 分かったか? よし 下ろしていいぞ 変な気 起こすなよ 下ろしゃいいんだ おう そうだ よし それでいい 奨学金をあらいざらい出しな いいから奨学金を出せ そう お前もだ いいぞ お前も そこのお前もだ 給付金も入れな お前もだよ よし お前 そこのお前 窓口行って 奨学金ローンも出せ 遊びじゃねえぞ どっかにカネを 隠してるのはお見通しだからな 俺にも ダチにも 授業料をふっかけやがって オラ! ギャング奨学生のお出ましだ 「今ここで そうここで」ってな タチの悪さはN.W.A. +ビースティ・ボーイズ 金を拝まなきゃ収まらねえ 「やってらんねーよ」ってな 俺がふざけてるって? どうせゲームだろって? うるせえ てめぇのことだけ心配してろ どこがゲームだってんだ? ええ? ああ? 俺のことなど 知りもしねえくせに そんな話じゃねえ 俺はイカレてねえぞ 本当にイカれちまう前に イカれ者扱いすんなっての ああ そろそろマジでイカれちまう 2パック系ならず者風に 「俺は人殺しじゃねえが怒らすな 復讐は甘美な喜びだしな」 ブルックリン派のビギー風に ラップ始めちまうぞ 「スーパーニンテンドー セガ ジェネシス あの頃 俺はすっからかん」 KRS・ワンみたいなのはどうだ 昔のCMに出てくるハイテンションで 「ズダダダン ズダダダダン 9ミリ口径が火を吹くぜ」ってな ていうか「お前バカだろ マジでバカだろ 子供を隠せ 女房隠せ 奨学金かき集めちゃうぜ」 これでも遊びだってか? やりたくてやってると思うか? 銃の調達だってクソ大変なんだぞ! おう すまん 分かってくれるな? 俺は ただ教育を受けたいだけなんだよ ひいひいひひひひひいじいさんが 求めたものを 手にしようとしてるだけだ ご先祖様は座り込みをしてくれた 子孫の俺が教室に座れるようにってな お前らがずっと してきたことといえば 俺の口座から 搾り取ることばかり おかげで財布は空っぽさ まるで空の駐車場 昔の領主様の 奴隷の扱い方に倣ったんだろ 「体は傷めず 金は奪え」ってか? 欺瞞と失敗へと 俺たちを追い込み 成功が目に入ると 脳みそがパニクるよう— 条件づけを延々と繰り返す 役にも立たない教育に 金をかけさせ 借金を負わせる キツい仕事で得た金で 返済を続けるようにな 飽きるほど聞いた話じゃねえか まるで学位取得を妨害する 錆びた足枷 まるで奴隷制禁止条項の裏返し 講義室は まるで綿花畑さながら 夢見る世代の喉に詰まって かき消された自由の歌さながら ああ! なるほどな 死にはしないが 自立は無理って額しか渡さない 弱気なままにさせておいて やる気を失わせる 俺たちの意欲を 寝てる間にかすめ取るのはやめろ 「資金援助」なんて言い方はやめろ その金で誰も助けちゃいねえだろ 俺たちは戦ってきた 必死過ぎるほど戦ってきた 緑色の札束に 未来を封じられないためにな お前らのせいで将来 俺の子供たちが 食いっぱぐれるなんて真っ平だ ひと暴れしてやろうじゃねえか 俺は人殺しじゃねえが怒らすな こんなことはしたくねえ けどハイチの従兄弟たちのためだ 大学がどんなところかも 知らない奴ら そして 親友レイモンドのためだ 奴が入ったのは 大学どころか刑務所の独房 おまけに 俺の成績表は 首吊り状態で死にかけ 他に 選択肢は ねえんだ これしかねえんだよ お願いだから 袋に金を入れてくれ 袋に金を入れてくれよ ただ学校に行きたいだけなんだ 教育を受けたいだけだ 学びたいんだ 成長したいんだ お願いだ 袋に金を どうか袋に 金を入れて