Bumba atomika (2008)

Actors

• Gaetano Baiardi (actor)
• Elvio Baleani (actor)
• Thomas Bessega (actor)
• Rudi Borsella (actor)
• Rudi Borsella (actor)
• Emanuele Buresta (actor)
• Franz Carpiteti (actor)
• Lorenzo Chinellato (actor)
• Rodolfo Cingolani (actor)
• Federico Flamini (actor)
• Federico Flamini (actor)
• Giuseppe Flamini (actor)
• Luiigi Gramaccini (actor)
• Stefano Latini (actor)
• Vincenzo Aschettino (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Crime
• Horror

Cheer Filmography

• Anal Teen Tryouts 7
  2005, role: actress

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Cheers - TV Theme Songs
• Cheers - Razor
• Cheers - U.S. Bombs
• Cheers - Obie Trice
• Cheers - Bigwig
• Cheers - Ballyhoo!
• Cheers - Big Wig
• Cheers - Pharrell Williams
• Cheers - Josh Martinez
• Cheers - Your Favorite Hero
• Cheers - Shonlock
• Cheers - Theme
• Cheers - Charlie Parker
• Cheers - Smash Cast
• Cheers - Welbilt

Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got.
Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows
Your name.
You wanna go where people know,
people are all the same,
You wanna go where everybody knows
your name.

Hey, I'm on a high roll I like to party hard
Don't dig no flakes in flashy clothes
Who think they're fucking stars
I've got myself to live my life
It's all I really need
I've worked this hard for what I am
If you don't like it you can leave
Cheers: you only live one life
Cheers: if you're gonna party, do it right
Cheers: nobody's gonna change my mind
You think it's rude, this attitude
You must be fucking blind
'They'll never last", well here we are
We'll thump right to the end
Some have stayed and some believe
This drink's for you my friend
But most of them, they cut us down
And sat we've got no class
We might be wrong, we might be right
So blow and kiss my ass!

Cheers! Cheers!
Cheers to you, cheers to me
Cheers to everything I see
Cheers to us and cheers to them
Here's to the greatest ambiance
Thanx for coming to the punk rock show
If ya don't get out, her life is bull
This is our seen away from the masses
Workin' class with a broken past
We had a good time
Good time tonight
Back in the van
Get in the van

A lotta' mathafuckas man...
Who Green, Shine Stringer, Keith Stringer Lawan, U Serv, Little Randy
That's what I'm doing this for...
Yeah... we aint here to mourn, we here to celebrate.
So this one is for all my dogs who didn't
make it in the struggle man I's remember
when I was on the Ave. clutching them dimes
Gut touching my spine, busting my
rhymes Feeling like im living in them lost times,
No sight of the future
Damn right, I would shoot ya, palm tight on a rooster
Old in the face cause this hold on my case
Got my growth at a fast pace Old folks like "O?
Oh he's a bad case,
He won't last; his track record will do the math
Crack Solicitation on the avenue is not new to you
Listeners but this is true
listen up I got a spew at it and keep it all truth
or else i might as well give this up
Feel me now, from rocks to pow pows,
glocks to pow-duh I dun did it all so i clutch my balls
And notice they still here, so Obie is still here
So Kobe, here's to
you and daddy's new career
So grab ya cups of Beer!
put em up lets Cheer!
Here's a toast to all my soldiers who aint here
This is it my nigga this what we boast about
Get your bottle homie po' some out
Now grab ya cups of Gin! put em up lets Win!
Here's a toast to never looking back again
This is it my nigga this what we boast about
Get your bottle homie po' some out
Now i understand every man got a story to tell
Buy fuck it i got a story as well
Growing up it was niggaz either buried or jailed
Popped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the cops for the llelo
Locked in a cell, who's to blame?
When I was raised in this hood when my crew was slain
Only a few remains. you talk about struggle
With your bubble gum life style,
nigga fuck you I'm here today for fam that passed away
Bodies' deep six nigga flesh decayed
Real cats, who had techs to spray
Babies to raise, missed them cradles n went straight
To the grave, that hood life is in me
So I, sip that remi while my pockets scream gimmie
Let me get air, im guaranteeing ya'll feeling me
Straight from the block to the industry
So grab ya cups of Beer! put em up lets Cheer!
Here's a toast to all my soldiers who aint here
This is it my nigga this what we boast about
Get your bottle homie po' some out Now grab ya cups of Gin! put em up lets Win!
Here's a toast to never looking back again
This is it my nigga this what we boast about
Get your bottle homie po' some out
Yeah! All my homies thats deceased, rest in peace
My nigga Champsky, lil Green Pink Funk you'll be home in a minute nigga
We get it popping' I got a chance to speak to the word nigga

Making your way in the world today
Takes everything you've got;
Taking a break from all your troubles
Sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to go where you can go
People are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name.
You want to go where you can go
People are all the same;

Haven't you heard that the circus is in town?
All the absurd and the misfits
And the fucked up drunken clowns
You know our story
How we traveled through thick and the thin
The first to let us in
Made great friends along the way
There is no sleep till it's over
Made great friends along the way
Maybe next time, we'll be sober
From the east to the west
We can stop and get some rest
And when we head south
We've got food to feed our mouths
From the beaches of Cali to the roots of Aberdeen
The mountains and valleys
And cities in between
So here's to the ones that let us drink their beer
Sleep on their couch and use all their hot water

Bad kid, messin' with smart kid
What do you got? Looks like trouble
Easy on the oneside
The other's a wise ride
Seems to be confusion
Walk to the right
Walk to the left
Walkin' down midstreet, illusion
Slow down, the heat's on
Got to see delusion
Slow down, you talk too fast
Shut your mouth
What has to be done?
No confusion
No illusion
Changing fusion
It's called Soulution
Street light, bad sight
What do you got? Trouble
Waitin' on a inside, get you on the outside
Seems to be confusion
Step to the right
Step to the left
Walkin' down midstreet, illusion
Slow down, the heat's on
Got to see delusion
No confusion
No illusion
Changing fusion
It's called soulution

[Intro: Maybe {original} bridge plays fast; "Hold it now" scratches]
Hold it now
Ya'll hear that?
H-H-H-Hold it now
H-H-H-Hold it now
H-H-H-Hold it now
[Beat changes to Maybe {Remix}]
[Pharrell talking]
This is for all of the consors of fine rhyme you know?
I dug deep in the cellars of my mind for this
I love y'all niggaz
I just wanna air some things out
Dear Hip-Hip, ya know?
Dear Hip-Hop
Dear Hip-Hop:
[Verse 1]
I got a cult following, N*E*R*D is far from Pop G
No radio, light spins since the video drop see
I'm the turbion of this shit, like Mozart and Bach B
I'm-ma show you niggaz what time it is, niggaz watch me
My falsetto been hot, like the Sopranos five seasons
Alto beats +Grindin+ soundin like +Frontin'+, Niggaz is reachin'
I pimped across that stage nigga tipsy off that reason
Snatch that Grammy, when I joke I call it G-Thing
Ask Robin Leach. How many V-somthins up in my fortress
Like Russle Crowe in +Gladiator+, so many fucking horses
Porsches,? thats white, I call it Ghost
Phantom named Nightmare, night scares people the most
I introduce BAPE to the world, 400 nigga out fast
Favorite group White Stripe, R. Kelly, Kanye and Outcast
A R&B; producer, I was sittin on the shelf
A Ralph Laurenic nerd then Noreaga gave me help
But my samples wouldn't clear, and I couldn't rock a wig
And they didn't have pimp cups, and dancin wasn't my gig
But shoulder brushin, blazers and trucker hats I did
And the only niggaz I ain't work with was Tupac and Big
Ha ha
[Chorus]
You and me
BAPE, Ice Cream and BBC (Yup)
Just because we skate down the road (Niggaz)
Don't mean we can't slam Phantom Doors (Bitches)
You and me
BAPE, Ice Cream and BBC
Just because we skate down the road (love y'all man)
Don't mean we can't slam Phantom Doors (You have no idea)
[Verse 2]
Now er'body keep asking me about Kelis
She's dope with or without me til I die thats what I speak
I never run to the tabloids and run around here grinnin'
I'm a peaceful, Rolls Royce drivin' black John Lennon
psychedelic beats, medals on my Solder jacket
Fuckin the baddest bitches in fashion, niggaz could you imagine?
Ma, why you even breathin? Why you even talkin'?
Put my Big Bang in your Black Hole, I'm Stephen Hawkins
If the mind is full of water, can you believe I'm walkin'
On your thoughts trust me niggaz what I've achieved is awesome
Mind readers you think you know me, proceed with caution
Ohup! Eternal sunshine of a spotless mind you lost him
I cried when my grandma died, Bob says Josh says
If Josh short for Jesus, then I'll sing what Bob says
Oh small diamonds are blahsay blahsay
Remember 20 carot soilitares can not be paveyed
And while my heart has lots of scars hidden
My beats is star ridden, givin trucks and jeeps and cars rythem
Accompanied by 40 bars spittin, not from the prospective of Nasism
But as N*E*R*D goes as I start peni-trating minds unlikely fitting
Ghetto girls and thugs liking the album guitar driven, Yup!
Ghetto girls to girls from the valley
To niggaz that skate to niggaz that pump crack in they alleys
I'm the Black Card, Timothy Leary, John Lennon lookin for my Yoko
Hopin my wife hears me
And maybe she'll have more +Interscope+ and not be a +Virgin+
Who bought my album, and who will prefer the regular version that goes
[Maybe {original} chours plays fast]
See, maybe [Haha]
There was something wrong [Hooo!]
And you were telling me no wrong [What up Black radio? Daddy loves you]
See, maybe [Ahhhhohhhhhhhhhh!]
The laugh's on me [Yeahhhh]
And life was telling me a joke (joke, joke joke)
[Maybe {Remix} scratchs back in]
Owwww!
[Chorus]
You and me
BAPE, Ice Cream and BBC
Just because we skate down the road (Mean what?)
Don't mean we can't slam Phantom Doors (Nigga nigga)
You and me
BAPE, Ice Cream and BBC
Just because we skate down the road
Don't mean we can't slam Phantom Doors (nigga nigga)
[Pharrell talking]
Love
P.S. daddy loves you

Verse 1
I woke up today feeling everything was strange
next day same thing no better no change
The cranes don’t move the concrete ain’t poured
Sitting watching ants drown and I ain’t bored
Waiting for the paint to dry waiting for the faint
to cry out loud/ I ain’t ready to die right now
what if death was our birth and we rewinded in time
so every day we got younger and our hunger grew
hundredfold
our minds blew thunder underneath the summit climb,
when its undermind the sun’ll shine but none of its
mine.
I’ll be damn if the dipstick dips below the lip lock
hold your forked tongue viper spit back with shit talk
i keep pace but can’t walk, i hardly talked my feet
raced.
to catch up and lock eyes, sudden stops she acts
surprised.
Christ, we couldn’t even speak we’d reached that point
in every night when,
it comes time to climb into the bed alone and let the
night descend
I’ve been an optimist, communist, a populist
I’ve lived anonymous autonomous I’ve seen the walls
fall
I’ve seen the fallen rise and start walking
I’ve seen the calling chosen and sat staring back
frozen
Chorus
Watching you, watching me
I’m loving you, your mocking me
I’m talking to myself and can’t see
What’s stopping you from dropping me.
Verse 2
You can judge a man by the size of his glasses
You can change the outcome just take a few classes
Ask a question if you don’t know the answer to the
Age old riddle “what does it all mean”
I don’t kiss and tell or scratch or sniff
I can tell the difference between fact and myth
Been trying to write hooks, sing songs, write books
playing ping pong on my porch to slightly odd looks
I get a lot of t-shirts, I just don’t wear,
I got debts I can’t pay but I just don’t care.
I got some shit to deal with feeling like I gotta heal,
I used to steal kisses now I give em back.
At front of the line at the back of the class,
raising my hand and my half empty glass.
it’s a slippery slope trying to cope of course
with the strange strain of fame in a vein feels forced
Maybe I’m wasting my time but I made up my mind,
I wanna do rhyming maybe leave school behind and
can’t complain, been a motto of mine for some time
can’t ever sit still when outside the sun shine
been on my grind been going out my mind
turn up everything til you feel it in your spine
Design by a live band to get crowds moving
the rebirth of dancing lets start the movement
Bridge:
Yelling cheers. Summer. Cheers Birthdays.
Cheers Midriff Beers So Thirsty
Cheers Laughter Cheers Good Times
Cheers to the ciphers when you got your good rhymes
Cheers Homies Cheers Ladies
Let’s hear it for the spirit that’ll make some babies
Cheers the Boogie Cheers to Humping…

Today I built myself a life
Using nothing but hammers and nails
I tried to figure myself out
But I obviously failed
Yeah, I plucked out all my ribs
And I tried to start from scratch
But my heart ended up inside of my stomach
And my eyes were watching my back
Look at me, I'm a nervous wreck
It must have been about a week since I have slept
Only thing I have to show for it
Is a bunch of empty bottles in this drunken mess
Today I watched the sunrise
To see what the fuss was about
I thought it was overrated
All I could see was clouds
Yeah, I'll be the first one to admit I'm a miserable excuse for a man
Just when you thought it couldn't get worse
I assure you that it can
And it will
Look at me, I'm a nervous wreck
It must have been about a week since I have slept
Only thing I have to show for it
Is a bunch of empty bottles in this drunken mess
So, they say the grass is greener on the other side
But I don't think I'll make it on the other side
(ahhahh) I think that I'll just drink a lot and stay right here
(ahhahh) I think that I'll just drink a lot and stay right here
(ahhahh) I think that I'll just drink a lot and stay right here
(ahhahh) I think that I'll just drink a lot and stay, right here
Look at me, I'm a nervous wreck
It must have been about a week since I have slept
Only thing I have to show for it
Is a bunch of empty bottles in this drunken mess
Look at me, I'm a nervous wreck
It must have been about a week since I have slept
Only thing I have to show for it
Is a bunch of empty bottles in this drunken mess
Look at me, I'm a nervous wreck
It must have been about a week since I have slept
Only thing I have to show for it
Is a bunch of empty bottles in this drunken mess