Welcome, welcome, welcome, thank you very much, welcome. Hope I'm funny, cause audience been known to kick a little ass. No, nigga, you better be funny, mother***er. I done bought three drinks, ***. And I can't fight for ***. No, I can't fight, I got the moves though, my ***'s cool. Up until the hitting ***. I used to know some niggas could fight and do poetry to you. Why you wanna *** with me, man? I ain't done nothing to you. Get him off me, somebody. Get him off me. Some dudes didn't say ***, right? What? Orwell was a bad nigga, he'd fight the police. You know, one of them kill me niggas. Kill me! Shoot me, mother***er! Pow! Wait a minute. Oh, ***. See that? He would talk to the police, you know, please, all right, don't push me with no stick now. You know, I know, what? I said don't push me with no stick. I know you can hear. Don't push me with no stick. I know you can hear. Ain't nothing wrong with your ears. I know you understand. I'm Orwell. Six foot five, weight 235 pounds. Oh, man. You know I can hear you. You understand now, Mr. Arthur, please don't push me no stick. You remember last summer? Officer called Captain Johnson, Eli Johnson, third squad, fifth department. Asked him about Orwell. Remember last summer when the 15th police come get that crazy nigga and all of them got ***ed up? That's me. Now you hit me with a stick, I'm gonna bite your dick. Gonna be some bloodshed. I remember dudes, they used to argue. Dudes used to argue, it was beautiful though, right? No, wait, hold it, sonny. No, what is it? You gonna kick whose ass, nigga? It's here. No, but you wrong, baby. No, what, hold it, don't hold me, nigga. No, what is this ***? Well, start with me, though. Well, push me, nigga. Push me again. Right, and they start fighting. Let some bitches run, they get cool. Hey. Girls get your ass killed in a fight. I used to run cool. Look, Rich is running, yes, but he's cool.