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Plot
Holly, an aspiring documentary film maker and her fiance Jay begin hanging out with the SOB motorcycle club in small-town Florida. Holly wanted to document the biker subculture, but Jay got drawn into the club. They soon realize they are trapped in a life or death situation with no way out. Real, gritty, and constructed from 8 months of hand-held and surveillance camera footage, this is the fist time the public will get a true look inside an outlaw motorcycle club, or 1-percent MC.
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Blocked by four walls like 'Bats In The Clocktower', Alfred Pennyworth realizes his master's life is swirling in chaos and his alter ego Batman has lost control of Gotham. Alfred has set out to save the legacy by intercepting the phenomenon that comes to earth once every 60 years. Gotham city has fallen victim to its darkest foes, who's chilling leader has come to power, crushing the city with jokes and riddles. Now the second face crime is determined to destroy the legacy and the foundation it was built upon many years ago.
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West Side Story meets Rumble in the Bronx meets A Clockwork Orange. Bizarre tale of London, a lonely teen yearning for affection and a leather jacket who lives in a dysfunctional family home where the mother keeps popping and sexually playing with her other child, X-Ray, a member of a gang of Mods who are constantly at war with a gang of Asian Bikers. Amidst this turmoil, London and her soul mate M16 search for meaning in a phantasmagoria without it.
Keywords: independent-film, profanity-in-title
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In a vacant corner lot off Broadway (by about a yard) is a place called the Lowlands by the tiny community that lives there. Bugs and insects are neighbors and hang out at the Honey Shop of old Mr. Bumble the bee and his daughter Honey. Hoppity the grasshopper arrives to be with Honey, his sweetie. This bugs the crooked C. Bagley Beetle, so do his bunglers Smack the Mosquito and Swat the Fly. The Beetle wants Honey and the Lowlands for himself. But the Human Ones, with their littering and carelessness, pose a threat of destruction to every Lowland home of bug and beetle alike. Despite the doomsaying of Mr. Creeper, the snail, Hoppity finds hope of a new home behind the house of two Human Ones: Mary, who cares for a beautiful garden; and Dick, a struggling songwriter who puts his own hope on a Broadway hit to save his home.
Keywords: beast-fable, broadway-manhattan-new-york-city, bug, building-construction, canceled-wedding, cliffhanger, climbing, cult-film, dancing, disaster
The first full-length animated musical comedy!
THE SCREEN'S FIRST FULL-LENGTH MUSICAL COMEDY CARTOON! (original posters-all caps)
BOY, OH BOY! HERE'S MUSIC, LAUGHTER LOVE AND JOY! (original poster-all caps)
SONGS that'' lead the Hit Parade...LAUGHS that'll tickle even the staid...LOVE that'll thrill...and FUN that'll fill Your heart with a memory that never will fade. (original poster)
The people you'' meet you'll remember forever - HONEY and HOPPITY, whose love none can ever sever. (original poster)
C. BAGLEY BEETLE and his two evil spies and hundreds others to startle your eyes.(original poster)
The screen's first full-length musical comedy cartoon
Boy, Oh Boy! Here's Music, Laughter, Love and Joy!
Mrs. Ladybug: Those Human Ones! Why, the way they're taking to tramping through the lowlands, it's getting so your life ain't worth a sunflower seed anymore. One never know who's gonna get it next.
Mr. Bumble: It's my daughter's right to listen to what her little heart says, and it just don't seem to say "Beetle".
Mr. Creeper: It's no use to go, and don't forget I told you so!
Hoppity: I told you we belong here in the garden. The lady human said so. You heard her.::Mr. Bumble: Gosh! And she knew my name.
Boy bug on skyscraper rooftop: Look at the Human Ones down there! They look just like a lot of little bugs!
Swat the Fly: You wouldn't hit a little guy with glasses would you?
Swat the Fly: [after Hoppity is hit with a live wire] Hey look a *jitter bug*
Sittin on bottles sippin on bottles court fulla hoes with my pockets on slow
Sippin on bottles cour-court fulla hoes si-sippin on bottles cour-court fulla hoes
Watch how I do (bite this shit smack) watch how I do (bite the shit smack) watch how I do (bite the shit smack) yeah
Fuck you bitch I sip on araythang. my legs so wet my whip dipped in cherry stains
Up like chips swervin in and out of every lane do it like fuck- middle fingers up
We don't give a fuck weve been in the jets with the pump and the pushers fourth atcha now dump on you rookies
Who your girls textin now? wanna give me the pussy. PUSSY. I never been. pussy. I've forever been sippin
On medecine all I scape goin unintilligent. Dumb. got to pop two if you don't feel one. where I'm from they got them
For five. and they smack so hard you'd think mac dre was alive (rest in peace) I'm a beast. I rep the skull,
My tail hang low, but I stay in the east.
Sittin on bottles sippin on bottles court fulla hoes with my pockets on slow
Sippin on bottles cour-court fulla hoes si-sippin on bottles cour-court fulla hoes
Watch how I do (bite this shit smack) watch how I do (bite the shit smack) watch how I do (bite the shit smack) yeah
Make it smack, yeah. smack it up. I'm a go and get a pill- I'm a triple stack it up. with my nigga lil roach so you know
I'm gon' gig. I'm a tell it like tay so the choppa go hit. sittin on fours sippin on bo and she wanna hit my lean
And I tell a ho no. and she wanna get the cheese then I tell a hoe go, cause you already know I don't give a fuck about
A hoe. roach gigz, lil-fo, and d muthafuckin low. we gonna get it. (get it.) getit getit getit getit
(getit getit getit getit) we gonna get it. (get it.) we don't give a fuck abotu no how, no hoe.
We gonna get it. (get it.) getit getit getit getit
(getit getit getit getit) we gonna get it. (get it.) we don't give a fuck abotu no how, no hoe.
Sittin on bottles sippin on bottles court fulla hoes with my pockets on slow
Sippin on bottles cour-court fulla hoes si-sippin on bottles cour-court fulla hoes
Watch how I do (bite this shit smack) watch how I do (bite the shit smack) watch how I do (bite the shit smack) yeah
See me, I'm sittin on quatros, bitch I go it's lil-4, I do alotta dro, I've been going hard ever since I was a snotty
Nose. plant a tight charge and nobody don't stop me though, slow, off the robo, tussin, cussin, drunker than a mexican.
This medecine got me feelin better than I ever did. what use me can one day kill me, syrup sippin banana bro,
Back at it bro, guilty, represent that fuilthy, fill-mo feel me? don't accept that bullshit like a collect call,
And I don't know you boppers I won't be that raw when I put it with the city kids, a chore, if I fuck faces if the
Chick ain't with it then there's no relations, patience? I don't have none. catch me in the scraper. no place
Ridin shotgun. I'm high as the sun.
Sittin on bottles sippin on bottles court fulla hoes with my pockets on slow
Sippin on bottles cour-court fulla hoes si-sippin on bottles cour-court fulla hoes
Watch how I do (bite this shit smack) watch how I do (bite the shit smack) watch how I do (bite the shit smack) yeah
Smack in the middle of ridiculous places
Smack in the middle where I shouldn't have been
Smack in the middle and I know what the case is
Baby, if you know how to count, you can count me in
See-saw, see-saw, jigsaw puzzle
Like a see-saw, see-saw, jigsaw puzzle
When the soul has forgotten what it means to be loved
And you think you've hit the bottom of enough is enough
Hey, I'll be fine, I'm just losing my mind
I'll be fine, I'm just wasting my time, as I am
Smack in the middle of ridiculous places
Smack in the middle where I shouldn't have been
Smack in the middle and I know what the case is
Baby, if you know how to count, you can count me in
Smack in the middle of ridiculous places
Smack in the middle of a terror unknown
Smack in the middle and you know what the case is
(See-saw, see-saw, jigsaw puzzle)
Baby, if you're home all alone, you can do it on your own
(Like a see-saw, see-saw)
See-saw, see-saw, jigsaw puzzle
Like a see-saw, see-saw, jigsaw puzzle
Like a see-saw, see-saw, jigsaw puzzle
Watch out! Here it comes [x4]
[Verse 1:]
Hold it right there, your attention folks
We came here - to fulfill your hopes
But you better WATCH OUT, it might get ugly
Cause you my friend are beginnin to bug me
So here's a little smack, goin back to the grill again
Hit you in the hat like Skipper did Gilligan
So get back, before I snap like a Kit Kat
And pop you in the mouth, quicker than a Tic Tac
Bif bam BOOM like a Batman fight scene
You defeatin U.D. that was a pipe dream
Kickin you around like a hackeysack
With the beats and the raps that be action packed
I'm ready to go, I got my foot on the petrol
And if you didn't know I steal the show like a klepto
I grew up, with the love for rap
But this is combat and you're about to get smacked
[Chorus:]
I think I gotta think I gotta think I gotta hit'cha [x4]
Like SMACK~! You make me laugh
Talkin that way, get off the crack or
SLAP~! You needed that
We'll teach you how to act, when we go
SMACK~! You make me laugh
Talkin that way, you better step back or
SLAP~! You needed that
We'll teach you how to act
When we go smack
["Hit hard like the heavyweight champ"]
["I'll put you in your place"] ["Like SMACK" - Guru]
[Verse 2:]
We used to call them perpetrators
But now if you do they'll say you're a hater
Well it's true, cause I hate you
And all of that hogwash that you do
You, jiggy rappers are a lie and disgrace
So I'm runnin up, comin with the pie in your face
Cause you pose and blow kisses, your image is fictitious
Hot junk, but you're a punk like Sid Vicious
I was born six o'clock on the dot, ready to rock
Took one look at the doc and then I blew up the spot
I move the crowd like I called in a bomb threat
You're nervous, I see your knees shakin, your palms sweat
I come equipped with explosiveness
So know the risk, or you gon' get blown to bits
On the microphone I'm dangerous as Defcon 3
And you'll find out, you never shoulda slept on me
[Chorus]
[More scratches]
[Chorus]
That's right
This one's goin out to all you cats
Wearin retro jerseys with matchin hats and too much jewelry
Rockin that gangster pop ringtone rap
Watch out, yeah, you might get SMACKED~!
Slave... you get what you bring
Tried... or you get what we give
I feel like I'm stuck in between
Again, again, again and again
Loath, I've been subjected to what you've said ,
You're pissing harder than what you know is right,
A joke where you stand, no thought overflow ,
Look down on the upside ,
Take, you've taken more than enough away ,
You say tomorrow is just another world ,
That'll choke in you throat, so you dope up the flow ,
And look down on the upside ,
Slave ... you get what you bring ,
Tired ... or you get what we give ,
I feel like I'm stuck in between
Again, again, again and again
Break, a broken spirit is what you gave
You hold the pieces of what you know are mine
Crawl back in your hole, and choke on the bone
Of what's left on the outside
Never again, never again
Just leave what is mine, throw you away
Test me over time
To bad things aren't what they seem my friend
To be my friend
Too bad this is all I try
To bad things aren't what they seem again, seem again
I've washed right out, of my dear old past
Rubber headed motor junky,
Run me down and try to stomp me
Throw my life away, and I’ll be worthless
Just like you
Somewhere now a baby’s crying,
Down the road his mother’s dying
Shot a line and blew her mind
And now she’s turning blue
Don’t you throw your life away,
Just wait until another day
Don’t you throw your life away,
Cause baby I can feel it
Don’t you ever compromise it,
Don’t you even realize it
Don’t throw your life away,
Cause baby I can feel it, now
Trip and fall,
I’m sure you all can tell me
What is on the wall behind the liquor store
Where you get smacked up all the time
Perfect little life you wasted,
Overdosed and that death you tasted
Scared you back into yourself, and now
You walk the line
Don’t you throw your life away,
Just wait until another day
Don’t you throw your life away,
Cause baby I can feel it
Don’t you ever compromise it,
Don’t you even realize it
Don’t throw your life away,
Cause baby I can feel it, now
Life away
Life away
Life away
I - want - you - to - go - out - get - me - some - thing
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Right - now - please!
Catholic - candy - rumour - fall in - feeling - take all
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Women - taxi - slowely - tick - slip up - headband -
Floodlight - faster (?)
To hide (?)
To hide
To hide
To hide
To hide
To hide
To hide
I am not a pet i am the best (?)
I am not a pet i am the best
3 Doors Down - Smack
Rubber headed motor junky,
Run me down and try to stomp me
Throw my life away, and I'll be worthless
Just like you
Somewhere now a baby's crying,
Down the road his mother's dying
Shot a line and blew her mind
And now she's turning blue
Don't you throw your life away,
Just wait until another day
Don't you throw your life away,
Cause baby I can feel it
Don't you ever compromise it,
Don't you even realize it
Don't throw your life away,
Cause baby I can feel it, now
Trip and fall,
I'm sure you all can tell me
What is on the wall behind the liquor store
Where you get smacked up all the time
Perfect little life you wasted,
Overdosed and that death you tasted
Scared you back into yourself, and now
You walk the line
Don't you throw your life away,
Just wait until another day
Don't you throw your life away,
Cause baby I can feel it
Don't you ever compromise it,
Don't you even realize it
Don't throw your life away,
Cause baby I can feel it, now
Life away
Life away
Life away