𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

cast ~ hip-hop

Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Friday, 1982.
02:04 p.m.

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"Awh no, not again. That song sucks!"

"Hey, this is a classic. How could you not love this song?" Said Matt. "I know right. C'mon, Y/n. We're supposed to be in the 60s!" Said Emilio.

"Please, have you guys not heard about Hip-hop? It's new music. Keep up with the trends guys. C'mon." I said. "Whatever. Hip-hop probably sucks anyway."

I gasp. "How could you? Please, you gotta listen to it. Here I have a record. Play it." I said.

Matt huffed and stopped the record player to play the record I gave him.

"Hey who stopped the song? I was enjoying it." Said Rob as he walked to us. "Y/n is telling us about 'Hip-hop'. A new genre of music I guess." Said Matt.

"Well let's listen to it." Said Rob. "Thank you. Play it." I told Matt.

He sighed and put it on. And there plays 'Fuck That Police' by N.W.A.

"Fuck the police, coming straight from the underground. A young n**** got it bad 'cause I'm brown." The song plays.

Matt started bopping his head to the beat.

"Ahh, see I knew you'd like it!" I said. "Okay you're right. This ain't bad. Ain't bad at all." He said. "What do you think Rob?" He asked.

"Really different from what I usually listen but this sounds great. Might listen to Hip-hop more often." Said Rob.

Then Tommy and Ralph came.

"I guess this beat is pretty sick, huh? What do y'all think of this song?" I asked them. "Came here to find out what's the title." Said Ralph and we all laugh.

"It's called 'Fuck Tha Police' by N.W.A. great song right? It's hip-hop. New genre." I said. "Nice. Oh Francis is calling us. We're shooting the church on fire scene." Said Tommy.

"Great way to describe it. Right, let's go." I said and we all went to continue shooting.

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Ik fuck that police was 1988 but imma just.... Yeah.