♪ I'm a champion Imma play hard 'til the end ♪
♪ I'm a champion ♪
♪ I'll I do is win, win, win ♪
♪ [unintelligible] ♪
[unintelligible] That was dope!
I think it's done and I think it's fire.
I think so too.
I'm definitely gonna win this anthem contest.
Hey, if anyone asks you,
having you sing was completely and so totally my idea.
[distant screaming]
Did you guys hear that scream?
- We did. - Is everyone okay?
Uh, one, two, three, four. Okay, good. All accounted for.
Whoa, check your math.
Mama Yaz is not here.
Well, yeah. I know. Seeing if you were paying attention.
[gasping]
[groaning]
Mom... why do you look like a space alien?
That's because Mom was so kind to try our face mask.
Baby, sit down. Sit down. Calm down, calm down.
Yes, but it has hardened and now I can't take it off.
Ooh, maybe we shouldn't have used so much paste.
[gasping] Or any at all.
Paste? Whose idea was that?
- His. - His.
Do something.
I have the biggest interview of my entire life tomorrow
and not only can Rita Roundtree make my career,
she can ruin it.
Hmm. Let me just see.
Uh. Oh!
Yeah, it's on there real good.
If only Dad hadn't used so much paste.
What? It was your idea to use the paste, like that.
I'm just happy I'm not the one in trouble this time.
- No, I said cream. - Listen, you're a spackler,
I'm a smearer.
'Cuse me. 'Cuse me.
[clearing throat]
Attention!
I said, "Attention!"
Young Dylan has an announcement!
Thanks, Chuckles.
I will now share with you all... my hotchat
and I'll be the Hawk's new anthem song,
thus launching my stoic rap career.
Also, Rebecca's hanging the hook.
[music playing]
♪ I'm a champion ♪
♪ Imma play hard 'til the end ♪
♪ I'm a champion ♪
♪ All I do is win, win, win ♪
♪ I'm a champion ♪
♪ Imma play hard 'til the end ♪
♪ I'm a champion ♪
♪ All I do is win, win, win ♪
♪ Wi-ya-yan ♪
[cheering and clapping]
Was that really you?
Yeah, it was.
Now, if you'll form a line, I'll graciously sign autographs.
No selfies.
[screaming]
Uh.
[groaning]
What's happening?
I think everyone really liked Rebecca's singing.
Hmm. I see.
So they aren't giving me love,
but they're giving her love for my song.
Hmm.
Girl, I could listen to you sing all day.
You are amazing. [giggling]
Ah, hello?!
I'm on the chat too!
Girl, your popularity just went through the roof.
And everyone's asking when you'll make your next song?
Oh, I don't know. Dylan, when are we?
We're... not.
You know what? Lily, this song isn't working.
So, I'm gonna be busy coming up with the new anthem
before tonight's deadline.
Don't you want me to sing on the new one?
Yeah, I think I'm gonna ride solo
on this next one.
But you heard Bethany, I mean,
people are expecting to hear more from me.
I-I need to keep this thing going.
Well, that's the rap game for ya.
One day you're Daisy, the next you're JB.
Who's JB? I've never heard of him.
Exactly.
[music playing]
Ooh, I wish someone was here to see how dope I am.
[music playing]
What's all this?
Uh, anyone but her.
The deadline's in a few hours,
so I need to make a new beat fast.
And this baby will help me do just that.
So, I'm gonna need ya to bounce.
Uh, I'm not bouncing anywhere.
The studio is the family studio, so I'm using it too.
To do what?
To record a song to play at school tomorrow.
Since you won't help me, I'll do it myself.
[unintelligible]
♪ Amazing Grace H--♪
H--
Uh, I can't hear myself sing.
Heh heh. You're welcome!
♪ Amazing Gra-- ♪
Oh, you think that's loud. Oh, check this out.
♪ Amazing Grace ♪
I got this!
It actually sounds better this way.
♪ Amazing Grace! ♪
♪ How sweet ♪
Oh, you'll love that, wouldn't you?
The track, it's too dope to be controlled.
[screaming] Save yourself!
Turn it off!
[groaning, screaming]