The Dark Knight Rises (2012)

Actors

• Joseph M. Abbott (actor)
• Alon Aboutboul (actor)
• Isiah Adams (actor)
• Donnie Adkins (actor)
• Tony Alameda (actor)
• Chris Albright (actor)
• Brandon Allentoff (actor)
• Tony Amen (actor)
• Sam Andé (actor)
• Tomas Arana (actor)
• Robert Arensen (actor)
• Randy Arvizu (actor)
• James Avise (actor)
• Grant Babbitt (actor)
• Marc Abbink (actor)

Genres

• Action
• Crime
• Thriller

Taglines:

The Legend Ends
A Fire Will Rise
Rise

Quotes:

[Bruce, wearing a ski mask, visits Gordon's hospital room]::Jim Gordon: [lying in a hospital bed] We were in this together, and then you were gone.::Bruce Wayne: The Batman wasn't needed anymore. We won.::Jim Gordon: Based on a lie. Now this evil... rises from where we tried to bury it. The Batman has to come back.::Bruce Wayne: What if he doesn't exist any more?::Jim Gordon: He must... he must...

[Bane wrecks the CIA plane and grabs Dr Pavel]::Bane: Calm down, Doctor! Now's not the time for fear. That comes later.

[from trailer]::Alfred: You are as precious to me as you were to your own mother and father. I swore to them that I would protect you, and I haven't.

[In the pit]::Crowd: [chanting] Deshi basara! Deshi basara!::Bruce Wayne: What does that mean?::Prisoner: Rise.

Selina Kyle: I don't know what you're planning to do with Mr. Wayne's prints, but I'm guessing you'll need his thumb. You don't count so good, huh?

CIA Agent: [to three prisoners] The flight plan I just filed with the agency lists me, my men, Dr. Pavel here but only one of you! First one to talk gets to stay on my aircraft!::[grabs a hood]::CIA Agent: Who paid you to grab Dr. Pavel?::[No answer, the agent fires his gun away from the prisoner's head]::CIA Agent: He didn't fly so good!::[pulls the hood back into the plane]::CIA Agent: Who wants to try next?::[grabs another prisoner]::CIA Agent: Tell me about Bane! Why does he wear the mask? A lot of loyalty, for a hired gun!::Bane: Or perhaps he's wondering why someone would shoot a man, before throwing him out of a plane?::CIA Agent: At least you can talk. Who are you?::Bane: It doesn't matter who we are, what matters is our plan.::[the Agent removes the hood]::Bane: No one cared who I was until I put on the mask.::CIA Agent: If I pull that off, would you die?::Bane: It would be extremely painful.::CIA Agent: You're a big guy!::Bane: For you.::CIA Agent: Was getting caught part of your plan?::Bane: Of course... Dr. Pavel refused our offer in favor of yours, we had to find out what he told you.::Dr. Pavel: Nothing! I said nothing!::CIA Agent: Well, congratulations! You got yourself caught! Now what's the next step in your master plan?::Bane: Crashing this plane... with no survivors!

[first lines]::Jim Gordon: I knew Harvey Dent. I was his friend. And it will be a very long time before someone... inspires us the way he did. I believed in Harvey Dent.

Selina Kyle: There's a storm coming, Mr. Wayne. You and your friends better batten down the hatches, because when it hits, you're all gonna wonder how you ever thought you could live so large and leave so little for the rest of us.::Bruce Wayne: You sound like you're looking forward to it.::Selina Kyle: I'm adaptable.

Catwoman: My mother warned me about getting into cars with strange men.::Batman: This isn't a car.

Catwoman: I blow that tunnel open, I'm gone.::Batman: There's more to you than that.::Catwoman: Sorry I keep letting you down.::[pause]::Catwoman: Come with me. Save yourself. You don't owe these people any more. You've given them everything.::Batman: Not everything. Not yet.

Stew Sucks (2011)

Actors

• Ryan Adlaf (actor)
• Jon Erik (actor)
• Tamas Harangi (actor)
• Dylan Kohler (actor)
• Dylan Kohler (actor)
• Sachin Mehta (actor)
• Gianpaolo Santarelli (actor)
• John Scillieri (actor)
• Kelly Swain (actor)
• Tina Mayer (actress)
• Darby O'Neill (actress)
• Dylan Kohler (producer)
• Dylan Kohler (writer)
• Gentry Densley (composer)
• Armando Koghan (director)

Genres

• Action
• Comedy
• Short

Decoy (2006)

Actors

• Gianluca Bin (actor)
• Clay Cahoon (actor)
• Todd Cahoon (actor)
• Patrick Lacho (actor)
• Gianluca Bin (producer)
• Justin Shenkarow (producer)
• Justin Shenkarow (producer)
• Ben Tolpin (producer)
• Tony Peraino (writer)
• Michael Bizar (composer)
• Justin Shenkarow (director)
• Ben Tolpin (director)
• Matthew D. Shaffer (editor)

Genres

• Crime
• Short

Taglines:

Sometimes revelation comes too late...Decoy.

The Slasher (2000)

Actors

• Eric Anderson (actor)
• Shahan Chelebi (actor)
• D. Daniels (actor)
• Sammy Derzie (actor)
• Jim Haggerty (actor)
• Danny Michaelson (actor)
• Jae Mosc (actor)
• Norman Pasternak (actor)
• Victor Peluso (actor)
• Allen Rockefeller (actor)
• Jack Smith (actor)
• Alexandra Babaian (actress)
• Charlotte Bair (actress)
• Maria Bolaris (actress)
• Alicia Brown (actress)

Genres

• Horror
• Horror

Taglines:

You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him... but he can find YOU!
You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him...but he can find YOU!
You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him...but he can find YOU!

The Slasher (2000)

Actors

• Eric Anderson (actor)
• Shahan Chelebi (actor)
• D. Daniels (actor)
• Sammy Derzie (actor)
• Jim Haggerty (actor)
• Danny Michaelson (actor)
• Jae Mosc (actor)
• Norman Pasternak (actor)
• Victor Peluso (actor)
• Allen Rockefeller (actor)
• Jack Smith (actor)
• Alexandra Babaian (actress)
• Charlotte Bair (actress)
• Maria Bolaris (actress)
• Alicia Brown (actress)

Genres

• Horror
• Horror

Taglines:

You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him... but he can find YOU!
You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him...but he can find YOU!
You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him...but he can find YOU!

The Slasher (2000)

Actors

• Eric Anderson (actor)
• Shahan Chelebi (actor)
• D. Daniels (actor)
• Sammy Derzie (actor)
• Jim Haggerty (actor)
• Danny Michaelson (actor)
• Jae Mosc (actor)
• Norman Pasternak (actor)
• Victor Peluso (actor)
• Allen Rockefeller (actor)
• Jack Smith (actor)
• Alexandra Babaian (actress)
• Charlotte Bair (actress)
• Maria Bolaris (actress)
• Alicia Brown (actress)

Genres

• Horror
• Horror

Taglines:

You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him... but he can find YOU!
You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him...but he can find YOU!
You can't see him, you can't hear him, you can't find him...but he can find YOU!

Knightriders (1981)

Actors

• John Amplas (actor)
• James A. Baffico (actor)
• William Bardwell (actor)
• Don Berry (actor)
• Greg Besnak (actor)
• Brother Blue (actor)
• Sal Carollo (actor)
• Ronald Carrier (actor)
• Mark Carson (actor)
• Anthony Dileo Jr. (actor)
• Patrick Dunster (actor)
• David Early (actor)
• Martin Ferrero (actor)
• Ken Foree (actor)
• Albert Amerson (actor)

Genres

• Action
• Adventure
• Drama

Taglines:

The Games...The Romance...The Spirit...Camelot is a state of mind.

Quotes:

Bontempi: So, what's your name?::Marhalt: Marhalt.::Bontempi: I mean your "real" name.::Marhalt: [matter-of-factly] Marhalt.

Billy: I had another dream.::Merlin: That right?::Billy: Black bird again. Same black bird::Merlin: Way you get knocked around, you're bound to have some weird dreams, Billy.

Merlin: If I didn't believe in magic, I'd still be treating gall bladders, prostates and stuff like that. See, magic ain't got nothing to do with organs and glands and busted necks. Magic got to do with the soul, man. Only the soul's got destiny. It got wings. It's can fly. That's magic. The body? The body's just got a few minutes down here in the dirt with the rest of us.::Billy: You see things before they happen.::Merlin: That's probability. Some things is just sure to happen. Seeing em comin' ain't nothing to get excited about.::Billy: No, you taught me too good, magician. You taught me to believe. That black bird's gonna get me.

Linet: Everybody here made a conscious, adult decision to be here. To be with you. When you go crazy, you force them to rethink that decision. You've got to...::Billy: Compromise.::Linet: Change doesn't have to mean compromise. We're bigger now. Things are different. Christ, we've got an overhead.::Billy: Publicity helps the overhead by bringing in more crowds, more suckerheaded American driftwood that can't tell the difference between me and Jim Jones, or Charles Manson, or the Great Wallenda. That kid... that kid thinks I'm Evel Knievel!::Linet: That kid thinks you're Billy Davis! Sir William the Knight! You're his hero!::Billy: I'm not trying to be a hero! I'm fighting the dragon!

Steve: [angry in the wake of Bagman's beating by local police, and Billy's refusal to consider promotion for the troupe] Dammit, Billy, you're all stone-broke most of the time. And you take in every damn longhair that knows how to make a pair of sandals, and you wanna pick up the Blue Cross tab? Do you have the slightest idea what gas is selling for, or two-by-fours, or hamburger or anything else?::Billy: You think it's breaking up?::Steve: It's money, Billy. It's all to do with money. Money makes the world go round, even your world.::Billy: No, it's just getting too tough. It's tough to live by the code. I mean, it's real hard to live for something that you believe in. People try it and then they get tired of it, like they get tired of their... diets. Or exercise. Or their marriage. Or their kids, or their job, or themselves... or they get tired of their God. You can keep the money you make off this sick world, lawyer, I don't want any part of it. Anybody who wants to live more for themselves doesn't belong with us. Let them go out and buy some pimpy psychiatrist's paperback that says it's okay, don't ask me to say it's okay, it's NOT okay!::Bagman: [breaking the awkward silence] Once, I was in a jail in Alabama, and I got my ass kicked, just like I did last night, only then it was because I was a nigger-lover. [Merlin begins playing his harmonica] Well, I woke up in the morning, and I didn't even have energy enough to lick my wounds. I found out I'd given up. So I tried to kill myself. Tried to cut my wrists with a bedspring. [Laughs] See, I'd found out that I'd given up on it all because of where I was, what was all around me. Well, last night I get my ass kicked, and I came up laughing. Because now, I'm in Camelot.

Bagman: You see, the way I see it is this: You got two separate fights. The one for truth and justice and the American way of life and all that. That's gotta take a backseat to the one for staying alive. You gotta stay alive! Man, you can have the most beautiful ideals in the whole world, but if you die, your ideals are gonna die with you! The important thing is we gotta stay together, we gotta keep the troupe together. And if keeping the troupe going means that we have to take some of this promoter's money, then I say let's take it and get some sleep!

Billy: [waking a disoriented Bagman, who was asleep by the campfire] There's not two different fights, there can't be two different fights. You got to fight for your ideals, and if you die, your ideals don't die. The code that we're living by is the truth. The truth IS the code! I can't let people walk on that idea, I can't!::[He rises, heads to the motorcycles]::Steve: [waking as Billy starts his motorcycle] What the hell's going on?::Merlin: [who has been watching silently all along] Billy's using your bike.

Alan: There can only be one king, Morgan. You can't just split off and start over again whenever you want. We both know that inside. There can only be one king at one time. That's the law.

Billy: [touching the butterfly on Merlin's head] Oh, my master... I love you. Goodbye.

Alan: My king. If you'll allow me, I will fight for you in defense of the crown. These others will challenge... [chuckles emotionally] Shit, I can't talk like that. Morgan's agreed to fight, and if you promise to sit on your ass and stay out of the way, there's still some of us that'll fight for you.::Billy: [through his tears] All right.

Knightriders (1981)

Actors

• John Amplas (actor)
• James A. Baffico (actor)
• William Bardwell (actor)
• Don Berry (actor)
• Greg Besnak (actor)
• Brother Blue (actor)
• Sal Carollo (actor)
• Ronald Carrier (actor)
• Mark Carson (actor)
• Anthony Dileo Jr. (actor)
• Patrick Dunster (actor)
• David Early (actor)
• Martin Ferrero (actor)
• Ken Foree (actor)
• Albert Amerson (actor)

Genres

• Action
• Adventure
• Drama

Taglines:

The Games...The Romance...The Spirit...Camelot is a state of mind.

Quotes:

Bontempi: So, what's your name?::Marhalt: Marhalt.::Bontempi: I mean your "real" name.::Marhalt: [matter-of-factly] Marhalt.

Billy: I had another dream.::Merlin: That right?::Billy: Black bird again. Same black bird::Merlin: Way you get knocked around, you're bound to have some weird dreams, Billy.

Merlin: If I didn't believe in magic, I'd still be treating gall bladders, prostates and stuff like that. See, magic ain't got nothing to do with organs and glands and busted necks. Magic got to do with the soul, man. Only the soul's got destiny. It got wings. It's can fly. That's magic. The body? The body's just got a few minutes down here in the dirt with the rest of us.::Billy: You see things before they happen.::Merlin: That's probability. Some things is just sure to happen. Seeing em comin' ain't nothing to get excited about.::Billy: No, you taught me too good, magician. You taught me to believe. That black bird's gonna get me.

Linet: Everybody here made a conscious, adult decision to be here. To be with you. When you go crazy, you force them to rethink that decision. You've got to...::Billy: Compromise.::Linet: Change doesn't have to mean compromise. We're bigger now. Things are different. Christ, we've got an overhead.::Billy: Publicity helps the overhead by bringing in more crowds, more suckerheaded American driftwood that can't tell the difference between me and Jim Jones, or Charles Manson, or the Great Wallenda. That kid... that kid thinks I'm Evel Knievel!::Linet: That kid thinks you're Billy Davis! Sir William the Knight! You're his hero!::Billy: I'm not trying to be a hero! I'm fighting the dragon!

Steve: [angry in the wake of Bagman's beating by local police, and Billy's refusal to consider promotion for the troupe] Dammit, Billy, you're all stone-broke most of the time. And you take in every damn longhair that knows how to make a pair of sandals, and you wanna pick up the Blue Cross tab? Do you have the slightest idea what gas is selling for, or two-by-fours, or hamburger or anything else?::Billy: You think it's breaking up?::Steve: It's money, Billy. It's all to do with money. Money makes the world go round, even your world.::Billy: No, it's just getting too tough. It's tough to live by the code. I mean, it's real hard to live for something that you believe in. People try it and then they get tired of it, like they get tired of their... diets. Or exercise. Or their marriage. Or their kids, or their job, or themselves... or they get tired of their God. You can keep the money you make off this sick world, lawyer, I don't want any part of it. Anybody who wants to live more for themselves doesn't belong with us. Let them go out and buy some pimpy psychiatrist's paperback that says it's okay, don't ask me to say it's okay, it's NOT okay!::Bagman: [breaking the awkward silence] Once, I was in a jail in Alabama, and I got my ass kicked, just like I did last night, only then it was because I was a nigger-lover. [Merlin begins playing his harmonica] Well, I woke up in the morning, and I didn't even have energy enough to lick my wounds. I found out I'd given up. So I tried to kill myself. Tried to cut my wrists with a bedspring. [Laughs] See, I'd found out that I'd given up on it all because of where I was, what was all around me. Well, last night I get my ass kicked, and I came up laughing. Because now, I'm in Camelot.

Bagman: You see, the way I see it is this: You got two separate fights. The one for truth and justice and the American way of life and all that. That's gotta take a backseat to the one for staying alive. You gotta stay alive! Man, you can have the most beautiful ideals in the whole world, but if you die, your ideals are gonna die with you! The important thing is we gotta stay together, we gotta keep the troupe together. And if keeping the troupe going means that we have to take some of this promoter's money, then I say let's take it and get some sleep!

Billy: [waking a disoriented Bagman, who was asleep by the campfire] There's not two different fights, there can't be two different fights. You got to fight for your ideals, and if you die, your ideals don't die. The code that we're living by is the truth. The truth IS the code! I can't let people walk on that idea, I can't!::[He rises, heads to the motorcycles]::Steve: [waking as Billy starts his motorcycle] What the hell's going on?::Merlin: [who has been watching silently all along] Billy's using your bike.

Alan: There can only be one king, Morgan. You can't just split off and start over again whenever you want. We both know that inside. There can only be one king at one time. That's the law.

Billy: [touching the butterfly on Merlin's head] Oh, my master... I love you. Goodbye.

Alan: My king. If you'll allow me, I will fight for you in defense of the crown. These others will challenge... [chuckles emotionally] Shit, I can't talk like that. Morgan's agreed to fight, and if you promise to sit on your ass and stay out of the way, there's still some of us that'll fight for you.::Billy: [through his tears] All right.

Majboor (1964)

Actors

• Ram Avtar (actor)
• Shivji Bhai (actor)
• Brahm Bhardwaj (actor)
• Biswajeet (actor)
• K.K. Dewan (actor)
• Kamal Dukhia (actor)
• Gani (actor)
• Jagdev (actor)
• Kashinath (actor)
• Nazir Kashmiri (actor)
• Latif (actor)
• Rajendra Nath (actor)
• Gopal Saigal (actor)
• D.K. Sapru (actor)
• Kailash Advani (actor)

Genres

• Drama
• Family

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• M.O.B. - 2Pac
• M.O.B. - Tupac Shakur
• M.O.B. - Playa Fly
• M.O.B. - Fatal
• M.O.B. - Fatal Hussein
• Another Day Another Death - Mob
• Gates Of Hell - Mob
• Youth - Mob
• Witch - Hunt - Mob
• Dance On (you Fool) - Mob
• Cry Of The Morning - Mob
• Slayed - Mob
• Raised In A Prison - Mob
• Our Life Our World - Mob
• No Doves Fly Here - Mob
• never understood - Mob
• Mirror Breaks - Mob
• I Wish - Mob
• I Hear You Laughing - Mob
• M.O.B. - Messcalen
• M.O.B. - Mopreme Shakur

(feat. Outlawz)
[Chorus 2X: 2Pac]
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
and you know we keep it money over bitches
[2Pac]
Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin that thug life
Been raised in violence homicide's my lullaby
Came with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me ride
Bitches and niggaz in penitentary suits
I send 'em letters and money orders and make 'em my troops
As for you females, I got no time, I gotta get mine
You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin with John Gotti's and Scarface's
Niggas knew, I'd be the Don in my own crew
A million niggaz with automatics who swarm through
You wonder who shot me here's a clue, stay alert
Cause we comin' for you, and keep it money over bitches
[Chorus w/ ad libs]
[Fatal]
I blow you up on the spot, these glocks hot 'til you drop
All you wannabe cops, you don't wanna see shots
I beef deep with the police peep what these streets do to me
Actin all new to me I creep on you like puberty
You don't wanna see the bad image of this scrimmage
From here to East Greenwich through every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin Cristal, start thinkin 'bout Al
Bacardi coverin my body at the wink and a smile
Bag a hottie or two, cause butter shotties for you
I got more bodies then Drew, I drink Mynotti on New, fuck your crew
This type of shit I do for a petty hobby
Fuck the world it's Fatal dog against everybody
[Chorus]
[Mopreme]
My shit's phenomenal, droppin like domino
Comin with the real yo and fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the freaks in short skirts
This is for my niggaz nationwide doin work, get your feelings hurt
Lose mo' faith than a composure, money and the doja
Bitches is a cobra with deadly venom
Move as smooth as I get 'em, stackin G's
My niggas crosstown got ki's
Hoes get diseased and fleas, for these enemies money over bitches
(Nigga!)
[Chorus]
[Big Syke]
I'm hittin sixteen switches, my money over bitches
The struggle continues I'll miss you on my road to riches
I'm contribed to strive never laggin
Disappear in the night with my 64 dragon, rag flaggin
As I get 'em up and leave 'em stuck
Pager blowin up but I don't give a fuck
I'm fully stocked on the block, pockets full of rocks sellin
Loc'ers and smokers engaged twenty-fo'/seven
So what can you do for me and what can I do for you
But stay true, and do the things that we do
Blinded evil-minded no option for my offspring
Reminded can't find it complications what the future brings
Losin my mind why you sweatin me all the time
I'm caught in a bind, quality time on my grind
Rather be lonely honey and dodge you like snitches
I'm 'bout my riches, money over bitches
[Chorus]
[E.D.I.]
That's from the time a nigga close his eyes I'm hopin, I hope he awoken
Payin my own that's tokin chokin off-a glocks smokin
Money and power watch these bitches cause they skanless
Gettin niggaz fucked 'n stuck from Timbuk' to Los Angeles
Ain't a nigga ruggeder than this grimy Heine' guzzler
Cowards better duck before my calibers start rubbin ya
Me and my troops play blocks in groups, runnin in flocks
Deuce-deuce in my socks keepin a watch out for cops
Gettin kicked, I keep my mind on my riches
While uncontrolled schemes keep me choosin my money over all my bitches
[Chorus - 2X]
[2Pac]
That's right nigga
Money over motherfuckin bitches
M.O.B. on 'em nigga
Keep your motherfuckin mind on your money, fuck these hoes
(Thug life baby) You don't need no motherfuckin bitches
You need some motherfuckin money
Get your mind right nigga, keep your game tight
Play right play by the rules and you'll get paid fuck the fools
We up out of this bitch here
[E.D.I.]
BIATCH!

M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
and you know we keep it money over bitches
Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin that thug life
Been raised in violence homicide's my lullaby
Came with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me ride
Bitches and niggaz in penitentary suits
I send 'em letters and money orders and make 'em my troops
As for you females, I got no time, I gotta get mine
You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin with John Gotti's and Scarface's
Niggas knew, I'd be the Don in my own crew
A million niggaz with automatics who swarm through
You wonder who shot me here's a clue, stay alert
Cause we comin' for you, and keep it money over bitches
I blow you up on the spot, these glocks hot 'til you drop
All you wannabe cops, you don't wanna see shots
I beef deep with the police peep what these streets do to me
Actin all new to me I creep on you like puberty
You don't wanna see the bad image of this scrimmage
From here to East Greenwich through every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin Cristal, start thinkin 'bout Al
Bacardi coverin my body at the wink and a smile
Bag a hottie or two, cause butter shotties for you
I got more bodies then Drew, I drink Mynotti on New, fuck your crew
This type of shit I do for a petty hobby
Fuck the world it's Fatal dog against everybody
My shit's phenomenal, droppin like domino
Comin with the real yo and fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the freaks in short skirts
This is for my niggaz nationwide doin work, get your feelings hurt
Lose mo' faith than a composure, money and the doja
Bitches is a cobra with deadly venom
Move as smooth as I get 'em, stackin G's
My niggas crosstown got ki's
Hoes get diseased and fleas, for these enemies money over bitches
(Nigga!)
I'm hittin sixteen switches, my money over bitches
The struggle continues I'll miss you on my road to riches
I'm contribed to strive never laggin
Disappear in the night with my 64 dragon, rag flaggin
As I get 'em up and leave 'em stuck
Pager blowin up but I don't give a fuck
I'm fully stocked on the block, pockets full of rocks sellin
Loc'ers and smokers engaged twenty-fo'/seven
So what can you do for me and what can I do for you
But stay true, and do the things that we do
Blinded evil-minded no option for my offspring
Reminded can't find it complications what the future brings
Losin my mind why you sweatin me all the time
I'm caught in a bind, quality time on my grind
Rather be lonely honey and dodge you like snitches
I'm 'bout my riches, money over bitches
That's from the time a nigga close his eyes I'm hopin, I hope he awoken
Payin my own that's tokin chokin off-a glocks smokin
Money and power watch these bitches cause they skanless
Gettin niggaz fucked 'n stuck from Timbuk' to Los Angeles
Ain't a nigga ruggeder than this grimy Heine' guzzler
Cowards better duck before my calibers start rubbin ya
Me and my troops play blocks in groups, runnin in flocks
Deuce-deuce in my socks keepin a watch out for cops
Gettin kicked, I keep my mind on my riches
While uncontrolled schemes keep me choosin my money over all my bitches
That's right nigga
Money over motherfuckin bitches
M.O.B. on 'em nigga
Keep your motherfuckin mind on your money, fuck these hoes
(Thug life baby) You don't need no motherfuckin bitches
You need some motherfuckin money
Get your mind right nigga, keep your game tight
Play right play by the rules and you'll get paid fuck the fools
We up out of this bitch here

Masters
Fly mob, fly mob
Praise God Praise God
I am the mob!
I'm free!
So let freedom read
Been a minute since you heard from the fucking town king
I'm back now, who the fuck laid the track now
It don't matter, Tito it's a rap now
I'm a grab a bull by the horns
Like I'm lion I'm roarin
Make 'em wish they never been born
I'm flyin, matter fact I'm soarin
Ain't no telling which way I'm goin
This weed so fine, I've been blowin
This shits so fly I've been snowin
I'm gone, mane in a half full grown
Right back in the lap on the stage in the thrown
High like a bat outta hell
I've tried many times and failed
But still run into the whale
Tryin to get a sip of my cup
Hookin up my coat to feel double even enough to feelon my pair
Playa fly captain of the ship set sail
Been living like I'm in a belly of the whale
Stick to the hook, who then rules take my vitamins
Get exercise and say my prayers
I ain't got enough of me to share
Let me make it clear
Playa fly really don't care
If you come get a verse from me
Because I don't believe
Nobody out there can compare
Snatch S off supermans chest
Put it on my back with PF
Cause south parkway love
Ready like a tennessee volunteer
Playin memphis tiger bloods
Prepare or bewareof the rage
It's outta the cage and it's heading to the stage
And I'm rampage and I'm ready to pop
Like a loaded old rusty single shot 12 gauge
I'm gone I'm ahead of the herd, head of the class
I'm pulling to earth with very low class
Well I got clas but don't show it though
Cause I have more fun when I show my ass
My softer side, I have no other side
To show mo sau bout this side
You can see it in the toilet when I shit
Shit so thick shit you can even see it in my eye
Eye of the tiger drool like viper
Pls let go of the microphone sir
Ok...
(everybody know me, I promise I'll be calm... I'm calm!... mafia all day!)
[Chorus:]
M3!, everybody know me
Playa fly straight outta memphis Tenna-key
I'm mob, universal hearth throb
Ain't you rappers ain't really hard
M3!, everybody know me
Playa fly straight outta memphis Tenna-key
I'm mob, universal hearth throb
I'm mob, felt it from the bottom of my heart, M3!
Why it won't dance with a peace
And bring me to the peace
Or maybe just offer me a piece of the pie
Shit, as hard as I try
I always thought I was areal cool guy
Known I was born to survive
Even they bury me alive I'm fine
I'm still in d race
To chase of d paper
With the miniie mae maffio so fine
Hussle is my middle name last name grind
Fist full of dollars and a pocket full of iron
I can see clearly now the rain has gone
Pain make me feel so fine
Got no life lines, live my life on the line
Did a really a very long time for a really small crime
Back in d saddle of the horse is the force
Of the break with no remorse as I come from behind
Mind be blown, floors been cold
They still havent given me the propz I'm owed
I'm not a full law way, clip fully loaded
What they gonna do when I fully unload
Sit back relax and let my plan unfold
Then lay back relax n enjoy the show
If you wanna learn the ropes
You can take it from a pro, me
16 10 flats say no more, (say no more)
This for sure, I'm doin this for show
They probably won't ever ever do it no more
DC told me I gotta bump out here
They told him to let everything go
Like I just had a fit, and sent clean off a cliff
And put the feelin in d lyrics that I spit
And I spit fire, and you got lit by
And it ain't my fault you got hit by a trick
Always catch me decked in greatness
Feelin like a punk or had AIDS and 8 cysts
And I don't give a fuk if I don't make the playlist
For 13 years they loved to hate this
But one of these days I'm gonna make it
Just don't forget you hear me state this
I'm calm

Verse one
I'm livin' in hell, where all these niggaz
got stories to tell, I be blasin't on these bitch niggaz
servin' well, and the company I keep, be the scum of the earth
body tated, hair matted, sellin' Key's if you fuck wit these
law breakin' niggaz scream, fuck the police
we gonna ball fo, the lil nigga shit
what the fuck you figure?
Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket plates
findin' niggaz dead, bring'em home and I can't wait
if niggaz is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em
all that job-ownin' shit, fuck you,I ain't wit'em
Cuz, when I say jump, niggaz say
How high? or I stabb you in ya fuckin' eye
now let's get busy nigga
Chorus
Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight?
how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x)
Verse two [Fatal]
Keep it comin', these niggaz get done in
on any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga
puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man
like he blast it off, beyond that, ?
criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap
endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this fuckin'(fuck yall)shit
so I'm a be buckin' shit, ya don't know who you fuckin' wit
yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly
slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin'
up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop
Chorus (2x)
Verse three
Some niggaz, kinda of coke
scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya ass like you
Plexey glass, so I send my pretty bitch
swingin' tits and ass, preal hander on her burner so she
blastin' fast, alot of niggaz know my rep,
but it don't mean shit, til you witness to yourself
how live it get, and I never let no rhymin' ass bitch
share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility
you get the fuckin' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes
it's only hollow points I spit out my nine
drillin' niggaz on the block, when I'm passin' through
I bust six, in the air nigga, just for you
and if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen
I'd be the last nigga rappin', I'll keep my fuckin' guns clappin'
Whatever though, fake ass niggas will never know
smellin' they own shit, when I rip the Berrta slow
the nine milly, the fake thuggs niggaz thats gettin' silly
blowin'em and showin'em, cuz my dogs don't know'em
I don't give a fuck, how small big and tall
come get me, and I talk on how square yall are
attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid
and the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss
I don't know what these niggaz, be thinkin' when they see me
niggaz call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie
I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks
yall niggaz is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax
thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we
we lost niggaz, fo life, out here they can't drown me
I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up
to tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck
Chorus (2x)
Muthafuckin' M.O.B you ain't seen shit yet, what

Verse one
I'm livin' in hell, where all these niggaz
got stories to tell, I be blasin't on these bitch niggaz
servin' well, and the company I keep, be the scum of the earth
body tated, hair matted, sellin' Key's if you fuck wit these
law breakin' niggaz scream, fuck the police
we gonna ball fo, the lil nigga shit
what the fuck you figure?
Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket plates
findin' niggaz dead, bring'em home and I can't wait
if niggaz is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em
all that job-ownin' shit, fuck you, I ain't wit'em
Cuz, when I say jump, niggaz say
How high? or I stabb you in ya fuckin' eye
now let's get busy nigga
Chorus
Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight?
how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight?
we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die
live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x)
Verse two (Fatal)
Keep it comin', these niggaz get done in
on any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga
puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man
like he blast it off, beyond that,?
criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap
endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this fuckin'(fuck yall)shit
so I'm a be buckin' shit, ya don't know who you fuckin' wit
yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly
slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin'
up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop
Chorus (2x)
Verse three
Some niggaz, kinda of coke
scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya ass like you
Plexey glass, so I send my pretty bitch
swingin' tits and ass, preal hander on her burner so she
blastin' fast, alot of niggaz know my rep,
but it don't mean shit, til you witness to yourself
how live it get, and I never let no rhymin' ass bitch
share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility
you get the fuckin' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes
it's only hollow points I spit out my nine
drillin' niggaz on the block, when I'm passin' through
I bust six, in the air nigga, just for you
and if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen
I'd be the last nigga rappin', I'll keep my fuckin' guns clappin'
Whatever though, fake ass niggas will never know
smellin' they own shit, when I rip the Berrta slow
the nine milly, the fake thuggs niggaz thats gettin' silly
blowin'em and showin'em, cuz my dogs don't know'em
I don't give a fuck, how small big and tall
come get me, and I talk on how square yall are
attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid
and the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss
I don't know what these niggaz, be thinkin' when they see me
niggaz call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie
I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks
yall niggaz is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax
thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we
we lost niggaz, fo life, out here they can't drown me
I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up
to tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck
Chorus (2x)

I woke up screaming from the nightmare that's begun
again
Cold tears of sweat dripping down my face
I slipped up again, I slipped up again
The radio is playing songs whirling in my head
Another day another death
Another day another death
Ice cold needle that splits my every breath
Another day, another death
The cold and frigid wind that blows through every crack
The wild and tortured dream - the straw that broke the
camel's back
We slipped up again, we slipped up again
And I wanna know why, I wanna know why
Another day another death
Another day another death
Ice cold needle that splits my every breath
Another day another death
I'm reaching out again and clutching flowers thrown in
the breeze
They're all quite meaningless and yet they mean so much
to me
We slipped up again by not recalling all the pain
And I wanna know why, I wanna know why
Another day another death
Another day another death
Ice cold needle that splits my every breath

Living here at the gates of hell
My body is a bombed out shell
Devoid of feeling, devoid of life
The only flame is a flicker in my eyes
Living here at the depths of pain
the sun is blacked out by the rain
that keeps on falling, as the blood keeps flowing
Lights at the end of the tunnel
At the gates of hell
Where the corpses yell
And the only sound
Is the toll of your death bells
Living here where the sun hits the streets
Peace flags flying in the breeze
of illusion, a mirage in the desert
Lights at the end of the tunnel
At the gates of hell
Where the corpses yell
And the only sound

Left in the cafe, he sits all alone
This person with hopes that are so like my own
And nobody tells him as he's sitting there
He's dead long ago and nobody cares
Disgusted, demented, disillusioned, deranged
Mixed up, frustrated, you, youth
But I see a strange look on that face that's uncleaned
Its white bloodless color, now dull, once gleamed
And I know where I've seen that expression before
He's stood in the place where my feet touch the ground
The clock strikes 6 as I drink the last drop
Of the tea that's been sitting for hours in my cup
I think where to go now, the town has gone dead
And I realize I'm living this death
Disgusted, demented, disillusioned, deranged

Stubbing out progress where seeds are sown
Killing off anything that's not quite known
Sitting around in a nice safe home
Waiting for the witch hunt
Idle plans for the idol rich
Knitting the economy, not dropping a stitch
Destroying anything that doesn't quite fit
Waiting for the witch hunt
Still living with the english fear
Waiting for the witch hunt here
Still living with the english fear
Waiting for the witch hunt here
Changing your course for another way
You better stop that or be willing to pay
Never mind son, you'll come around some day

Glass breaks in night of passionate dance
Splinters in hallways where the fools take their chance
But we're all fools and we all can't stand still
'cos impotent lovers lose the love they lost
As they go in for the kill
Knives flash in half light at the top of the stairs
No one saw, no one heard, no one felt it, but someone
was there
And we make ourselves blind to the skin, as it shatters
and tears
And impotent lovers lose the love they lost
As they go in for the kill
Screams colour the night, blood colours the street
And those that can love keep warm by creating more heat
And those of no love seek revenge in the pubs and the
street
And impotent lovers lose the love they lost
As they go in for the kill
Inadequacy bred from the cradle and raided[?] the
school
Brought up on hate and now the hate is feeding on you
Black out the sun of the love that is trying to break
through
'cos that's not the thing that a red-blooded man's got
to do
Above all a man or above all a fool
Which are you?
Above all a man or above all you

No time for love if they come in the morning
No time to show fear or for tears in the morning
No time for goodbyes, no time to ask why
And the wail of the siren is the cry of the morning
No time for hate if they come in the morning
No time, young mothers, for mourning
No time for turning or running away
Of the crying young babies in the morning
No time to fight back if they come in the morning
No time for withdrawal or for hiding
No time for reflection of lost dreams and hopes
And the wail of the siren is the cry of the morning

The desert stretches across the endless piles of sand
And the compass spins round, lodged somewhere in my hand
And while I'm searching through my soul
I found at last a waterhole
While I'm wading through bureaucratic piles of waste
Your putrid smell leaves a sweet distaste
And while I'm searching through my soul
I found at last a waterhole
The concrete towers erect jungle
Smashed up old park bench
The monuments of sweeter days
Upon them where your children play
Your children move, they're puppets now
Destroying all your sacred cows
And while I'm searching through my soul

Raised in a prison with iron bars
And walls too high to be climbed
Raised in a four cornered corridor
Always kept silent and blind
Taught how to grow straight and upright
Taught how to love and obey
Taught how to speak when you're spoken to
And then taught what you can say
Throw into a job at a factory
Making money for those up above
Running and fetching and fetching and running
Slot into the job like a glove
Marry a boy from the factory
whose dream was a girl like you
running and fetching and fetching running
She was taught this was what she should do
Renting a house on the East Side of hell
With garden and wonderful view
Of kids playing war in the street after school
Who were taught this is what they should do
Watching the TV till hubby comes home
Unable to stand on his feet
Black and White pictures of policemen with sticks
Smashing fuck out of kids on the street
Raised in a prison with iron bars
And walls to high to be climbed
Raised in a four cornered corridor

Our life our world
Mapped out in skulls
Carved on wrists and back of arms
Which paint in blood on sheets of white
Of children never quite at home
Our life our world
Flows down rivers in the street
Made up of blood, made up of meat
The cigarette
Burns in tortured arm
The cigarette burns
on tortured arm
Slowly roasting in the heat
Of our life our world
Our life our world
My life my world
Our life our world
Our life our world
Lost scream hits the cold night air
Lost scream lost cos no one was there
This is the crying of half dead
This is the crying of stillborne
This is the sound of the golden age
This is the sound of my rage
Our life our world
Our life our world
My life my world
Our life our world
This is my horror my nightmare
This is my wake and my birth
This is my world and my earth
This is my earth and my world
This is my life and my worth
This is my moment of birth
This is my cry from chaos
Now I am reason for mash [?]
This is the glimmer of hope
This is the wall I must smash
Our life our world
My life my world
Our life our world
Our life our world
My life my world
Our life our world
My life my world
Our life our world
You haven't suffered no nightmares
And you cannot spell home
This is my love now
And this is my war
Do not suffer my children
Let them walk through that door
This is my nightmare
Built from your hell on earth
Do not damage my children
They are their love on earth [?]
Leave my world for my children
They didn't ask to be born
Leave my love for my children

The sky is empty and it's turning different shades of
colour,
It never did before and we never asked for war
My mind is empty and my body different shapes of torture
It never was before and we never asked for war
No-one is moving and no doves fly here
No-one is thinking and no doves fly here
No-one remembers beyond all this fear,
No doves fly here
The buildings are empty and the countryside is wasteland,
It never was before and we never asked for war.
The playgrounds are empty and the children limbless
corpses,
They never were before and they never asked for war.
No-one is moving and no doves fly here,
No-one is thinking and no doves fly here,
No-one remembers beyond all this fear,

I love the sound of blood that trickles from my head
And stains the bodies of the people lying dead
Who gave their lives to something never understood
They don't know where
They don't know when
It's happening again
My shadow pulls across that empty floor
Discarded remnants of that age and more[?]
Who gave their lives to something never understood
They don't know where
They don't know when
But now it's happening again
And as I fight to find an empty place
The yawning gap amongst the bodies fits my face
I gave my life to something never understood
never understood
never understood

We walk in fear and trepidation
Count the rows of dead
While the murderer plays his trumpets
For the ones that he has led
And theres nothing much that can be done
For [?] while you're still strong
And the big boys laugh to see such fun
And the little girl cries cos she knows whats wrong
You may think I don't know anything
You may think I've got it wrong
But I know what it means when I hear the hangman
Whistling his song
And the knives so sharp in whitehall
And the knives they keep for us
And the only weapons we've got
Are our hopes and fragile love
Theres many pints of blood
Upon the hands that rule the earth
Though for every body dragged out
Another one gives birth
And the children have the world one day
And I hope they use it well
And I wish their elders all the best
And I hope they burn in hell
And then the sun goes down
And leaves me with the night
Where I suffer with the ghosts
And still more fright
And the mirror breaks I stand alone, alone
And I light another cigarette and drown
And the big boys laugh to see such fun

I wish I could love
It must be fun to love
Cos so many people do it
It must be fun to love
I wish I could hate
It must be fun to hate
Cos so many people do it
It must be fun to hate
I wish I could fight
It must be fun to fight
Cos so many people do it
It must be fun to fight
I wish I could kill
It must be fun to kill
Cos so many people do it
It must be fun to kill
I wish I could die
It must be fun to die
Cos so many people do it
It must be fun to die
Be fun to die
Be fun to die
Be fun to die
Be fun to die
Be fun to die
Be fun to die
Be fun to die
It must be fun to die

I hear you praying with your hands clasped over your
chest
I hear men slaying while they say "keep doing your best"
I hear the laughter of someone up above
Who's playing games in the name of love
I hear you laughing
I hear you laughing
I see people dying in the blood and the dust
And the gunshots of vicious murderous lust
I feel the sunshine as it heats up my blood
I feel it burning like my hate if I could
I hear you laughing
I hear you laughing
I hear the silence of a kid's suicide
Who couldn't find any place he could hide
I hear you laughing
I hear you laughing
I hear the chang ring as it hits your steel tills
And all the loving you save for your dollar bills
I hear my heart beat as I talk to myself
I'm just statistics to help you add to your wealth
I hear you laughing

[151:]
150 weezy what is it
Killa Tizzy what is it
Yeah, yo
Yo I done told y'all niggaz before don't try me
She know I'm surrounded with K's and Mac nineties
Who really wanna find me?, come get 'em a piece
I be more than glad to show 'em all he gettin is grieve
With no relief, nigga fuck that beef shit
He better reach quick, I'm on the blind side of some sneak shit
Sedan on the deep dish, heavily tinted
Duggle bag in the trunk, heavy artillery in it
No longer lieutenant, I'm general now
I send lil niggaz to combat like I'm Colin Powell
Or Donald Rumsfel, hundred round drumsfel with hollow
Squeeze off the clip make you blow like Chicago
I'm on the throttle, movin wrecklessly
Dick in the models, throw down while her neck is be
Don't pless with me, I'ma say it again
For the coroner have to notify your momma and them nigga
[Hook x2: Killa Tay & (MessCalen)]
I, aim, heat, rain, sleet, snow, sunshine
Livin the mafia life, duckin from one-time
(Livin the mafia life, duckin from one-time
Livin the mafia life, duckin from one-time)
[MessCalen:]
I'm a soldier niga, four-five in my pocket
I put that motherfucker in ya face, nigga cock it
Second generation, do it fo' the niggaz befo' me
I'm bangin this block, we ridin for the dead homies
I'm a gangsta lil daddy, I don't love no rap
I just love the way she let me fuck her ass from the back
Nigga I'm a known shooter, I pepper your face
One shot, one kill, I walk with a case
I'm a young black gangsta, with the mind of Matula
King of the underground, your boy black ruler
Have ya feelin like you comin from the Heron spot
These hot shells 'll start givin you them Heron knocks
And it ain't no squashin the drama, it's on for life
And them killas ridin with me, whether I'm wrong or right
And ain't one nigga comin, man, we all gon creep
Ain't one nigga leavin, y'all all gon sleep nigga
[Hook x2: Killa Tay & (MessCalen)]
[Killa Tay:]
My mindstate sicker than most, It's hardball
We coast to coast gettin lit with my folks, fuck y'all
Tryin to hate on my team, ain't no way you could stop it
I stay surrounded by bosses no lossos it's all profit
I, eat good, creep through your hood and knock hoes
It's magic when I step in the booth, I got flows
I murder type beats like the mancy plan
You might, catch me at the club showin love to my fans
But understand this, I'm scandalous when it come to my chips
I rip tracks like receipts, I, never came weak
I, aim ,heat, rain, sleet, snow, sunshine
Livin the mafia live, duckin from one-time
Crime pays every seven to nine days
I put, minds in a maze, recline it with rage
Blind filthy, shinin jewelry in ya face for fun
My bomb lyrics detonate and educate your sons
I'ma show you how the west was won
California to Seattle, we the ones ain't no protection from
Second to none, record label makin it crack
Breakin in racks, full press blatin the tactics

[Chorus x2: 2Pac]
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
[2Pac:]
Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin that thug life
Been raised in violence homicide's my lullaby
Came with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me ride
Bitches and niggaz in penitentary suits
I send 'em letters and money orders and make 'em my troops
As for you females, I got no time, I gotta get mine
You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin with John Gotti's and Scarface's
Niggas knew, I'd be the Don in my own crew
A million niggaz with automatics who swarm through
You wonder who shot me here's a clue, stay alert
Cause we comin' for you, and keep it money over bitches
[Chorus x2: 2Pac]
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
[Mopreme:]
My shit's phenomenal, droppin like domino
Comin with the real yo and fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the freaks in short skirts
This is for my niggaz nationwide doin work, get your feelings hurt
Lose mo' faith than a composure, money and the doja
Bitches is a cobra with deadly venom
Move as smooth as I get 'em, stackin G's
My niggas crosstown got ki's
Hoes get diseased and fleas, for these enemies money over bitches
(Nigga!)
[Chorus x2: 2Pac]
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
[Outro: 2Pac]
That's right nigga
Money over motherfuckin bitches
M.O.B. on 'em nigga
Keep your motherfuckin mind on your money, fuck these hoes
(Thug life baby) You don't need no motherfuckin bitches
You need some motherfuckin money
Get your mind right nigga, keep your game tight
Play right play by the rules and you'll get paid fuck the fools