Summer of 93, I went to see M2S with my older cousins, and it was ratchet fukkery in the form of a revolution. A lot of former African Medallion wearing brehs and brehettes, started cursing, adlibbing the N word, and felt like that movie spoke to their soul. As a kid, it was like sneaking into a big no-no place, but in hindsight it was ALL the wrong messages that the black youth ate up
A lot of people left that movie as changed people, mainly for the worse for the sake of street cred and to be 'real'.