Good Old Days (1966)

Actors

• Howard Morris (director)
• Kathleen Freeman (actress)
• Charles Horvath (actor)
• Ned Glass (actor)
• Darryl Hickman (actor)
• Jacques Aubuchon (actor)
• Chris Noel (actress)
• Nora Denney (actress)
• Larry Klein (writer)
• Larry Klein (producer)
• Beverly Adams (actress)
• Hal Goodman (producer)
• Hal Goodman (writer)
• Joseph Bova (actor)
• Bruce Yarnell (actor)

Genres

• Comedy

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Say It Loud (african Pride) - Kool Moe Dee
• Pussy Killz - Nas
• Lost - Korn
• Imma Kill U - Insane Clown Posse
• Strength Of A Woman - Shaggy
• Come With Me - Day26
• How G's Ride - Master P

[James Brown] (Ugh!)
(Ugh!)
Some say we got a lot of malice
Some say we got a lot of nerve
But I say we can't quit fighting
Until we get what we deserve
Just as sure as it takes two eyes to make a pair
Brother, we can't quit
Until we get our share
Come on
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Come on, say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
(Louder!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Now I worked on jobs
With my feet and my hands
And all the work I did
Was for the other man
We demand a chance
To do things for ourselves
We're tired of beating our heads against the wall
And workin for someone else
Come on
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Everybody, say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
(Louder!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
And yes y'all
Rise and shine
Brothers and sisters, it's that time
As the modern day prophets speak in rhythm and rhyme
Under the influence of the benign
Our rise as the weakest decline
So stick together and keep a positive mind
And sing this song one more time
Come on
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Everybody say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Brothers and sisters, say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
(Louder!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Now we been whipped, chained
Beaten and scorned
We been treated bad
From Knowledge to Born
Now we've got African Pride
That runs deep as the Seven Seas
We'd rather die on our feet
Than keep living on our knees
Come on
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
This ain't the sound that you hear
It's gonna be music to your ear
You have no fear
Cause God is here
As the righteous get it in gear
And the wicked step to the rear
You're outta here
Feel the power in the rhythm
As our souls move vocally
Come together in a montage
A collage of harmony
Spirits manifest in our voices
As our hearts provide the beat
For a source of inspiration
When we speak in unity
Though it seems like it's a dream
This is as real as it gets
Controlling your environment
Through chanting your concept
Breathing life into lyrics
You can hear it, loud and clear
You can almost see the spirit
From vibrations that you hear
I'm a brother of color descent
From the mother continent
And I been sent with the intent
To rectify the hell-bent
From the line of the devine
Of those way before my time
Like a star I'm chosen to shine
As the God of Rhythm and Rhyme
Comin strictly from an Afrocentric point of view
I talk to you in a tongue that relates to the young
And if you can't relate, it ain't meant for you
This is strictly for the restoration of pride and enterprise
Esoteric knowledge - essential to our rise
Come on
(I'm African proud!)
He-he-he-he...
(I'm African proud!)
Come on, say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)
(Louder!)
Say it loud!
(I'm African proud!)

Crazy
Yo pussy kill me
Huh, yeah, yeah
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Pussy kill me when I was born
Pardon me I rephrase it departed mommy wound decayin'
I look at the bright side, the fact that I got a life side
Born 73, September right Nas, true, Virgo child
The first thing I learned is money makes the world go round
On a small planet, it's 10 women to 1 man
I wonder how we managed
To say vows and walk a straight line in marriage
Niggas is some nasty creatures, bitches even nastier
They throw it at your boy and it's hard for me to pass it up
Freaky ho's licken niggas ass and nuts
Stupid bitch bragen till her baby dad went nuts
And now were looking for me, 2 cars deep
Rollin' up on niggas Barrel out da window, asking you Nas peeps
I can't here dat 2 4 5 nigga grad at
Pass it to me sucker for love niggas I blast at
I swear my dick is gonna get me into trouble, I pissin' bubble
I thought I felt a sharp pain betta stick to rubbers
When lain, hooker after hooker down and day
Watch out for diseases, the doctors can't name 'em
Just a thought we all fuck the same chicks
Some play like they innocent
Fucken entertainers, and basket ball players
The bitch is a ho
But still some of ya'll will say ya put your dick in her dough
You're just a nigger that life to her, she thought your crazy
Now your monkey ass want to shoot the pimp that pipes her
She had your baby, now you a lifa
The suicide note you write her, pussy killz
Oh, what a thrill inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong and handle, it is real
Pussy killz
Mad shots keep a nigga open
Bitch have a nigga's gun smoking
Pussy killz
Oh, what a thrill inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong and handle, it is real
Pussy killz
Mad shots keep a nigga open
Bitch have a nigga's gun smoking
Pussy killz
My nigga James got married same girl he went to school with
Nice girl, nerd with glasses, he was too stuck
Studied for her masters, part time nurse
I tell you how superb the ass is, but who's looking
And I mean that's my man, maybe I just took a peek
Maybe I wondered what it would be like, syke
'Cause James and me like, I was with A Z like
Luke and Han Solo, fuckin' with niggas girls, forbidden, that's a no no
It's death and we're real niggas civilized guards
And there ain't to many niggas like Nas I'm trust worthy
Plus I know a dude that caught his wife cheatin'
Killed his baby, killed his wife, and took his own life even
Happy for James 'cause real bitches hard to come by
This nigga found one, I told him he was lucky an clown something
Rollin' up duckies while watching Roy Jones in round one
He froze put his to the TV about an inch close
Move outa the way nigga what the fuck the matter with you, you blind
He pointed to the front row, thought he was losing his mind
She was supposed to be with her sick mother
Left for the weekend, stress when she was leaving
Now she next to some nigga cheesin'
He's having trouble breathing
He pictured them making noises, grindin' 'em and kissin' 'em
Yellin', ain't no telling where her lips have bin
Left her foul messages, she came home no lesser then
Ten minutes later and they start wrestling, and screamin'
She said she missed her flight that evening
She never left, she wasn't at the fight u speakin'
That's Vegas this is New York you bugin'
I held up my hand for dat, but he wouldn't touch it
I'm like when u started actin' like that, this is dumbness
Gave me a crazy look and started swingin' punches
I ducked couldn't believe it, the niggas so wet
He got his gad and started squeezin', hit two police men
Neighbors dialed 911 they heard the thumpin'
Wounded cops kicked in the door and started dumpin'
Me and his wife hit to the floor she smelt strange
My comrade was breathing no more they killed James
Oh, what a thrill inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong and handle, it is real
Pussy killz
Mad shots keep a nigga open
Bitch have a nigga's gun smoking
Pussy killz
Oh, what a thrill inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong and handle, it is real
Pussy killz
Mad shots keep a nigga open
Bitch have a nigga's gun smoking

Why can't I decide, why my feelings I hide?
Always screwing with my mind, that thorn in my spine
Oh sure, it feels fine, wasting all our time
In the back of my mind, a thorn in my spine
Wait! to see it before my eyes
Why! do I run away?
Looking all the time at your face so blind
Feeling uptight, always the same fight
Hey man now decide, go ahead take your time
Kissing all the time, that thorn in my spine
Wait! You can only see one side
Why?! Play yourself out 'dat way?
Why?! You and me always hang
Wait! Weren't you my friend?
The pain in which I could not feel!!!
Hey man look inside, now you need your own life
Remember me guy? That thorn in your spine
Waiting all the time, I'm doing mighty fine

fuck fuck you
fuck fuck you
guess what
fuck fuck you
fuck fuck you
guess what
first i slap your head with a bat
the bloody splat crack wooden bat
wind it back whack your cheek bone
stomp your nose in 'till it's gone
pick you back up and puch your gut
double you over and fold you shut
let you drop and invite the crew
to kick you face in two- ooohh
racist biggot you dirty demon
dig your eyes out while your screamin'
drive your head into the concrete
use your forehead to paint the street
child abusin' piece of cpap
a couple of knee drops across your back
rip your pants down for the cause
take two bricks and clap your balls
ooh i'm hurtin' you
run your ass better run your ass!
ooh i'm hurtin' you
imma fuckin' kill you
ooh i'm hurtin' you
run your ass better run your ass!
ooh i'm hurtin' you
imma fuckin' kill you
pig molestor where you headed?
in your back my knife's embeded
take my car jack and wreck your knees
'cause you sicker then an ass desease
some teeth fall out, you swallow the rest
bang! pow! boom! and your mouths a mess
some how your tounge's hangin' out'a your neck
and i ain't even barely got started yet
throwin' stars stickin' out'a your forehead
keep you alive to make you feel more dead
down your throat with a broken bottle
kick to your neck then make you swallow
stomp each and every rib 'till it breaks
and when it's all over hell awaits
take this hammer poud out your scrotem
pancake food left for the rodents
fuck you up, fuck you up
it's about time i fuck you up
fuck you up, fuck you up, fuck you up- duck bitch!
it's about time i fuck you up
fuck you up, fuck you up
it's about time i fuck you up
fuck you up, fuck you up, fuck you up
it's about time i fuck you up
ooh i'm hurtin' you
run your ass better run your ass!
ooh i'm hurtin' you
imma fuckin' kill you
i say beat you say that ass
beat
that ass
beat
that ass
i say beat you say that ass
beat that- bitch ass
k-i-c-k y-o a-s-s
oh yes!
k-i-c-k y-o a-s-s
oh yes!
bang boom pow boom bang
let your fists swing
bang boom pow boom bang
let your fists swing
k-i-c-k y-o a-s-s
oh yes!
k-i-c-k y-o a-s-s
oh yes!
i say beat you say that ass
beat
that ass
beat
that ass
i say beat you say that ass
beat that- bitch ass!
fuck you up, fuck you up
it's about time i fuck you up
fuck you up, fuck you up, fuck you up
it's about time i fuck you up
ooh i'm hurtin' you
run your ass better run your ass!
ooh i'm hurtin' you
imma fuckin' kill you
ooh i'm hurtin' you
run your ass better run your ass!
ooh i'm hurtin' you
imma fuckin' kill you
fuck you up... fuck you up
ha ha ha haa haaa
fuck you up... fuck you up
ha ha ha haa haaa

So amazin' how this world was made
I wonder if God is a woman
The gift of life astounds me to this day
I give it up for the woman
She's the constant wind that fills my sail
Oh, that woman
With a smile and a style
She'll protect you like a child
That's a woman
She'll put a smile upon her face
And take you to a higher place
So don't you underestimate
Strength of a woman
Strength of a woman
Woke up this mornin'
I got up with the scent of a woman
S'picture if you would what life would be
Ain't much good without a woman
She can nag and be a constant pain
Oh, that woman
But those hips, she's got me whipped
And it's just too hard to resist
What a woman
She'll put a smile upon her face
And take you to a higher place
So don't you underestimate
Strength of a woman
Strength of a woman
Tender lips that's so so sweet
Gentle words she softly speaks
Such a nature will we meet
God bless the ground beneath her feet
She can take you on a high
Be your comfort when you cry
But if you look into her eyes, you'll see
The strength of a woman
Strength of a woman
She'll put a smile upon her face
And take you to a higher place
So don't you underestimate

Come with Me Lyrics
[Talked]
Uh...I gotta get outta here
Damn I'm feenin'
I need it
I want it
I just can't sit here
[Verse 1:Willie]
Lonely at the crib
Had to get out, search for me a honey dip(dipped out)
Listenin' to sexual healing
A girl who could give me that feeling(oh ah ah)
A girl thats bout it, yea she gotta be bout it
When shes so serious
Wanna get her to my crib tonight
[B-Section: Q]
We got a lot in common if you take the time to find out
We could chop it up if you want but it'll slow us down
Just go hop in the whip, ain't tryna cover it up
What I really want is to(uh uh)
[Chrous]
Come with me
I'll put you fast asleep
You be wakin up with me
3 in the mornin', feenin askin for more(Repeat)
[Verse 2: Robert]
Pulled up to the club
Said don't go in 'cause I had to talk to her
Don't worry bout your friends, I'll get you home
To tell the truth I was gamin her cause..
[Brian]
She was lookin ready
I told her to come with me
Girl anything you find in there is here
So let's het busy ohh..
[B-Section: Q]
We got a lot in common if you take the time to find out
We could chop it up if you want but it'll slow us down
Just go hop in the whip, ain't tryna cover it up
What I really want is to(uh uh)
[Chrous]
Come with me
I'll put you fast asleep
You be wakin up with me
3 in the mornin', feenin askin for more(Repeat)
[Bridge: Mike]
We at the crib now so I gotta get it, get it
Yes I know you down for it
Tell me where you want me to touch and I'll kiss it, kiss it
(Uh)I'm goin all the way
Cause this is an attraction
We gotta go have it
So once I lay you down
You'll make those sexy sounds
Fall asleep and wake up for me
[Chrous]
Come with me
I'll put you fast asleep
You be wakin up with me
3 in the mornin', feenin askin for more(Say 4x)
Come with me
I'll put you fast to sleep
I'll have you up at three (ohhhh)
Come with me
I'll put you fast to sleep
I'll have you up at three (ohhhh)
[Talked]
Damn, I'm feining.
I need it.

[Master P talking]
Niggas be trying to figure out how we roll out here in Cali
You know what I'm saying
Richmond California
My little partners be rolling like Silkk fool
Verse 1 [Master P]
6 deep hittin switches, thats how us G's ride
Candy paint with them gold daytons side to side
Niggas straight fucking bumpin
Niggas trippin, think I'm from Compton
I'm from that southside of Richmond where that hang ya
Put you in a motherfucking 6 inch slanger
Lay you down, drop you to your knees, you want some chesse
Break me off some ends before I make your ass bleed
From your nose to your mouth up and outtie
Niggas talking shit cause Master P is gettin rowdy
Got the southside, hoop ride throwin' a 40
Niggas gangbangin like they straight retarded
Throwin up signs, Niggas in line
Bitches hollerin' hoo-ride, Niggas steady dying
I'm from the southside 23rd street
And my little homie Tony from the hills, may he rest in peace
No longer with the crew or the click
But to the niggas that did this shit, we gonna go thick click
And get them thangs and hang ya
Fuckin' round, keep 1 up in the chamber
Richmond niggaz don't play cuz we ballin'
And I got this thang sowed up from New Orleans
Coming like a southside gator
And when we roll on your spot, beware of the tru terminators
Chorus (Master P):
6 deep is how us G's ride,
Candy paint gold daytons hittin' switches from side to side
6 deep is how us G's ride,
Candy paint gold daytons hittin' switches from side to side
Verse 2 [Silkk The Shocker ]
Well it's Friday, I'm sideways about the highway
Bitchs doing it my way, got 2 for 5, everyday all day
Cuz I gots to get paid, gets mine in the 9, thats why I stay strapped
Everyday I gots to put it down, it be like that
I have a pocket full of stones, I gots like clock now
It was kinda hot outside so I had to puts the top down
I be like breezin' threw the East Bay
R-I-C-H-M-0-N to the C-A, that's where I still be at each day
Chorus:
6 deep is how us G's ride,
Candy paint gold daytons hittin switches from side to side
6 deep is how us G's ride,
Candy paint gold daytons hittin switches from side to side
Verse 3: [Big Ed]
Big Ed be puttin' it down like that, made more ass than the Hilton
On my way to this hoe's house, bang that ass until its tiltin'
Now I'm rollin', holdin' onto a fat nickel plated 9
I blasted at him who trying to take mine so forget the 1 time
So when a brother rolls up, hold up
Don't make me plug your trick ass like a donut
See Big Ed's about that mint green
Got them hoes' fiending for this dick, like it was laced with nicotine
Killa pussy got 'em slippin up in the hood
Them Green Berets up in Richmond, I know they up to no good
Tried to jet me on that down low
I have more niggas shootin's up your set then the feds did at Waco
Player haters could never stop me
Cuz I'm a No Limit Nigga and got more Crew then Motley
So if you ever try to play me like a hoe
I'm hanging up out the door, with the 44, nigga drive slow
Chorus:
6 deep is how us G's ride,
Candy paint gold daytons hittin switches from side to side
6 deep is how us G's ride,
Candy paint gold daytons hittin switches from side to side
[Master P talking]
And we up and outtie, it looks cloudy,
cuz yall niggas spinning daytons,
(No Limit niggas) on your motherfuckers turf,
(Soldier For Life, No Limit 4-Life)
and for all yall niggaz that done sold out,
we be keeping it real,
independent, black owned,
Running our own shit,
We drop shit anytime we want to, anytime we ready,
how many yall niggas can say that?