Wedding Gift (2005)

Actors

• Emilio Roso (actor)
• Oscar Torre (actor)
• Shaunt Benjamin (actor)
• Kelly Galindo (actress)
• Chidem Alie (actress)
• Jordann Kimley (actor)
• Zoran Popovic (editor)
• Raffy Ardhaldjian (writer)
• Raffy Ardhaldjian (director)

Genres

• Drama
• Short

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Sour - Limp Bizkit
• Sour - Bracket
• Sour - Skrew
• Sour - Hemlock
• Sour - Rockie Fresh

Mellow out
Bitch
I thought I knew ya
Took the time to throw my lovin' into ya
Screw ya
Cuz now you got me sittin in the sewer
I'm through with all them roller coaster rides
See, I ain't forgot about the knots that you been tieing with my insides
I dropped my pride
Without you I was sure to die
I tried with cash
And all I could, to make it last
Now I accepted that was in the past
I know you love me
Loved me like a piece of trash
But at first you were so sweet
Couldn't go without seein your face for an hour
So sour
It all became a hassle
You were even living in my castle
Just to use me
And verbally abuse me
That's not the way I'm running my shop
It took a while to see the light before I stopped
And you got dropped off
It's over, probably I'll be sweating it
But in the long run you'll be the one regrettin' it
Maybe you won't, maybe you will
But baby, you're still about as real as a three dollar bill
Theres No one to blame but you
Who gets the blame me
Ohh ohh, I sound like a bitch
A little bitch in heat
With all that anger that I'm feelin'
Bitch I think it's heat
Another spit tale
Just another spit tale
Thanks for the lesson
Now get your shit and hit the trail
We know I'm coming from the old school
You damn fool
Intensity is something that I'm made of
And certainly I'm not afraid of
A little smack in the face
Thanks for the taste
Theres No one to blame but you
Who gets the blame me
Its all on me
No one to blame...but you
Who gets the blame....me

Keep me sanitized. Leave me sterilized
Give me all the blame, so I can be ashamed
I don't know how. Just cleanse me now
Leave a sour taste in my mouth
Cut me down to size. Tell me a white lie
I just want to land in the palm of your hand
Crying, fighting, trying to be sweet
Cut me down to size. Tell me a white lie

Crawling the edge of my imagination
Sour hatred heavy on my breath
Rat in my belly gnawing hungry
Hungry for my head
Dusty ghost in my mind
Stroking ego cracked long ago
Cracked and broken now
Broken like the mind of a man feasting on the dirt and pain of a life, of a life lived wrong
Broken like the soul of a priest whose faith is burned by the sight of the famine his church feeds on
Cracked and broken like the hands of a clock but time, time moves on
However sour the lives lived long
There's a hole in my heart
My blood slowly slips away
There's a hole in my soul
My faith slowly slips away
There's a hole in my mind
My sanity slowly slips away
There's a hole in my world
My life slowly slips away
Crippled and sour now
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my heart
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my head
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my soul
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my world
My world collapse around life
Swimming the troubled sea of tears alive
Sour hatred heavy in my heart
Weighing me down, pulling me down
Restful peace awaiting me
Restful peace on the ocean floor
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my heart
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my head
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my soul
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my world
Crippled and sour now

Sour-will you live to see the day
You finally rid the bitter taste
Are you falling like a coward
Do you feel a little bit.. sour
Sour... are you gonna stoop to a coward
Are you gonna leave it sour
Are you feeling a little down
Are you fading in the background
Are you falling like a coward
Do you feel a little bit...sour
Sour...are you gonna stoop to a coward

Man I got so many reasons to never stop believing
And mainly it's because I love this money that I'm seeing
The way I'm living life it feel like everyday the weekend
All these bitches say I'm shallow but my money in the deep end
That's rocky in the building, man somebody better let them know
One neck, 2 chainz, I'm about to let them glow
Niggas got a problem I just wonder what they stressing for
Life is too short to be mad nigga, let it go
Big buzz, bigger dough, probably why she down for
Y'all niggas don't get it like me why the fuck ya'll lying for
I'm on the up and up, young and I don't give a fuck
She wanna be high too that's probably why she grinding low
And your low is getting low, probably cause you're not fly
Your kid gon' see a chicken when he looking into his pop eyes
I got guys and got hoes that hold down my promo
Your flow is a no no, so your fans are some no shows
And we be where that dough go
ACG we in here, got a lot of money, so you know that we gonna spend here
And some jordan nines but all the bitches be some tens here
Working in this bitch and tell him nigga get his...
I'm rolling sour, you niggers rolling chronic
These women run up on me tell me I don't think they want it
And life is getting good, I'm enjoying every moment
We be getting pay like this, man it feels good don't it
I'm getting money, see we get money
We shining in this bizz so it's looking like it's sunny
These hoes run up on me, get a damn thing from me
And we laughing to the bank but it ain't a damn thang funny
Ok, I'm trying to get my spoke on
Kenny where that ounce at
Your cd I scroll on
Next to the... light my mouse pad
And bitches seen I'm balling so they all be trying to bounce that
Fucked a actress last night, but her name I won't announce that
I am crack, I spit that, a real nigga, I've been that
And I don't fuck with fake hoes, you too close, bitch get back
I'm intact and I've been flying what I'm doing they still trying
My whole career is in fast forward, while these niggas is rewinding
I'm reclining, riding around the city with my top back
Jordan threes pressed against the gas with a sox cap rolling
And it's no question the top is where I'm going
Either this red bull gave me wings or all this purple that I'm rolling
Women they see me do my thang and I'm a pimp look how I'm strolling
Now a nigger is getting ace so you would think I played in open
I'm the fliest nigger smoking, put it in the air
Tell that girl to bring a friend cause I got enough to share
I'm rolling sour, you niggers rolling chronic
These women run up on me tell me I don't think they want it
And life is getting good, I'm enjoying every moment
We be getting pay like this, man it feels good don't it
I'm getting money, see we get money
We shining in this bizz so it's looking like it's sunny
These hoes run up on me, get a damn thing from me