Toransufômâ: Bîsuto uôzu metarusu (1999)

Actors

• Fûrin Cha (actor)
• Shigeru Chiba (actor)
• Masashi Endô (actor)
• Keiji Fujiwara (actor)
• Nobuyuki Hiyama (actor)
• Tetsuya Iwanaga (actor)
• Mitsuo Iwata (actor)
• Kensô Katô (actor)
• Yukimasa Kishino (actor)
• Takehito Koyasu (actor)
• Shin'ichirô Miki (actor)
• Toshiyuki Morikawa (actor)
• Yûichi Nagashima (actor)
• Daiki Nakamura (actor)
• Wataru Takagi (actor)

Genres

• Animation
• Sci-Fi

Bîsuto uôzu chô seimeitai Toransufômâ supesharu (1998)

Actors

• Masashi Endô (actor)
• Keiji Fujiwara (actor)
• Hozumi Gôda (actor)
• Nobuyuki Hiyama (actor)
• Katashi Ishizuka (actor)
• Tetsuya Iwanaga (actor)
• Mantarô Iwao (actor)
• Masami Iwasaki (actor)
• Mitsuo Iwata (actor)
• Kensô Katô (actor)
• Yûji Kishi (actor)
• Yûji Kishi (actor)
• Tetsuo Komura (actor)
• Takehito Koyasu (actor)
• Shigeru Chiba (actor)

Genres

• Animation

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• 3 Rings - Insane Clown Posse
• 3 Rings - ICP (Insane Clown Posse)
• 3 Rings - I.C.P.
• Rings - Lobo
• Rings - Toad The Wet Sprocket
• 2 Wrongs - Onyx
• 3 Rings - Shaggy 2 Dope
• 10 Rings - Pencey Prep
• Rings - Cymarron

"Is this on?"
"Gather round my wealthy friends
And endure the horrifying sights
Only your worst nightmares can produce
Actual human beings of a deformed nature
Come at once
And come and enduldge yourself
In our own twisted amusement of
Another's misfortune
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
Enter our three ring show of freaks"
Ring one, a dung a dung dung
My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue
To the desk in school then I run down the hall
Scaring the shit out of all y'all bitches
Which is why you don't invite mine to your parties
Just cause I don't look like everybody
I guess they're bunch of richboys, bitchboys
Scary, bula!
And what's the big deal about my neck
Just because now and then I like to let it stretch
Up a couple feet to get a better sight
Is that any reason to scream and run in fright
No, so, now how ya gonna act?
So what if I got another arm growing out of my back
I guess I'm just another freak show thing
And now they got me in the three ri-ii-ii-ing
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
Ring two, how do you do?
I'm Shaggy 2 Dope, chicken-faced bitch, who?
You don't try to front ho
Try to play me out just cause I'm running with the sideshow
Or maybe it's the leg growing out my neck
But don't jet baby, heh, not yet
I'm popping in like a pound of lead
Black n blue, his next roll and drop me on my head
Oh shit, I knew I had to fuck up my circuits
Cuz when I was two my momma left me at the circus
Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows
Like bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man crow
But then I escaped to the ghetto zone
Started a crew of my own, motherfucker, I'm not alone
So don't be stickin your finger in my face stank
Or your stomach might receive a shank from the...
"I certainly hope your enjoy yourselves
Here at our three ring exhibit
But to be honest I really don't see
What's so fucking funny about it
These fucking people are real!"
Ring three, the ICP
Look if you want but I wouldn't lay a hand on me
That's how you get fucked up
We'll squeeze your windpipe shut
Yo, I'm a nerd word, I drink from the bird
Have Snake woman kick my love to the curb
She busted into my tent, now I'm fucked
Had the fat bearded lady in the buck, uh
Fuck that, bitch, suck that
I was born with a wang but I never had a nut sac
Just two balls hanging with no protection so
I move real careful and slow
You can call me a weirdo, call me a freak
Call me Don Knots cuz I'm getting on it every week, uh
So come see the carnival and threw me your change, bitch
I chill with the three rings
"Well, that's it
I hope you're satisfied
I hope you had a good time
You fucking heartless bastards
You saw what you wanted
So grab your fucking kids
And that fat flop of shit wife of yours
And get the fuck out of our circus tent
You cold-hearted sons of bitches
You think they look fucked up
Just wait till I kick your
Fucking lips in a couple times
You'll be sittin up here like a bitch
And we'll laughing at your folded ass
They'll call you lumpy
After I done put knots
All over your fuckin forehead
Yeah, hey, hey little boy, come here
How'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot
You fucking little bitch
Come here, I'll shove that
Fucking corn dog up your ass
Get the fuck out of here
Show's fucking over
Get the fuck out of here

"Is this on?"
"Gather round my wealthy friends
And endure the horrifying sights
Only your worst nightmares can produce
Actual human beings of a deformed nature
Come at once
And come and enduldge yourself
In our own twisted amusement of
Another's misfortune
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
Enter our three ring show of freaks"
[Violent J]
Ring one, a dung a dung dung
My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue
To the desk in school then I run down the hall
Scaring the shit out of all y'all bitches
Which is why you don't invite mine to your parties
Just cause I don't look like everybody
I guess they're bunch of richboys, bitchboys
Scary, bula!
And what's the big deal about my neck
Just because now and then I like to let it stretch
Up a couple feet to get a better sight
Is that any reason to scream and run in fright
No, so, now how ya gonna act?
So what if I got another arm growing out of my back
I guess I'm just another freak show thing
And now they got me in the three ri-ii-ii-ing
[Chorus (2x)]
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Ring two, how do you do?
I'm Shaggy 2 Dope, chicken-faced bitch, who?
You don't try to front ho
Try to play me out just cause I'm running with the sideshow
Or maybe it's the leg growing out my neck
But don't jet baby, heh, not yet
I'm popping in like a pound of lead
Black n blue, his next roll and drop me on my head
Oh shit, I knew I had to fuck up my circuits
Cuz when I was two my momma left me at the circus
Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows
Like bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man crow
But then I escaped to the ghetto zone
Started a crew of my own, motherfucker, I'm not alone
So don't be stickin your finger in my face stank
Or your stomach might receive a shank from the...
[Chorus (2x)]
"I certainly hope your enjoy yourselves
Here at our three ring exhibit
But to be honest I really don't see
What's so fucking funny about it
These fucking people are real!"
[Violent J]
Ring three, the ICP
Look if you want but I wouldn't lay a hand on me
That's how you get fucked up
We'll squeeze your windpipe shut
Yo, I'm a nerd word, I drink from the bird
Have Snake woman kick my love to the curb
She busted into my tent, now I'm fucked
Had the fat bearded lady in the buck, uh
Fuck that, bitch, suck that
I was born with a wang but I never had a nut sac
Just two balls hanging with no protection so
I move real careful and slow
You can call me a weirdo, call me a freak
Call me Don Knots cuz I'm getting on it every week, uh
So come see the carnival and threw me your change, bitch
I chill with the three rings
[Chorus(2x)]
"Well, that's it
I hope you're satisfied
I hope you had a good time
You fucking heartless bastards
You saw what you wanted
So grab your fucking kids
And that fat flop of shit wife of yours
And get the fuck out of our circus tent
You cold-hearted sons of bitches
You think they look fucked up
Just wait till I kick your
Fucking lips in a couple times
You'll be sittin up here like a bitch
And we'll laughing at your folded ass
They'll call you lumpy
After I done put knots
All over your fuckin forehead
Yeah, hey, hey little boy, come here
How'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot
You fucking little bitch
Come here, I'll shove that
Fucking corn dog up your ass
Get the fuck out of here
Show's fucking over
Get the fuck out of here
You fucking heartless bastards"

[ring]
"Hello?"
"You have a collect call from 'fookoff!'
Please answer the following question "yes", or "no",
Will you pay for the call?"
"Is this on?"
"Gather round my wealthy friends
And endure the horrifying sights
Only your worst nightmares can produce
Actual human beings of a deformed nature
Come at once
And come and indulge yourself
In our own twisted amusement of
Another's misfortune
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
Enter our three ring show of freaks"
[Violent J]
Ring one, a dung a dung dung
My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue
To the desk in school then I run down the hall
Scaring the shit out of all y'all bitches
Which is why you don't invite mine to your parties
Just 'cause I don't look like everybody
I guess they're bunch of rich boys, bitch boys
Scary, bula!
And what's the big deal about my neck
Just because now and then I like to let it stretch
Up a couple feet to get a better sight
Is that any reason to scream and run in fright
No, so, now how ya gonna act?
So what if I got another arm growing out of my back
I guess I'm just another freak show thing
And now they got me in the three ri-ii-ii-ings
[Chorus (2x):]
Three rings a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three rings a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Ring two, how do you do?
I'm Shaggy 2 Dope, chicken-faced bitch, who?
You don't try to front hoe
Try to play me out just 'cause I'm running with the sideshow
Or maybe it's the leg growing out my neck
But don't jet baby, heh, not yet
I'm popping in like a pound of lead
Black n blue, his next roll and drop me on my head
Oh shit, I knew I had to fuck up my circuits
'cause when I was two my momma left me at the circus
Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows
Like bat boys, hermaphrodites and old man crow
But then I escaped to the ghetto zone
Started a crew of my own, motherfucker, I'm not alone
So don't be sticking your finger in my face stank
Or your stomach might receive a shank from the three ring freak...
[Chorus (2x)]
"I certainly hope your enjoy yourselves
Here at our three ring exhibit
But to be honest I really don't see
What's so fucking funny about it
These fucking people are real!"
[Violent J]
Ring three, the ICP
Look if you want but I wouldn't lay a hand on me
That's how you get fucked up
We'll squeeze your windpipe shut
Yo, I'm a nerd word, I drink Thunder Bird
Have Snake woman kick my love to the curb
She busted into my tent, now I'm fucked
Had the fat bearded lady in the buck, uh
Fuck that, bitch, suck that
I was born with a wang but I never had a nut sac
Just two balls hanging with no protection so
I move real careful and slow
You can call me a weirdo, call me a freak
Call me Don Knots 'cause I'm getting on it every week, uh
So come see the carnival and threw me your change, bitch
I chill with the three rings
[Chorus(2x)]
"Well, that's it
I hope you're satisfied
I hope you had a good time
You fucking heartless bastards
You saw what you wanted
So grab your fucking kids
And that fat flop of shit wife of yours
And get the fuck out of our circus tent
You cold-hearted sons of bitches
You think they look fucked up
Just wait till I kick your
Fucking lips in a couple times
You'll be sitting up here like a bitch
And we'll laughing at your folded ass
They'll call you lumpy
After I done put knots
All over your fucking forehead
Yeah, hey, hey little boy, come here
How'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot
You fucking little bitch
Come here, I'll shove that
Fucking corn dog up your ass
Get the fuck out of here
Show's fucking over
Get the fuck out of here

Ring, ring, telephone ring
Somebody said, ?Baby what you doin'?"
I've been wonderin' where you've been
Now and then I think about you and me
There's no use fightin' 'bout things we can't recall
It don't matter now at all, just come on home
Baby, we'll laugh and sing and we'll make love
And let the telephone ring
Ring, ring, doorbell ring, baby come on in
Got James Taylor on the stereo
I'm glad you came around, I've been feelin' down
Just talkin' to Tony and Mario
You know, they make good conversation
Still it ain't no consolation 'cause I got love
Baby I'll give you some and if somebody comes
We'll let the doorbell ring
Said, ring, ring, golden ring around the sun
Around your pretty finger
Ring, ring, voices ring with a happy tune
Anybody can be a singer
The sun come up across the city
I swear you never looked so dog gone pretty
Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man, let the weddin' bells ring
Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man, let the weddin' bells ring
Hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand

Are you the plane that shapes the board
Part of a history, smoothed and worn
And oh, the windy weather
Dry spells, brushfire
Isn't it strange to see my life
You must cut me down to look inside
And oh, the simple pleasures
This ring tells of rain and this one's summer
Good years, nightmares
How is it I remember knowing that I would live forever
Isn't it strange how truth can change
And oh, the windy weather
This ring tells of rain, this one's summers

Bottomline, overall we gotta get this motherfuckin' cash
No doubt man, that's what I'm sayin' man
Illuminati I heard they tryin' to really just hold shit down
They tryin' to shut us down, God
They tryin' to shut us down, 'cause we rock, on the low
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Fuck peace I want justice
I'ma nigga with a gun and the right mind to bust this
Fuck this, I'm mad at the world and hell, I got a vengeance
My first offense, I caught the life or death, sentence
The real black homies in jail, pull out protection
It's killin' me, callin' these facilities, correction
System that is scared of us, come on my fellow prisoners
Time to go to war, we'll be dead at least they listen to us
Time to get the Tec, and go step, to the President
U.S.G., citizen, fuck American, resident
And nnyyaaa, I gotta seek your betterment
Isaac, slayed, for all my niggaz who got hanged
"So throw ya gunz in the"
They said "Throw Ya Gunz" was negative, I say fuck them
They the ones who put the guns in the ghetto for destruction
This is depression, deception, killin' our own complexion
What we need to do is point the guns in the right direction
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Yo it's only gettin' worse, I'ma person controvers'
And tell you where I'm from, is the savage redman curse
I'm the illest, the biggest, experiment
What are we getting pigs in a cage in the projects
'Cause we the ones that's been in it
They gave us guns and drugs, and watch us bug and rub
Each other out, stop doin' what they love
Now retaliate, it's time to get big, and bombard
And flip this shit, like fruit of the Gods
They say we got the animal mentality
Show 'em the raw reality if you real you ain't mad at me
But if you is, so the fuck what?
Me and my peeps, came to claim, the brown man's cut
Which was really ours, this the hour
Better do what I do, fuck those nuclear powers
They're beat, we gotta form our own crop
Dominate, infiltrate and feel great 'til it burns down
And when it burns, it's goin' up in blazes
We at it go, where it shoulda fuckin' been
Since the dark ages
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
I have a dream, that I must reveal
So I pinch myself to make sure it's real
First we gotta destroy and then rebuild
Even if it mean that I'ma get myself killed
Don't make me no difference, I done wrote my will
And talk about, what they did to us is dumb
What we need to be talkin' 'bout, is what we gonna do to them
I can be dangerous, the last thing I do
When I start speaking in tongues the Holy Ghost couldn't save you
So do you want answers?
Yeah I want answers, I want the truth
You want the truth? You couldn't handle the truth
'Cause they got our brains washed, so we the minority
But when we kill them off we're gonna be the majority
Preach on
See I was raised to fight for what I believe in
I won't forget, can't forget, I'm tryin' to get even
And if nobody speak up, then I'll lead my people
'Cause two wrongs don't make it right, but it damn sure make us equal
I'm incitin' riots, so let's start the lootin'
And whoever enforce the laws I guess we'll just got to shoot them
'Cause in this revolution I loathe my enemy
I'm agnostic plus I got no identity
So lovers of life don't keep your hopes up high
Why?
'Cause it's just a matter of time before it's your turn to die
But until then, when you stop breathin'
It's time to stand up and fight for what you believe in
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even
Two wrongs don't make it right but it damn sure make us even

"Is this on?"
"Gather round my wealthy friends
And endure the horrifying sights
Only your worst nightmares can produce
Actual human beings of a deformed nature
Come at once
And come and enduldge yourself
In our own twisted amusement of
Another's misfortune
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
Enter our three ring show of freaks"
Ring one, a dung a dung dung
My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue
To the desk in school then I run down the hall
Scaring the shit out of all y'all bitches
Which is why you don't invite mine to your parties
Just cause I don't look like everybody
I guess they're bunch of richboys, bitchboys
Scary, bula!
And what's the big deal about my neck
Just because now and then I like to let it stretch
Up a couple feet to get a better sight
Is that any reason to scream and run in fright
No, so, now how ya gonna act?
So what if I got another arm growing out of my back
I guess I'm just another freak show thing
And now they got me in the three ri-ii-ii-ing
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
Ring two, how do you do?
I'm Shaggy 2 Dope, chicken-faced bitch, who?
You don't try to front ho
Try to play me out just cause I'm running with the sideshow
Or maybe it's the leg growing out my neck
But don't jet baby, heh, not yet
I'm popping in like a pound of lead
Black n blue, his next roll and drop me on my head
Oh shit, I knew I had to fuck up my circuits
'cause when I was two my momma left me at the circus
Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows
Like bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man crow
But then I escaped to the ghetto zone
Started a crew of my own, motherfucker, I'm not alone
So don't be stickin your finger in my face stank
Or your stomach might receive a shank from the...
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
"I certainly hope your enjoy yourselves
Here at our three ring exhibit
But to be honest I really don't see
What's so fucking funny about it
These fucking people are real!"
Ring three, the ICP
Look if you want but I wouldn't lay a hand on me
That's how you get fucked up
We'll squeeze your windpipe shut
Yo, I'm a nerd word, I drink from the bird
Have Snake woman kick my love to the curb
She busted into my tent, now I'm fucked
Had the fat bearded lady in the buck, uh
Fuck that, bitch, suck that
I was born with a wang but I never had a nut sac
Just two balls hanging with no protection so
I move real careful and slow
You can call me a weirdo, call me a freak
Call me Don Knots 'cause I'm getting on it every week, uh
So come see the carnival and threw me your change, bitch
I chill with the three rings
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
"Well, that's it
I hope you're satisfied
I hope you had a good time
You fucking heartless bastards
You saw what you wanted
So grab your fucking kids
And that fat flop of shit wife of yours
And get the fuck out of our circus tent
You cold-hearted sons of bitches
You think they look fucked up
Just wait till I kick your
Fucking lips in a couple times
You'll be sittin up here like a bitch
And we'll laughing at your folded ass
They'll call you lumpy
After I done put knots
All over your fuckin forehead
Yeah, hey, hey little boy, come here
How'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot
You fucking little bitch
Come here, I'll shove that
Fucking corn dog up your ass
Get the fuck out of here
Show's fucking over
Get the fuck out of here

Learn to live with decisions that you made
I learned things from the break that I can't forget
Catch you doing drive-bys at 1 AM
It must kill you to know that we can't be friends
End of the summer you cut me off
I cut you out of the pictures I have
Stop calling my house
Living room
Answering machine turned off
Ten rings 'til I pick up
And you hang up
You made your bed to lie in with someone else
Guess you better watch what you wish for
There's nothing left to say
I won't answer the phone
Your obsession is starting to lose it's charm
Nothing left to say
I won't answer the phone
We're over and done

Ring, ring, telephone rings
Somebody said
Baby, whatcha doing
I been wondering where you been
Now and then
I think about you and me
No use fighting bout
Things we can't recall
It don't matter now at all
Just come on home
Baby, we'll laugh and sing
We'll make love
We'll let the telephone ring
Ring, ring, doorbell ring
Baby, come on in
Got James Taylor on the stereo
I'm glad you've come around
I've been feeling down
Just talking to Tony and Mario
You know they make
Good conversation
Still it ain't no consolation
Cause I got love
Baby, I'll give you some
And if somebody comes
We'll let the doorbell ring
Said ring, ring, golden ring
Around the sun
Around your pretty finger
Ring, ring, voices ring
With a happy tune
Anybody can be a singer
The sun come up across the city
I swear you never looked
So doggone pretty
Hand in hand
We'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man
Let the wedding bells ring
Oh, oh, hand in hand
We'll stand upon the sand
With the preacher man
Let the wedding bells ring