Escape from Atlantis (1997)

Actors

• Hugh Bennett (actor)
• Brian Bloom (actor)
• Justin Burnette (actor)
• James L. Conway (actor)
• Barrett Craycroft (actor)
• B. Lee Drew (actor)
• Achilles Gacis (actor)
• Michael Lee Gogin (actor)
• Al Harrington (actor)
• Geoff Heise (actor)
• Cliff Jenkins (actor)
• Brian D. Kline (actor)
• Tae-joon Lee (actor)
• Chaz Mann (actor)
• Tracy Anderson (actor)

Genres

• Adventure
• Comedy
• Fantasy

Taglines:

The greatest adventure is finding your way home.
A lost continent. Mythical creatures. A family's unforgettable adventure.

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Fakin' - Lecrae
• Vaughn - Bodyjar
• Ficken - Illegal 2001
• We Can - Bratz
• Fuckin' - Hot One
• We Can - Gary Chapman
• We Can - Bryan Rice
• We Kno - Gangsta Zack

[Verse 1 (Lecrae):]
I'm riding round and I'm getting' it; they riding round pretendin'
I been had it, I been done, I promise that it's all empty
They say they ridin' Bugatti's, man, put some babies through college
Quit tryna' act like the trap is cool, 'cause we tired hearin' that garbage
Hey, bags of white, pints of lean, I been on dope boys since a teen
But this ain't what we meant to be, and y'all don't make no sense to me
You pump fakin', ain't shootin', ain't killin, ain't doin'
Half them thangs you say you doin', but 116 we stay true an'
Ain't dope dealin', ain't Po pimpin', talkin' 'bout my own folk killin'
We on that Jesus soul healin', so serious, gorillas
Wild ain't we, can't tame us, been changed, can't change us
1:16 – You can't shame us. Live that truth; you can't blame us
[Hook:]
I heard him say he bought the block
(Fakin! )
In his song he say he gansta' but he not
(Fakin! )
Say he makin' money, cashin' big checks
(Fakin! )
While his chain leavin' green on his neck
(Fakin! )
I'm not impressed
So I guess that make you, yes that make you
That make you a faker!
[Verse 2 (Thi'sl):]
He was all juiced up, thought he was Tupac
'Til 'dem boys caught him, hit him with them two shots
Now, he in the station singin' like he T-Pain
The bullets made him lean, now I guess he's 2 Chains
He bought that big-league cannon, wrapped it 'round a 300
Now matter how you put it, boy, that's still a 300
Stop that fakin' and the flatchin' cut it off
Frontin' like your paper longer than the Power Ball
He think he Scarface, guess he ain't seen the movie
Keep on fakin' 'til you face down in a Jacuzzi
With some killas in you room with some real guns
That don't make noise and ain't plastic but they real guns
[Hook]
[Verse 3 (Lecrae):]
Real recognize real; introduce ya' self
Careful with that cannon boy; you might just shoot ya' self
Somebody wake em', tell em' to stop fakin'
Before they end up lyin' in the woods buck naked
These killas fulla' them demons, while you pretendin' you Scarface
You ain't really no ghetto boy, why you fakin' that hard face?
That just made him furious; somebody call Fishburne
Tell these boys in the hood 40 cal hits burn
And hell burns hotter, I turn to the Father
I prayin', "Lord forgive em' 'cause they lyin' like Mufasa
They got these eight' graders with they eyes on a choppa
I pray the Lord save 'em 'fo He drop 'em and make 'em stop it

You seemed so cool
I thought you liked me
I got your number off a friend
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?????
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You suck
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Get off your pedestool
Try and understand it
I'll gladly leave you alone
You suck
My anger settled
And then I realised
Realised the cold hard truth
That you don't really like anybody
You just want us to like you

Ficken, dieses Wort ist wie ne Schlagzeile in der Bildzeitung,
ich such mir ganz bewußt keine verbale Umleitung,
ich habe nicht die Absicht, die Moral zu verderben,
ich öffne nur die Ohren mit ordinären Verben.
Ich könnt natürlich auch über wahre Liebe singen,
Euch wie Modern Talking in Stimmung bringen,
mit Muttertagsgedichten in den siebten Himmel schicken,
doch das ist mir zu wenig, darum singe ich vom Ficken.
Ich sage es ganz ehrlich, ich will Euch provoziern,
darum werde ich meine Worte nicht mit Blumen tapeziern,
ich mach Euch alle zu Empfängern, Ihr könnt Euch gar nicht wehr'n,
denn weil ich hier vom Ficken sing, müßt Ihr zuhör'n.
Ficken, hier geht es alles nur um's Ficken,
hier geht es alles nur um's Ficken, hier geht es alles nur um's FICKEN
Zugegeben, diese Methode ist nicht fair,
denn in Wirklichkeit geht's gar nicht um Geschlechtsverkehr,
ich will nur wachmachen, krachmachen und demonstrieren,
daß es Dinge gibt, die sogar Euch noch schockieren.
Von Reizen überflutet machen unsere Sinne dicht,
bei den Themen vom Tage und beim Wetterbericht,
zuviel negatives Input, das ist nicht auszuhalten,
unser Selbsterhaltungstrieb zwingt uns abzuschalten.
Kaum ne Katastrophe, die persönlich noch erschüttert,
außer man ist selbst betroffen, dann ist man verbittert,
sogar die NPD wird in Deutschland akzeptiert,
nur wenn man über's Ficken singt, dann wird es zensiert.
Ficken, hier geht es alles nur um's Ficken,
hier geht es alles nur um's Ficken, hier geht es alles nur um's FICKEN
Wenn im Kosovo nach Wochen noch die Bomben explodieren,
sich hierzulande dafür nur noch Minderheiten interessieren,
geht man zur Tagesordnung über, macht ne Werbesendung an,
weil man ja sowieso nichts ändern kann.
Wichtig ist doch nur, wie das Wetter morgen wird,
wer interessiert sich schon dafür, wer woanders alles stirbt,
das einzige, was Euch auf die Plame bringt,
das ist doch nur, wenn einer was vom Ficken singt.
Ich frage mich, womit kann man die Menschen noch bewegen,
mal richtig zuzuhörn, und mal zu überlegen,
selbst wenn tausend Bomben hier auf dieser Erde ticken,
ist das scheinbar nicht so schlimm wie das Wörtchen ficken.
Ficken, hier geht es alles nur um's Ficken,
hier geht es alles nur um's Ficken, hier geht es alles nur um's FICKEN

We're gonna make it happen that's what I'm saying
(C'mon now)
There's nothing impossible
(Got a job, get it done that's what we're all about)
No more what the problem we'll find a way
(C'mon now)
Because we're unstoppable
(Aha, we know we got it goin' on now)
We stick together, yeah
We gonna win every time we try, we gonna get it right 'cuz
We can, we can, we can
Yeah, we can do anything
We can, we can, we can
Yeah, we can
We can, we can, we can
Get everything happening
We can, we can, we can
Yeah, we can
(We can)
We can
We know together we can do anything
(C'mon now)
We've got it under control
(Work it out, get it right, nothing's stopping us)
Whatever situation is happening
(C'mon now)
We're always good to go
(Aha, we know we gonna work it out now)
We stick together, yeah
We gonna win every time we try, we gonna get it right 'cuz
We can, we can, we can
Yeah, we can do anything
We can, we can, we can
(Everybody say)
We can, we can, we can
Get everything happening
We can, we can, we can
Yeah, we can
We stick together, yeah
We gonna win every time we try, we gonna get it right 'cuz
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
La la
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Oh, oh yeah
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
La la
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
We can do anything
We can, we can, we can
Yeah, we can do anything
We can, we can, we can
(Everybody say)
We can, we can, we can
Get everything happening
We can, we can, we can

I went to Hell in a rusted-out Beetle
You went to heaven through the eye of a needle
I wanna talk about the Skull and Bones
under Capitol Hill
but its best left alone
I wanna talk about the lust that lies within you
And while youre quelling it the killing will continue
handsome sailor in your country home, happy boys!
Come and sing my song!
FUCKIN
SUCKIN
YOURE STRAIGHT OUTTA LUCK IF YOU DONT GOT SOMETHING
COLD COFFEE AND TEXAS TEA
ASHES TO ASHES NO ONE DIES FOR FREE
In full regailia, man he wore it well
rough trade but he loved to be held
you drop kicked him and he went to the press
then he washed up in the Keys with a hole in his chest
check it out
how many contribution bible-belters given?
what would they say about the secret life youre living?
its only natural , right and good
yet you sweat!
thats what u get for
FUCKIN
SUCKIN
YOURE STRAIGHT OUTTA LUCK IF YOU DONT GOT SOMETHING
COLD COFFEE AND TEXAS TEA
ASHES TO ASHES NO ONE DIES FOR FREE
Youre All-American
Youre apple pie
say SEMPER FI
Christian children, come and live the lie
FUCKIN
SUCKIN
YOURE STRAIGHT OUTTA LUCK IF YOU AINT GOT SOMETHING
COLD COFFEE AND TEXAS TEA

Out on the town
Me and my friend
We make the rounds
Then we make them again
The radio's on
It's blaring our song
Man, we sound bad
When we sing along
CHORUS:
We can laugh
We can drive
We can't sing
But we can try
We can wait
We can see
We can love
We can be
The night is warm
The top is down
We hold our heads
Like we own this town
Maybe we do
Or maybe we will
What if we don't
Who's it gonna kill
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Yeah, we can
What I grow old
If I ever do
I need to know
There's still me and you
If I forget
What we know now
Won't you come by
And remind me how
We can laugh
We can drive
We can't sing
But we can try
We can wait
We can see
We can still love
We can be
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Yeah, we can
Baby, we still can
Oh, yeah
We can, we still can
We can, yes we can
We can, we still can
We can, yes we can
We can love
We can laugh
We can't sing
We don't care
Yeah, we can
Yeah, we can
We still can
Baby, you know we can
We can, we still can
We can still love
We can still be

You take a sip and say you're trying hard to tell me
Then there's something 'bout a right to know
Pretty eyes, pretty smile, never looked so damn low
I say 'I love you', now you're cryin' much harder
Then you drop the bomb on me
A split second of doubt, then I kiss you baby
You don't expect nothin' of me
You've thought about it and you've made your plans
Now maybe we're not this
And maybe we're not that
But if two are in love, if they're strong, as we are
Then maybe we can...
I don't want to go. I don't want to leave
Whatever is a part of you must be a part of me
I don't want to choose. I'm already free
If any woman, any man, can get through it, then we can.
Now I ain't sayin' that it's gonna be easy
I ain't sayin' that its all downhill
But with the struggle's gonna come its own fair share of thrills
Why you pushin' me away like you are
Did they tell you that I'd run for sure
We'll I'm here, do you see me makin' for the back door?
Chorus
You won't demand nothin' of me
I'd give you everything that I have
Maybe it is tough, and maybe it is hard
But if two are in love, if they're strong as we are,
Then maybe we can...

[Chorus]
We kno how it feels to win
We kno how it feels to lose
We hard thugs
Man we roll wit tha realest crew
[Verse1]
We use to bump they shit
But now your more realer son
They should change your name
To lil renz the killer son]gz
But you aint like us
Ya gangsta zack he that drug dealer son
We tha bk boyz wit our finger on the trigger son
We pop nigga's like you in tha face
Wit our gun renz
[Verse2]
Yeah we gonna make it rain we gonna make it flood
Just let lil renz kill another blood
We gonna make it rain we gonna make it drip
We gonna kill a slob cuz we claim crip
We gonna make it rain we gonna make it thunda
We gonna bury a fuckin slob six feet unda
When we die show no pity
Bring our soul to gangsta city]gz
[Chorus1]
We kno how it feels to win
We kno how it feels to lose
We hard core thugs
Man we roll wit tha realest crew renz
[Chorus2]
Yeah they kno how it feels to win
They kno how it feels to lose
Killer renz and gangsta zack raise tha realest crew
They do what killerz do
They just aint talkin
They will but a hole in you tiqua
[Verse3]
6 popin 5 dropin
6 flyin 5 dyin
We can't stop we wont stop
We bk all day everyday till our blu casket drops
We throw da c'z up and tha b'z down
Fuck all slobz kill em wit our knife
Bk all day everyday
We crip for life gz
[Chorus]
We kno how it feels to win
We kno how it feels to lose
We hard core thugs
Just livin our thug life thru
Man we roll wit tha realest crew renz
[Verse4]
Now they steppin in this game
They all talkin about fame
Their girls think it's all bout their money
They aint here to be playin any bitches game this isn't funny
They say they tha greatest pimps in this hall of fame
They make you look like shame tiqua
[Chorus1]
We kno how it feels to win
We kno how it feels to lose
We hard core thugsa
Man we roll wit tha realest crew renz
[Chorus2]
Yeah they kno how it feels to win
They kno how it feels to lose
Killer renz and gangsta zack raise tha realest crew
They do what killerz do
They just aint talkin