The Collapsed (2011)

Actors

• Krista Johnston (miscellaneous crew)
• Rick Cordeiro (actor)
• Justin McConnell (director)
• Justin McConnell (editor)
• Justin McConnell (actor)
• Justin McConnell (writer)
• Justin McConnell (producer)
• Neil Green (actor)
• Vincent Thomas (actor)
• Rob Kleiner (composer)
• John Fantasia (actor)
• Anna Ross (actress)
• Lise Moule (actress)
• Kevin Hutchinson (writer)
• Kassandra Santos (actress)

Genres

• Drama
• Horror
• Sci-Fi
• Thriller

Taglines:

As Our World Ends Their Nightmare Begins

Death Trike (2006)

Actors

• Brett Kelly (actor)
• Brian Singleton (editor)
• Brian Singleton (producer)
• Brian Singleton (writer)
• Brian Singleton (director)
• Mark Singleton (writer)
• Mark Singleton (actor)
• Rich Glasgow (composer)
• Kevin Norris (actor)
• Death Trike (actor)

Genres

• Horror
• Short

Taglines:

Three victims! Three Wheels! ALL TERROR!

Doing Hard Time (2004)

Actors

• Steven Bauer (actor)
• Giancarlo Esposito (actor)
• Emilio Rivera (actor)
• Sticky Fingaz (actor)
• Michael Kenneth Williams (actor)
• Erik Betts (miscellaneous crew)
• Marcello Thedford (actor)
• Sharon L. Craig (miscellaneous crew)
• Bryan Sundstrom (miscellaneous crew)
• Jazsmin Lewis (actress)
• William L. Johnson (actor)
• Pamela Chizema (miscellaneous crew)
• Charles Malik Whitfield (actor)
• Boris Kodjoe (producer)
• Boris Kodjoe (actor)

Genres

• Action
• Drama

Taglines:

He had to get in, to get even.

PCU (1994)

Actors

• David Spade (actor)
• Jeremy Piven (actor)
• Jon Favreau (actor)
• Colin Fox (actor)
• Jessica Walter (actress)
• Jake Busey (actor)
• George Clinton (actor)
• Kevin Jubinville (actor)
• Hart Bochner (director)
• Mary Zophres (costume designer)
• Jonathan Wilson (actor)
• Larry Reynolds (actor)
• Maddie Corman (actress)
• Steve Vai (composer)
• Paul Schiff (producer)

Genres

• Comedy

Taglines:

Flunk 'em if they can't take a joke

Quotes:

Droz: All right right, whaddya need? Bottle rockets, dental dams, Redi Wips, term papers?

Katy: Hey, Droz, how 'bout this: Tonight, at the Pit, "Everyone Gets Laid."::Droz: It's tasteless, disgusting, and offensive. I love it.

Womynist #2: Stop the penis party!

Droz: Are we having a party tonight or what?::Cecilia: Well, there's no publicity, so there's no people; Gutter never showed up, so there's no beer; instruments just blew out, so there's no band; and I think Raji and Deege may be dead.::Droz: Wait a minute... no beer? Well, where the hell's Gutter?::Katy: Probably in a parking lot somewhere picking his nose.::[cut to Gutter in a parking lot somewhere picking his nose]

Droz: These, Tom, are the Causeheads. They find a world-threatening issue and stick with it for about a week.

Katy: What about Naugahyde Windpipe?::Cecilia: Too metal.::Raji: Oedipus and the Mama's Boys.::Cecilia: Too college radio.::Deeje: My Johnson Is 12 Inches Long.::Cecilia: Interesting, but It doesn't really sound like a band name.

Bantam: America's greatest president.::Rand: It's me, Rand. Open up.::Bantam: America's greatest president.::Rand: Damn it. "Who is Ronald Reagan?"::Bantam: A casual shoe for yachting.::Rand: What are you trying to figure out, B.D.? Who could I be? "What is a blucher?"::Bantam: They killed Jesus Christ.::Rand: "Who are the Jews?" Open up, sucko.

Droz: What's this? You're wearing the shirt of the band you're going to see? Don't be that guy.

Tom: What's he doin?::Droz: He's finishing his senior thesis. Pigman is trying to prove the Caine-Hackman theory. No matter what time it is, 24 hours a day, you can find a Michael Caine or Gene Hackman movie playing on TV.::Tom: That's his thesis?::Droz: Yes! That's the beauty of college these days, Tommy! You can major in Game Boy if you know how to bullshit.

Droz: [stealing a car, finds The Club, still in the package with the words: Police say "Use it"] Well, that's good thinking.

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Gutter - Kelly Rowland
• Gutter - Otep
• Gutter - Pooh-Man
• Gutter - Paper Route
• Gutter - Medina
• Gutter - SHYSTIE
• Gutter - Gideon

[Intro]
Aye yo dis be da reason why I do dis shit
Stright da fuck outta Compton
Reapin' that muthafuckin' N.W.A.
I got a lot of love fo' Dre
No Dre beats on da Album
But it ain't no love loss nigga, thats ma nigga
We do it fo' da muthafuckin' WESTSIDE NIGGA WHAT!!!
[Verse 1]
Soon as the breaks hit da snare
My Dodger Fitted in da air
I graduated form da school of Hard Knocks like yea
So what da fuck you niggas rhymin' about
If Hip-Hop was a pussy I'll knock the linin' out
Then I get low like they ride in da South yea I'm dirty
I shine without da diamonds in my mouth say..Cheese
Take a picture of da gold D's
Then picture me rollin' with da top back on a 6-4 please
Get da fuck up off my ass
For I put ma foot on da break den slam on da gas
Burn rubba' like da Daytona 500
Where I'm from you get Daytonas fo' 500
Get a casket fo' free
How da fuck could I stay off MTV News when niggas askin' fo' Beef
Talkin' bout' they gon Kill Game when they say these thing
I where da 4-5 in L.A. like I'm A.C. Green
[Chorus]
I'm da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I don't stutta'
Westside til' I die Compton Muthafucka!
Yea I'll be da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I don't stutta'
Fuck da World Straight Outta Compton Muthafucka!
[Verse 2]
I shine fo' niggas behind bars I ain't got that Diddy glow
Black Rows in da cement I got that New Jack City flow
Black Rows sittin' low 22 dippin' gold bangin' Friend or Foe, feel me
Yea when from a young and dumbin'
To da second comin'
Niggas can't see in da Phantom I call them Stevie Wonder
It never rained Southern California everyday is Summa'
Even when da skys grey its still hot fo' da Block Runnas stop frontin'
I told niggas da same day Dre signed me, I'll come back in Tupac numbas
I drop classics when otha' rappas makin' hits
I stay hard cause all you niggas hangin' from my dick
Louie Vuitton bandana on my face, Jesse James of da Rap game
I'm takin Hovas place, if life was a crap game and I was delt da Ace
Never wanted to be King just wanted to meet Dre
[Chorus]
I'm da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I don't stutta'
Bring da crown back to Compton Muthafucka!
Yea I'll be da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I don't stutta'
Polishin' da thrown in Compton Muthafucka!
[Verse 3]
I can't forget about da Hustlers in da hood same Sean
John Jeans as yesterday
Waitin' fo' da Customas , nigga I us to be them all black B.M.
From da A.M. to da P.M. fiends call me da G.M.
I was da General Manager watchin' them baggin' Grammys
up like John Legend and Black Eye Peas
Black hoody on
Black Chuck Taylors, HaHa
Watchin' fo' da Black Van
Some niggas call them Pac-Man know watch me get Ghost
In that white on white 550, 55 on da dash
Gotta' drive slow homie, Kanye in da dash
Let da sun roof back and da Cronic smoke out
Low Pro Pirelli so da Giovannis poke out
Gwen Stefani ridin' shotgun yea I'm high No Doubt
But not to high to Nextel Chirp and have them boys roll out
See I'm that 1 rappa' gun clappa' compared to da unstaba'
Lyrically Insane Muthafucka' and when I'm done plow!
[Chorus]
I'm da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I don't stutta'
Westside til' I die Compton Muthafucka!
Break it
I'll be da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I don't stutta'

I once
Dreamed of a world
Without consequences
Without reminders
Of this
Brutal
Gutter
I am collapsed in
Once I dreamed
But then
Woke

(Pooh-Man)
Let's do this ya'll
(Robin Smith)
This is how we live each day
Growing up the gangster way
This is how we live in the gutter
This is how we live each day
Growing up the gangster way
This is how we live in the gutter
(Pooh-Man)
Straight player oakland mack
It's all about never leaving home unstrapped
I tell these tales and tell them well
Get in the game punk
And watch your trick ass fail
Can't stand the heat of the eastside streets
One pull of a trigger knocks you off your feet
The fast lane the dope game so much pain
Clocking cash like a champ
Won't a damn thang change
I come from O-O-O still down with the dudes
But I still got love for my 6 9 roots
Little girl black rammy on
The story goes on but real players know
It's the town of the dank point
of fat 20 sacks
the town where the motherfuckers made the mack
'cause it's the Eastside
'cause only real gutter motherfuckers understand me
Standing on the block
Riding the strip
Never been loose without my glock and two clips
'cause I am yelling out the windows
Riding the hoes
Summer time and I am gonna bring back the gold and vogues
It ain't the dope fiend beat my name is Pooh-Man bitch
Get mad all you want but you can't do shit
To the real players put your hand in the air
They can't fuck with gutter players
(Robin Smith)
This is how we live each day
Growing up the gangster way
This is how we live in the gutter
This is how we live each day
Growing up the gangster way
This is how we live in the gutter
(Pooh-Man)
Eight o'clock on the block
With four five glock
Got's to be saved 'cause this fiends won't what I got
They spend ten, 50-50 two or one
You want my pot then fool come and get some
The life of a hustler, living like a G
Look up player in the dictionary
And you will find me
80 G's a day puts a brother on relax
Have more hoes then Frank Ward
So call me the fat cat
And don't mind putting the fool in dirt
Run up to me and my family and watch me put in work
Big Ken plays muscle Kitty Wing plays keys
Yelling rest in peace to a click that want some beef
Where ya from
Does the baron know where ya heading
Run up on my family and watch your ass regret it
I am calling 187 shots
Having fools dropped
Used to be your spot but now it's my spot
Taking' what's' yours is the best way to get ahead
I ain't with that color shit but I'll paint your ass red
To put it bluntly I am a cold hearted brother
Top of Ol' G's how to survive in the gutter
(Robin Smith)
This is how we live each day
Growing up the gangster way
This is how we live in the gutter
This is how we live each day
Growing up the gangster way
This is how we live in the gutter
(Pooh-Man)
The moves I mack the chances I take
No time for mistakes because these brothers be snakes
A fool a snitch on your ass fast
Scared as hell trying to save his own ass
And I ain't got time to trust nobody
Stab while where I rest my head, it ain't that type of party
You see I can always say I ain't stupid
But when the feds are at my door I gots to prove it
Search warrants about 15 deep
Swearing up and down that they are going to find some keys
All though my closet
Searching through my kitchen
What cha looking for old man some fucking chicken
Trying to find some drug pearfunalim
Your out of luck law man, what I tell ya
And they be pissed when they don't find nothing
But they be happy as hell when they do find something
But I ain't giving them bastards nothing to gloat about
You did'nt find shit, so get the FUCK OUT!
So hear is a message to the A.T.F.D.A. and F.B.I.
Eat shit and die
From the gutter
(Robin Smith)
This is how we live each day
Growing up the gangster way
This is how we live in the gutter
This is how we live each day
Growing up the gangster way

I dreamt I was a child
Holding a string into the sky
Climbing it till I finally reached the other side
A city of gold
A beautiful noise
A blanket of sound
Covering me
Pulling the sky into the ground
I get carried away
Please, warm the blood inside my veins
I get carried away
Please, warm the blood inside my veins
I stand on the air
Hovering high over the Earth
I stare at the star
As she is waiting to give birth
You are the voice that I can hear
And now I can see
I am a photograph of who I use to be
I get carried away
Please, warm the blood inside my veins
I get carried away

I used to be a beggar
A beggar for your love
'Til you used and abandoned me
This time I had enough
Remember when you showed up at my place
The way you just pushed me to the floor
Remember when you spat in my face
And later came knocking on my door
You left me in the gutter, gutter, gutter
You left me in the gutter, gutter,
You left me in the gutter, gutter, gutter
Left me in the gutter
You've become a beggar
But I'm not gonna let you in
What makes you even think I will
Consider this again?
Remember how you told me you hate
The way that I am, the way I speak
Remember that I'm the one you blame
For everything that makes you weak
You left me in the gutter, gutter, gutter
You left me in the gutter, gutter,
You left me in the gutter, gutter,
You left me in the gutter, gutter, gutter
If you are falling I'm not gonna catch you,
When you come crying I'm not gonna dry your tears,
If you were dying I wouldn't save you
I'll leave you in the gutter, gutter, gutter
I'll leave you in the gutter, gutter,
I'll leave you in the gutter, gutter, gutter
I'll leave you in the gutter, gutter
If you are falling
I'm not gon' catch you
When you come crying
I'm not gon' dry your tears
If you were dying
I wouldn't safe you
I'll leave you in the gutter, gutter, gutter
I'll leave you in the gutter, gutter
I'll leave you in the gutter, gutter, gutter
I'll leave you in the gutter, gutter, gutter
I will leave you in the gutter
I will leave you in the gutter
Like you left me
I will leave you in the gutter
I will leave you in the gutter

Every thing I do i'm just keeping it gutter
Making people shocked so they stutter coz I'm gutter
Have you heard a female spit so gutter?
Oh no coz I'm keeping it gutter x2
Were gutter and that just the the way 'that we keep it'
Everything we do we just keep it so 'Gutter'
My army's eclectic and that's how 'we keep it'
Keep on, pumping strong, going on so 'Gutter' x2
Now I've worked long and hard to get here now can you understand
And can you understand how i'm fully focused man
I've learnt so much and matured so much
And in these last past years been reassured so much
That I'd, come along and be the next best thing
Even though my ride here's been rough and ting
But I, kept at it and held my ground
Coz can't no snakes cum and hold shy down
And snakes I read them all I keep my friends to a minimal
Coz everybody in this game to me is a criminal
It's a must I never put my trust inside another person
Coz if they do me wrong then i'm cursing for certain
I'll end your lights like closed curtains
So cum on now, keep it real, avoid getting hurt and
I know you're thinking that I'm kind of rude
But I don't care, it's my whole gutter attitude
I'm a little older now a little wiser now
So the shit that I spit might surprise u now
I don't take lightly to those who want to spit me
So I say politely F- You if you don't like me
Because it's pretty likely
That you will or you won't, do or you don't
Like the words you heard that I wrote
But I don't give a dam coz my attitudes foul
I'ma do what I do best that's what I do now
And haters tried to say my 'I love you' was a sheg
But the pressed loved it and said it was the hottest bootleg
Yea, I can agree that it boosted my name
But never get it twisted coz I had street fame
I'ma break UK rap like the lining of hymen
And A&R;'s love the timing of my rhyming
Now i'm in such a good position were i'm shining
Until I get to the top i'm still keep it grinding
I'm not here to raise alarms, I'm to raise pulses
So take notice, how I do this, stay focus
I spit and take the piss, I put your status at risk
Cos I'm deadly to this game like a ivy poison kiss
I cause an action, to see your reaction
And put the pressure on you till you throw fits and tantrums
I got certain artist, shook inside of this place
Got em scared like I got heat to there face
Cos I flow kinda gully, I flow kinda muddy
I got through PMS, Prepare, Master and Study
These other emcees just to better myself
Cos it betters my sales, then it betters my wealth
I love the fame and now my name is like a bloodstain
I'm hard to disappear, because I've started to reign
Yeah, soon my name is gona be well known

Let's go back a few years and look on all the lies
That you fed to me and yourself
The standards you held so highly
The book you followed so closely
Was it all nothing to you?
Was it all nothing to you?
Just a phase you were going through
Just a chance to call yourself one of the few?
Your words gave me something more
Something real to me, but it wasn't you
But it wasn't you
Oh God forgive me for turning my back on you
(my back on you)
For letting others influence the belief that I have in you
If I walk away with one thing from all of this
It's to never again put my faith in man
Put my faith in man
Maybe one day you will see the mistake in your decision
The flaws in your revision
I can't believe it was nothing to you
Was it all nothing to you?
Just a phase you were going through
Or just a chance to call yourself one of the few?
Oh God forgive me for turning my back on you
(my back on you)
For letting others influence the belief that I have in you
You'll never give up on me
You never stop letting me know that you're right here beside me
You never give up
You never give up
God, show me the way
God, show me my way