Jake Williams (born 1974) is a British dance DJ and remixer, who has recorded as JX and Rex the Dog. JX found success in 1993 following a recording contract with Hooj Choons, a United Kingdom dance independent record label.
JX was a successful project, selling in excess of 500,000 copies of popular and anthemic dance tracks.[citation needed]Chart entry tracks included "Son Of A Gun" (1994), which gave him his first Top 20 entry at number 13 in the UK Singles Chart, "There's Nothing I Won't Do" (1996), which was his biggest hit, reaching number 4 on the UK Singles Chart, "You Belong To Me" (1995) (number 17) and most recently "Restless", which charted at number 22 in 2004. In 2011 Rex teamed up with Kris Menace to release "POW!".
Plot
Released after serving an 18 year sentence for a string of compounded criminal charges, country music idol Jake Williams is entering a world he has never known with one objective; finding his legendary Gibson Black Dove guitar. Along the way, Jake flirts with disaster as he falls back into his old hard-living ways until the daughter he has never known reluctantly enters his life. Her presence serves as a catalyst of change as they each learn forgiveness while Jake pursues the Black Dove and ultimately, his dream of playing music again. Jake's life becomes a taxing but rewarding journey as his dreams are gradually realized, not as he intended, but through his daughter's love and the redemptive power of the elusive Black Dove guitar.
Keywords: animal-in-title, bird-in-title, color-in-title, father-daughter-relationship, guitar, release-from-jail
Plot
"Celebrities Anonymous" is a web series that focuses on regular LA girls dealing with the aggravation that accompanies having a famous celebrity ex. These girls aren't quite over their relationships, for one reason or another and, no matter where they are in their lives, the exes never seem to go away. More so than any regular breakup where one can get away almost entirely without seeing or hearing about an ex, these women have to cope with their demons being plastered all over the media in the tabloids, on entertainment TV shows, and the Internet. Celebrities Anonymous (CA) refers to the support group meetings they have where they vent to each other about their lives and the men who continuously haunt them. These girls help each other not buy the tabloids or look at their exes online. Dating in LA can be a bitch but it's a whole new playing field when you shack up with a celeb. Get ready for the tabloids to track your every move.
Keywords: celebrity-gossip, ex-boyfriend, support-group
A web series about getting dumped by a celebrity and living to tell the tale...one nervous breakdown at a time.
FOUNDED UPON THE SCIENTIFIC DISCOVERY THAT THE SUSTITUTION OF MONKEY GLANDS PROLONGS HUMAN LIFE! (original poster-all caps)
SEE THIS SERIAL AND LEARN TO LIVE FOREVER! (original poster-all caps)
THIS MAN HOLDS THE SECRET OF ETERNAL YOUTH! (original poster-all caps)
(I know you ain't there
That's why I just want to let you know something bro
You all know I love you
You all know you're my homies
And eh... Alright we'll talk later - peace!)
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call a (Muthafucka) ?
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And then felt worse than you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
Who loaned you money, homie?
Who owes you cash? (Who?)
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (Who?)
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?
Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries
And you got this boss who thinks he's the Don Mega
Because he the head manager (Chief Chili Fry Maker)
All you can vision is ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho
I'd of been plucked his fucking eye ball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, i'll rip your peircings off
And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft
When you snuck the car out who did you get? (Who?)
And when you got caught, who you blame the shit? (Who?)
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (Who?)
Homies, i'm talking about like you and yours
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us you better step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's down to the very end
Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family
And when we conquer the world
We mackin' on the galaxy
'cause sky's the limit and we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call
We world wide, were homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's "Beat It jacket"
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and gray like grandpas (Psychopathic)
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
(I know you ain't there
That's why I just want to let you know something bro
You all know I love you
You all know you're my homies
And eh... Alright we'll talk later - peace!)
[Violent J]
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call a (Muthafucka) ?
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And then felt worse than you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Who loaned you money, homie?
Who owes you cash? (Who?)
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (Who?)
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
[Violent J]
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?
Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries
And you got this boss who thinks he's the Don Mega
Because he the head manager (Chief Chili Fry Maker)
All you can vision is ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho
I'd of been plucked his fucking eye ball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, i'll rip your peircings off
And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
When you snuck the car out who did you get? (Who?)
And when you got caught, who you blame the shit? (Who?)
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (Who?)
Homies, i'm talking about like you and yours
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
[Violent J, Anybody Killers, and Juggalos]
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
[Jamie Madrox]
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us you better step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's down to the very end
Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family
And when we conquer the world
We mackin' on the galaxy
'cause sky's the limit and we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it
[Monoxide Child]
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call
We world wide, were homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's "Beat It jacket"
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and gray like grandpas (Psychopathic)
[Chorus - Repeat somewhat]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Swingin' hatches on the daily with my crew actin' crazy
(feat. Twiztid)
(I know you ain't there
That's why I just want to let you know something bro
You all know I love you
You all know you're my homies
And eh... Alright we'll talk later - peace!)
[Violent J]
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call a (Muthafucka) ?
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And then felt worse than you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Who loaned you money, homie?
Who owes you cash? (Who?)
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (Who?)
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
[Violent J]
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?
Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries
And you got this boss who thinks he's the Don Mega
Because he the head manager (Chief Chili Fry Maker)
All you can vision is ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho
I'd of been plucked his fucking eye ball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, i'll rip your peircings off
And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
When you snuck the car out who did you get? (Who?)
And when you got caught, who you blame the shit? (Who?)
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (Who?)
Homies, i'm talking about like you and yours
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
[Violent J, Anybody Killers, and Juggalos]
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
[Jamie Madrox]
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us you better step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's down to the very end
Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family
And when we conquer the world
We mackin' on the galaxy
'cause sky's the limit and we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it
[Monoxide Child]
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call
We world wide, were homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's "Beat It" jacket (he-hee)
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and gray like grandpas (Psychopathic)
[Chorus - Repeat somewhat]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!