[Video] AC TRANSIT BUS FIGHT I AM A MOTHER:mad:ER

Michael: AC Transit!
EBM: How much you charge-
Michael: AC Transit!
EBM: Let’s get back to business! How much you charging me for a spit-shine?
Michael: Wha?
EBM: How much will you charge me to shine my Stacey Adams? I’m going to a funeral on Friday. I gotta - 
Michael: Why? What’s your problem? 
EBM: You said -
Michael: You hear what I said just now? 
EBM: Yes.
Michael: Why a brotha gotta spit-shine yo' shoes?
EBM : Hey man, you offered!
Michael : I didn’t offer you shit!
EBM: What did you just say when you walked by me?
Michael : I said why-why a :mad:in’ brotha gotta spit-shine yo' shoes?
EBM: Nah, you don't have to.
Michael: Why a white man can’t shine his shoes?
EBM: It could be a chinaman! It don’t matter!
Michael: Look dude. Look.
EBM: I ain’t prejudiced.. What, do you think I'm prejudiced? 
Michael: You take your ass back up there and get the :mad: out mah face right now.
EBM: Why you being so hostile man?
Michael: ‘cause, I’m pissed off.
EBM : Well, better to be pissed off than pissed on
Michael: Take your ass back up there right now. 
EBM: ‘cause you ain’t scared, you ain’t scaring this white boy. I'm 67 years old.
Michael: I'm 50!
EBM: You ain’t scaring me! You ain’t scaring me! You ain’t scaring me!
Michael: Now I’ll put mah foot up your ass!
EBM: OH, NO YOU WON’T! NO YOU WON’T! 
Sheneequa: Hey, hay, HAY! Now cheeeell.
EBM: You can put mine up yours. I’m gonna whoop your ass. Sit your little black ass down.
Sheneequa: Forget about tha’! 
EBM: You’re gonna sit your mother-:mad:ing ass down! 
Michael: I’ll put my foot up yo ass. 
EBM: No, you wont do nothing to me!
Michael: Say it again! Say it, say it, say it alabomi now! 
Iyanna: Say it ag’n. Say it a’gn! Say it ag’n, Pinkey! 
Sheneequa: He’s getting down, nothing you can do about it now. 
Iyanna: Beat his white ass! :mad: this *****! 
Laqueesha: Nooo... 
EBM: No you won’t! 
Sheneequa: He ain’t done nothin’ wrong, brotha... 
EBM: No, I ain’t getting off.
Iyanna: It ain’t worth it, bla, it ain’t worth it.
Laqueesha: My gawd, shut up... 
EBM: Prick, you :mad:ing prick! I will not let you walk on me. 
Sheneequa: He’s an old man. 
Michael: I’ll put my foot up your ass. 
EBM: I see tough guys like you and I slap the shit out of you!
Michael: What? 
Iyanna: Stop it!
Michael: WHAAAT? WHAAAAT?
EBM: Now, you come here and I’ll... 
Sheneequa: STOP IT! UH UH!
*Epic Fight Scene*
Iyanna: Ooh... 
Laqueesha: Ooo... ooo.. 
Iyanna: OH WHAT THE FUUUU--
Sheneequa: UH UH! STOP IT... OOOOOH.. KNOCK IT OUUUF! OOOOH LAAAAWD HAVE MERCY!
EBM: I TOLD YOU NOT TO :mad: WITH ME! 
Sheneequa: Oh! Jesus Christ! Oh mah gaaawd! 
Michael: Ooooh... 
EBM: HE HIT ME! HE :mad:ING HIT ME! 
Crowd: Oh god...
John: He was within a range of me... 
EBM: HE :mad:ING HIT ME FIRST! HE HIT ME IN THE FACE! THAT’S SELF DEFENSE! DONT :mad: WITH ME BOY. DON'T :mad: WITH ME.
Michael: Auh man, Next time. Imo :mad: you up.
Sheneequa: Oo. Oof. That did not just happen. Go through dat shit! Heharhehar!
Jennifer: You okay back there?
Sheneequa: Naaoh we need AMBER LAMPS!!
Laqueesha: That man was on some kind of dope. That’s why he had... 
Iyanna: Ay we can press charges, bla, I got it on vidayoo teyp. Ooo, yoos leakin. He's leakin.
Taquanda: Damn. That motha :mad:a hit me. 
Sheneequa: Are you alright? 
Michael: Wait, no, no, no. 
Sheneequa: Are you alright? Did he breakyuh teef?
Michael: NO, BRING M&MS! 
Sheneequa: Aw, he needs M&Ms. 
Michael: BRING AMBER LAMPS!
Laqueesha: Shut the :mad: up. 
Michael: I will come back, I will kill dat *****. Imo kill dat *****.