The Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) is a civilian intelligence agency of the United States government. It is an executive agency and reports directly to the Director of National Intelligence, with responsibility for providing national security intelligence assessment to senior United States policymakers. Intelligence gathering is performed by non-military commissioned civilian intelligence agents, many of whom are trained to avoid tactical situations. The CIA also oversees and sometimes engages in tactical and covert activities at the request of the President of the United States. Often, when such field operations are organized, the US military or other warfare tacticians carry these tactical operations out on behalf of the agency while the CIA oversees them. Although intelligence-gathering is the agency's main agenda, tactical divisions were established in the agency to carry out emergency field operations that require immediate suppression or dismantling of a threat or weapon. The CIA is often used for intelligence-gathering instead of the U.S military to avoid a declaration of war.
Lindsay Moran (born 18 December 1969) is a former clandestine officer for the Central Intelligence Agency. She is a freelance writer whose articles have appeared in The New York Times, The Washington Post, and USA Today. In 2005 she published her memoir Blowing My Cover, My Life As A Spy, in which she wrote about her experiences as a case officer from 1998 to 2003.
Lindsay Moran had an interest in everything espionage related from her early years on. Her childhood fantasies were fueled by spy novels, especially "Harriet the Spy" and James Bond series and she dreamed of growing up to join the CIA. When she was a child, she often conducted surveillance on the neighbors or communicated with friends through secret codes. A member of Montgomery Blair High School's graduating class of 1987, she was voted "Most Intellectual," "Wittiest" and "Most Likely to Succeed" by her classmates. Moran used to be a staff writer and editor-in-chief of Silver Chips, where she wrote a series of articles on serious issues like teenage abortion and Vietnam refugees as well as lighter topics like shopping mall Santa Clauses. After high school, she attended Harvard College majoring in English.
V. James Bamford (born September 15, 1946) is an American bestselling author and journalist widely noted for his writing about United States intelligence agencies, especially the National Security Agency.
He was born on September 15, 1946 and raised in Natick, Massachusetts. He spent three years in the United States Navy as an intelligence analyst during the Vietnam War, and used the GI Bill to earn his law degree from Suffolk University Law School in Boston, Massachusetts.
James Bamford is an expert on the highly secretive National Security Agency. His recent book, The Shadow Factory: The Ultra-Secret NSA From 9/11 to The Eavesdropping on America, on which NOVA's "The Spy Factory" was based became a New York Times best-seller and was named by The Washington Post as one of "The Best Books of 2008." It is third in a trilogy by Bamford on the NSA, following The Puzzle Palace (1982) and Body of Secrets (2002), also a New York Times bestseller. Bamford has also taught at the University of California, Berkeley as a distinguished visiting professor and has written for the New York Times Magazine, the Atlantic, Harpers, and many other publications. In 2006, he won the National Magazine Award for Reporting for his piece "The Man Who Sold The War," published in Rolling Stone.
Aline Barros Kistenmacker dos Santos (Rio de Janeiro, October 7, 1976), better known as Aline Barros is a gospel music singer, songwriter, presenter and manager in Brazil, winning 11 Trofeu Talento, five Latin Grammy, a Dove Awards and a Brazilian International Press Award. It is also evangelical pastor the Comunidade Evangélica Internacional da Zona Sul, the Flamengo neighborhood, the South Zone of Rio de Janeiro.
Aline Barros is a reference name and expression in the gospel segment. The gospel singer was the first in Brazil to win the Latin Grammy in 2004 and has been nominated for five consecutive times was also winning in 2006, 2007 and 2011. At age 35, Aline has 20 years of career with 23 albums, including four in Spanish, in Portuguese five for children and one in Spanish, seven career and some collections as well as eleven DVDs. Mixing pop, and rock & Prase and Worship, the singer attracts children, youth and adults with modern rhythms and Christian messages in context.
Her career has been characterized by pioneering spirit in the secular media. Aline has been invited to participate in major television shows (Carla Perez, Eliana, Faustão, Gilberto Barros, Hebe Camargo, Luciana Gimenez, Netinho de Paula, Raul Gil, Xuxa, Sem Censura, Ritmo Brasil, Manhã Maior, Show da Virada, Programa do Jô,...) as well as interviews from reputable newspapers, magazines and also the first major gospel singer to attend the event Criança Esperança, Rede Globo and SBT Teleton. Her ministry has extended throughout Central and North America, with awards and recognition. Aline was also the second gospel singer to have a song on a novel. The music CD again O Poder do Teu Amor was chosen as the theme of the primetime soap opera Duas Caras of Rede Globo in 2007. Today she is regarded by the mainstream media one of the greatest Brazilian singers, with approximately six million records sold.
Plot
LOVERS & STRANGERS is an electrifying thriller that both frightens, overwhelms and gratifies the viewer to the point of no return then back again. What begins as a romantic drama set in a tropical paradise, slowly unravels into a modern tale of crime, betrayal, lust and greed. When duplicate lover's choose to be strangers the result is unforgettable.
Three couples, caught in web of entrapment leading to an obsession of vanity, jealousy greed and murder.
Risk your security. Experience deception. Uphold jealousy.
Plot
Evelyn Salt is a CIA agent and highly respected by all, including her boss, Ted Winter. Out of the blue, a Russian spy walks into their offices and offers a vital piece of information: the President of Russia will be assassinated during his forthcoming visit to New York City to attend the funeral of the recently deceased U.S. Vice President. The name of the assassin: Evelyn Salt. Concerned about the safety of her husband, who she cannot contact, she goes on the run. Winter refuses to accept that she is a mole or a double agent but her actions begin to raise doubts. Just who is Evelyn Salt and what is she planning?
Keywords: 1970s, abandoned-ship, action-heroine, airplane, ak-47, ambulance, american-flag, anti-hero, apartment, arachnologist
Who is Salt?
Salt Kills.
Don't Trust Salt.
Salt Must Die.
Salt Will Not Be Stopped
Evelyn Salt: What is your name?::Vassily Orlov: My name is Vassily Orlov. Today, a Russian agent will travel to New York city to kill the President. This agent is KA-12.::Evelyn Salt: The KA program is a myth.::Vassily Orlov: Don't you want to know the name?::Evelyn Salt: You're good. You can tell the rest of your story to one of my colleagues.::Vassily Orlov: Salt.::Evelyn Salt: Yes?::Vassily Orlov: The name of the agent is Evelyn Salt.::Evelyn Salt: My name is Evelyn Salt.::Vassily Orlov: Then you are a Russian spy.
Ted Winter: Look, Ev, try to stay calm.::Evelyn Salt: I'm not a goddamn Russian spy.::Ted Winter: I didn't say you were. Let's go to my office, we can sort this out.::Peabody: No, no. We gotta go to a secure location. Now.::Ted Winter: All right. Doesn't get any more secure than this. Ev? Five minutes.::Evelyn Salt: Call Protective Services, find Mike.::Ted Winter: I will.::Evelyn Salt: This is bullshit.
Peabody: Hey. Why'd you kill him?::Evelyn Salt: Because somebody had to.::Peabody: [punches her hard]::Peabody: [to everyone else] What?::Evelyn Salt: By this, I take it you think everybody is who they say they are.
Peabody: She had the drop on me Ted. Why didn't she shoot?
[first lines]::Evelyn Salt: [being dragged out and tied down] Please let me go home. Please, I'm not who you think I am. I'm really not who you think I am. Please. Please, I'm not a spy.::Interrogation Tech: You are a spy!::Evelyn Salt: I'm not a spy. Please let me go home.::Interrogation Tech: Try again.::Evelyn Salt: I am not a spy! I am a business woman. I work for Rink Petroleum and Gas. Please call them. I work for Rink Petroleum!::Interrogation Tech: You are here to sabotage our nuclear ambitions. Yes?::Evelyn Salt: [water tube being forced into her mouth] I am not a spy! I am not a spy!
Ted Winter: [rattled by underling] "Sir"? Do I look like a "sir" to you?::Evelyn Salt: From head to toe. I'm surprised he didn't call you "Your Majesty".::Ted Winter: I like the ring of that. I think I'd prefer "Your Majesty".
Evelyn Salt: Do you have homework?::Salt's Young Neighbor: Algebra.::Evelyn Salt: I hate math.
Peabody: I'd say she's a trained goddamn liar, and everything she's said up until now has been to protect her cover.::Ted Winter: Why don't you tell me how you really feel about it.
Shnaider: [setting off security wand] Shrapnel. A Serbian landmine. They've spent more time looking at it than the doctor did.
Peabody: How many more like you are there?::Evelyn Salt: Like me? None. Like him? More than you or I can handle alone.
An Unlikely Hero in a Chaotic World
Narrator: [Opening narration to Repo Chick] In the last years of the Cold War, the former Soviet Union developed a new weapon of mass destruction. Harnessing the awesome power of the Earth's own gravity, these GD-34 GROWLER bombs were smaller and more destructive than any battlefield munition previously deployed. In the late 20th century, the largest repossession company was GMAC, General Motors Acceptance Corporation. With the deregulation of the banks, GMAC and other less scrupulous companies were able to sell mortgages to poor people who couldn't possibly afford them. As the economy collapsed, repossession corrections became the United States' only non-military growth industries. Meanwhile, six GROWLERS remained unaccounted for.
Opening placard: [Opening placard] The story you are about to see is true... Only the dimensions have been changed... To protect the innocent.
Aunt de la Chasse: Since our last meeting, Pixxi, you have been arrested how many times?::Aldrich De La Chasse: Well, it's been eighteen, hasn't it? Eighteen times.::Repo Chick: Come on, pops, you know how it is. It's those fucking Beverly Hills cops. They be lying at my probation hearing, they be lying wait outside our gate.
Grandma De La Chasse: Holding up with strangers!::Aldrich De La Chasse: Hookups, mother. They call it "hooking up." Hookups.::Grandma De La Chasse: That's right.::Repo Chick: Oh, grandma, those are lies. I knew all five of those boys.
Grandma De La Chasse: Yes, get a job or you'll be disinherited.
Repo Chick: Why did you pick up the phone if it's the wrong number, asshole?
Lawyer: But the law says...::Sixsixsix: The law can go suck my ass. Right, Pixxi?::Repo Chick: Alright 666, take it easy. Let's hear what the jerk has to say and then if we don't like it, we'll just throw him down the stairs.
Lawyer: [to Pixxi] You're an adult. Yes. Over eighteen, twenty one presumably?::Sixsixsix: Don't go there.
Lawyer: When your family said that you were disinherited, did they offer up any sort of deal, a resolution to be un-disinherited?::Repo Chick: [unintelligible]... job.::Lawyer: I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.::Repo Chick: [Emotional] They told me to get a job!::Sixsixsix: [to lawyer] You bastard!
Sixsixsix: [to the tow truck driver] Hey! Hey! Hey! Frankenfuck! What the hell you think you're doing?
Plot
First day on the job publicist Mark Clock has the assignment of a lifetime; to pick up A list Brad Beau Hodges (modeled after Brad Pitt) and while avoiding paparazzi, safely escort the celebrity to his own surprise birthday party in Malibu. The mission goes sour when Brad accidentally drinks a coke containing roach repellent at a Nuclear Power Plant located in Sun Valley, Ca. Bear (modeled after Kid Rock / power plant supervisor) suggests taking Brad to the nearest supermarket and purchase a laxative as an antidote for relieving Brad from his Planet of the Apes hallucinations caused by the poisoned soda. The two elect to stop at Mark's psychiatrist before the supermarket run. Dr. Rosenblum a psychiatrist who takes control of the situation by choosing to be the designated driver; only Rosenblum has his own plans and appoints to drive to the city of Compton to aid his crack addiction. In the heat of panic, Mark is accompanied with a strange entourage including a Pimp from the ghetto. The entourage escorts the delusional Brad to his surprise birthday party in Malibu. The real heat is laid on Mark when his psychiatrist lures a young make up artist named Fancy "24""Felicity" into a bedroom for sex and drugs. The makeup artist overdoses and now Mark's bizarre crew lead by Toto "Big Fish", "House of a Thousand Corpses" are on a mission to bury Fancy in the Barstow Desert. After the burial one of the most Bizarre situations ever captured in a motion picture will go down.
Keywords: character-name-in-title, independent-film, publicist
Rule The Duke
Toto: I'm not the Hulk, Mark, I'm an angry giant man.
Plot
A struggling actor is dumped by his girlfriend on his 40th birthday and decides to kill himself. He turns on the gas and calls everyone in his life he has ever wanted to tell off. But he's failed to pay his gas bill. Soon he's pursued by a number of people who would be happy to see him dead.
Keywords: independent-film, three-word-title
Plot
It all started when a bunch of commandos (including Jackie of course) kidnapped three scientist who were studying very powerful meteorite fragments. The mission was a success - until one of their superiors double crossed them. The commandos were then killed in a chopper crash, except Jackie who fell out of the chopper. After that, Jackie was picked up by a a tribe of South African Indians, who then asked him his name. Sadly, Jackie had lost his memory and shouted 'Who Am I?!' which led the Indians to think that it was his name. So he started learning their cultures and customs, while also trying to pick up their language. Later, he started having memories of things that happened before the crash, and he decided to leave the Indians in search for his identity...
Keywords: action-hero, ambush, amnesia, arrest, beretta, bloopers-during-credits, brawl, car-chase, central-intelligence-agency, chase
Fight now. Ask questions later.
Who Am I?: My father also told me to be kind to nature.::[destroys the disk containing the formula of the meteorite info]
Who Am I?: I may have amnesia, but I'm not stupid!
[repeated line]::Morgan: Trust no-one!
Morgan's hitman: You've got two choices. Give us the disk and jump off.::Morgan's Hitman: Or number two, we take the disk and throw you off.::Who Am I?: I like the third choice: I keep the disk, and I throw you both off.
Morgan's hitman: Game's over, let's finish him!
Morgan: [answering the phone] Who is it?::Who Am I?: No, it's Who am I?
Christine Stark: What did you do with the disc?::Who Am I?: My father also told me, "respect nature" [throws the disc over the bridge] I dropped it somewhere.
Who Am I?: Who Am I?
Who Am I?: The children thank you.
Who Am I?: Why do you want to destroy life, when you can make it better?
Plot
It all started when a bunch of commandos (including Jackie of course) kidnapped three scientist who were studying very powerful meteorite fragments. The mission was a success - until one of their superiors double crossed them. The commandos were then killed in a chopper crash, except Jackie who fell out of the chopper. After that, Jackie was picked up by a a tribe of South African Indians, who then asked him his name. Sadly, Jackie had lost his memory and shouted 'Who Am I?!' which led the Indians to think that it was his name. So he started learning their cultures and customs, while also trying to pick up their language. Later, he started having memories of things that happened before the crash, and he decided to leave the Indians in search for his identity...
Keywords: action-hero, ambush, amnesia, arrest, beretta, bloopers-during-credits, brawl, car-chase, central-intelligence-agency, chase
Fight now. Ask questions later.
Who Am I?: My father also told me to be kind to nature.::[destroys the disk containing the formula of the meteorite info]
Who Am I?: I may have amnesia, but I'm not stupid!
[repeated line]::Morgan: Trust no-one!
Morgan's hitman: You've got two choices. Give us the disk and jump off.::Morgan's Hitman: Or number two, we take the disk and throw you off.::Who Am I?: I like the third choice: I keep the disk, and I throw you both off.
Morgan's hitman: Game's over, let's finish him!
Morgan: [answering the phone] Who is it?::Who Am I?: No, it's Who am I?
Christine Stark: What did you do with the disc?::Who Am I?: My father also told me, "respect nature" [throws the disc over the bridge] I dropped it somewhere.
Who Am I?: Who Am I?
Who Am I?: The children thank you.
Who Am I?: Why do you want to destroy life, when you can make it better?
Plot
Fact-based story of undercover DEA agent Enrique "Kiki" Camarena who, while stationed in Guadalajara, uncovered a massive marijuana operation in Northern Mexico that led to his death and a remarkable investigation of corruption within the Mexican government.
Keywords: based-on-novel, tv-mini-series
His Death Ignited A War America Can't Win.
A chilling tale of modern day vampires, set loose on a city, free to kill at will!
You won't believe what I'm after,
I play this game for keeps.
Lot's of blood, and disaster,
I'll drop you down on your knees.
I (?) so called religion,
The right to do as you please.
If they should hold me for ransom,
Honey, destroy my tapes as you leave.
I've got a license to murder,
will die.
work for United Countries,
don't even ask me why.
regrets baby,
You see me on the T.V.
The politicians I protect,
Are filled with hate and disease.
We're fighting in the streets,
So you can feel at ease.
We're fighting for our lives,
In order to survive.
I'm in the C.I.A.!
around like a stallion,
think I'm too cool.
lot's of money and action,
I don't get fooled.
mistakes
my magnum
worry at all
Pack up what you own and you dial up who you can phone
And you save up all your pennies
And we hope, but oh, is there any?
And we wonder oh, how can he put you out tonight?
Go back in your mind twenty years in time
And we'll go walking through your garden
See the trees you planted in your yard then
All your work, it didn't seem so hard then, but it's hard tonight
Five years further on, from the stage it looked like we'd won
But how many of those who heard you play
Have gone their insouciant ways?
And the streets run bloody to this day and to your house tonight
And we, still so touched, can we offer you that much?
More than those who you fought and who've left you with naught?
And who lied to you, they've lied to you
They've lied to you, lied to you, lied to you, lied to you, but this you always knew
So pack up your bulls and smalls and we'll tack up your paintings on our walls
And we'll write down all our songs then
And we'll right up all our wrongs then
Ma ma mama don't look now,
There's red bus coming up along.
I might recommend that when the protests are over,
You will not expect to be so well.
When the capital is crowded with effigies,
And they might do you in if you don't know your country.
Don't you ever let us down C.I.A.
I know you'll never let us down C.I.A.,
As you sit on the crowd and keep them workin',
And say again.
Ma ma mama don't you see?
'Cause it's just one of them lonely days,
When we say how we fear that the last fence has fallen.
You will not expect to be so welcome to life of a foreign national,
Where are the Americans
Now that they fractured your country?
Don't you ever let us down C.I.A.
I know you'll never let us down C.I.A.,
As you sit and call in sick your empire needs protecting.
Since they fractured your country?
Don't you ever let us down C.I.A.
I know you'll never let us down C.I.A.,
As you sit and call in sick your empire needs protecting.
Your empire needs protecting.
(The names have been changed to protect the innocent)
[ Dr. Dre ]
Ah yeah
Right about now C.I.A. is in effect
My name is Dr. Dre their producer
And we gon' cold get retarted
A little somethin like this
[ Kid Dee ]
All the guys act eerie (why?) I don't know
Cause I am Darryl (but I'm not Joe)
[ Ice Cube ]
Posse 1 to the mic, Ice Cube (that's you)
[ Kid Dee ]
(Kid Dee) that's me, I'm Posse 2
[ Ice Cube ]
Sir Jinx is without a doubt Posse 3
3rd to the cut, boy, evidently
[ Kid Dee ]
Funky fresh, freshly-funky Kid Dee is coldly-coolin
And my boys, we bust out on the west cause I am rulin it
Schoolin it, boy, and you don't want none
Much like a 808 because my bass hums
[ Ice Cube ]
I am ill gettin iller, Ice Cube is illustratin it
A brand new cut, keep the b-boys hatin it
Don't get paid, but that's alright
I got the riches of a king when I hold the mic
[ Kid Dee ]
Ill-legal gettin busy, a strong black villain
Ice Cube (Sir Jinx) Kid Dee (what - chillin)
Yeah
(West Coast style)
(The names have been changed to protect the innocent)
(Word)
[ Ice Cube ]
Now Ice Cube's gettin busy, my girls are dizzy
Always on the scene with the schoolyard skizzy
Posse 2 playin, def rhyme-sayin
And at the Snooty Fox is where I'm stayin
[ Kid Dee ]
????????, pizza man-jacking
Always in a daze and my mouth keeps yapping
Crenshaw dweller, mix tape seller
Cute with the loot plus I'm a fresh fella
[ Ice Cube ]
G-g-g-girlie abuser, 8Ball user
I hold the title of the Crenshaw cruiser
Bark like a beagle, word's ill-legal
Fuck Boy [edited] and drive-by Seagal
[ Kid Dee ]
Kool-Aid I guzzle which makes me puzzled
Moms on my tip, bought her a new muzzle
Ugly girls shakin, miniskirt-takin
Ice Cube (oh yeah) Kid Dee's money-makin
(Hold it)
(Go) (go) (go) (go) (go)
(L.A. is the place)
(Ah yeah)
(4 and) (3 and) (2 and) (1) (what up)--> Beastie Boys
[ Ice Cube ]
Had the girlies here early morning, all of them fine
Pushing and shoving, wasn't even in line
Out here to see me do my thing
Car stopped, door opened, out steps the king
Buggin and sluggin, to wreck the car
You know why, Kid Dee, cause I'm a rap star
Girl kissed my hand and fell to her knees
Said, "Hold it everybody, no autographs please"
[ Kid Dee ]
Well me I'm Kid Dee, I stepped out next
I don't smoke but I'm down for music and sex
I'm the big star and it ain't no thing
Let facts be facts, I'm down with the king
Tryin not lyin, I keep my profile low
And wouldn't you know they still ripped my clothes
Knocked me off my feet, right on my seat
Girls caused a riot, bodyguards got beat
(Is that right?)
[ Sir Jinx ]
Now Jinx was last to hit the party
Girls was touchin all on my body
Suckin and grabbin, ripped and torn
The crew was bonin out to the backstage door
Females went nuts, pinchin my butt
Funky fresh Filas kicked the door shut
Huffin and puffin cause we ran far
[ all ]
So we rushed the dressing room with the biggest star
Ill-legal, y'all
(West Coast style)--> C.I.A.
(Raised in L.A.)--> Ice-T
(From L.A.)
(The names have been changed to protect the innocent)
(Word)
[ Kid Dee ]
He is so conceited but he don't show it
[ Ice Cube ]
Who me Ice Cube? (Word up) You know it
Broke my leg and I had to hobble
Still did the wop, still quick to squabble
[ Kid Dee ]
Well, I'm jammin not slammin, don't give a goddamn and
When I go out to eat it's caviar not salmon
(Why not?) Cause it's in stereo
[ both ]
And when we perform, here's how it goes
[ Ice Cube ]
Now Jinx's out first, cause that's our style
But when my Filas hit the stage, the crowd went wild
Jinx cuts the beat cause he's the band
I grab the microphone and I throw the mic stand
[ Kid Dee ]
I threw my hands high cause I need to be seen
I go second to the mic cause that's the routine
I introduced him and he'd do it for me
Yo, that's Ice Cube (and that's Kid Dee)
I think about you babe at times when I'm alone
I think about you babe is it time yet to come home
But I can't stop this pain that's locked in my heart
The feeling is strong when we're miles apart
One thing that's hard for me to see
Samantha my love why aren't you next to me
I dream about you babe when I'm waiting for your call
I dream about you babe when I hear the raindrops fall
My life was empty till I met you and please
Understand I'll always be there for you on thing thats
hard for me to see
Some people never change they have themselves
To blame can't see the writing on the walls
Thy kingdome come thy will be done into hell
They're gonna fall
NATAS
NATAS
NATAS
NATAS
You must be blind take a look around you
Sins all you'll find world full of greed
Is there a heaven is there a hell
Is there a God where does he dwell
Does he need money evangelistic deeds
Where goes the profit the pocket of greed
NATAS
NATAS
NATAS
NATAS
You must be blind take a look around you
Sins all you'll find world full of greed
You must be blind take a look around you
Optimistic
Self expectant
Faith, hope, enthusiasm
Incentive praise
Self direction
Opportunity knocks
You take control
Enjoy the view
You climb the mountain
Rich or poor
You can do it
Mind over matter
Think positive
Mind over matter
It's fight or flight
Pessimistic
Fears and worries
Mental depression
No motivation
Tunnel vision
Build anxiety
Health irritation
Workman's compensation
Mind over matter
Think positive
Mind over matter
It's fight or flight
Sea of tranquil
Pale and lifeless
Coral polyps
Inside reef Subject to surge
Of tide and power
Bright and vibrant
And full of life
Mind over matter
Think positive
Mind over matter
My refrigerator's empty my car is out of gas
Got nothing in my savings got taxes up the ass
Work sun to sun all day sometimes even more
For very little pay a fact I can't Ignore
In the red
In the red
In the red
In the red
Bills are overdue charging this and that
Need a pair of shoes tire's got a flat
On the phone to china at least ten times a day
The check is in the mail my hair is turning grey
In the red
In the red
In the red
In the red
Need the music loud need the music fast
Need the music heavy top forty I will pass
Don't like Cinderella White Lion Bon Jovi
Up in the sky another routine flight
JFK New York-bound
Landing in London a minor stop
To refuel and check while on ground
The phone call a nightmare to those who observe
But to them it would be their own fate
A crew with a choice passengers with no voice
And for them it's all and all too late
Flight 103
Flight 103
A tragedy to all but to immediate families
A nightmare of horror and pain
Bodies sent back in boxes of pine
Some of them with the wrong name
Who is responsible who'd do such a thing
Another political war
High explosives in a plastic container
A warning they chose to ignore
Flight 103
Flight 103
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young girl calling
Michael, they have taken you away
For you stole Trevelyn's corn
So the young might see the morn
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay
Low lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to
sing
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary when you're free
Against the famine and the Crown
I rebelled, they cut me down
Now you must raise our child with dignity
Low lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to
sing
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry
By a lonely harbor wall
She watched the last star falling
As that prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry
It's so lonely 'round the fields of Athenry
Low lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to
sing
L.A. gangs violence in mobs
Crime on the streets three times been robbed
Organizations bombs everywhere
Big corporations destroying the air
Violence out in the street
Corruption in front of my face
Pollution out of control
The human race extinction
Nuclear weapons no limitation
Virus of AIDS no vaccination
Three mile island a blown reactor
Chernobyl power plant man made disaster
Violence out in the street
Corruption in front of my face
Pollution out of control
The human race extinction
Ozone layer eroding fast
Water of oil forests won't last
Destroy the planet better think twice
With nature you pay the price
Violence out in the street
Corruption in front of my face
Pollution out of control
The human race extinction
Violence out in the street
Corruption in front of my face
Pollution out of control
Sun is going down
Will soon be getting dark
The spirits will be raising
Mischief throughout the park
Buried alive
Buried alive
Running through the graveyard
No time to retreat
Got you by the throat AARGGHH
Knock you down to your feet
Buried alive
Buried alive
Six feet under
You're losing your breath
Suffocation
An agonizing death
Will he come up to get you
Will he dig you out
You open up the curtain
Oh, my god!
Buried alive
Orrrgggghh!
Touch and go situation universal dream
Major malfunction witnessed by a million eyes
Faulty apparatus split apart at the seams
Massive explosion engulfing seven lives
N.A.S.A.
N.A.S.A.
A nation in anguish, a country in despair
Empathy for loved ones and those who lost their lives
Voluntary sorrow within a breath of air
Suicidal countdown not one of them survived
N.A.S.A.
N.A.S.A.
N.A.S.A.
N.A.S.A.
Krista McAuliffe life ending tragically
Teaching little minds you will no more
Famous for a moment Life and Time magazine
Short time later it'll all be ignored
N.A.S.A.
N.A.S.A.
N.A.S.A.
Tell me what's happening I haven't a clue
My life is a nightmare but what can I do
I come off the road all I need is some time
Some time to work some time to play
Some time to just get away
I don't mean to sound mad but times like these are bad
I'll turn to stone
A life alone
I'll turn to stone
You're after my money you're after my time
I'm losing my patience so don't even try
You know me, you say your my friend
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic on di 3 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic before 2 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic before 3 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic before 2 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Posse's gettin big)
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse's gettin bigger)--> Mike Diamond
[ Ice Cube ]
Ice Cube in effect and I'm the posse leader
Love my woofer and hate my tweeter
Rap, don't sing, and groupies do flock
Gold rings and things keep the girlies on my jock
[ Kid Dee ]
Posse 2 Kid Dee is cunning
It's all about girls and making cash money
(Crenshaw) Crenshaw is where I chill
Never ever sick but always ill (ill)
[ Sir Jinx ]
Sir Jinx, no debatin
Beats I cut keep the woofers vibratin
3rd to the cut, but that's alright
Cause C.I.A. is on the mic
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Posse's gettin big)
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse's gettin bigger)
[ Ice Cube ]
Females on my tip and it ain't funny
(Why?) I don't know, probably cause I got money
Don't want me, just want my riches
Things like that keep stitches on my britches
[ Kid Dee ]
I wear all 501's
Many wear Adidas, but I have none
Filas, I'm coolin, girls are droolin
Rulin all classes cause I am schoolin
[ Sir Jinx ]
Yes boy, and I am with it
Reachin for the crown and I damn sho' get it
Be the king, rap, don't sing
And when I come around here's who I bring
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse's gettin bigger)
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Jealous posses on my tip)--> King Adrock
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic before 3 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic before 2 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
[ Ice Cube ]
(My) posse on the move with fly girls
Fresh Fila gear and my hair in curls
Would get a motel but I'm too cheap
About to let her have it in the backseat
Chick's gettin ill and I assume
This girl won't go to the motel room
Me in the backseat turned up the sound
But my man K-Dee nowhere to be found
[ Kid Dee ]
Skeezer poppin drag and it ain't no joke
If I had to pay attention she'd wind up broke
Talkin quite dirty and that's the clue
Started kissin and huggin on Posse 2 (2)
Headed for the skirt, had to admit it
Willin not illin, she was damn sho' with it
Whispered in my ear, talkin that sex
Hurry up in the back, homeboy, I'm next
[ Sir Jinx ]
Jinx teed off cause my girl's no fun
I'm the only one that's on a dry run
She had a beef, I had a gripe
[ Ice Cube ]
But I heard different, she's not that type
[ Sir Jinx ]
I dissed her and dismissed her, threw her out of the place
Start poppin that trash, threw my hand in her face
Grabbed another girl who loved the posse
Headed to the Fox and the rest's history
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse's gettin bigger)
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Jealous posses on my tip)
(Posse's) (posse's) (posse's gettin big)
(Posse's) (posse's) (posse's gettin big)
(Posse's gettin big and my posse's gettin bigger)
[ Ice Cube ]
Posse 1 Ice Cube and I'm the ace
[ Kid Dee ]
Posse 2 roll the deuce, Kid Dee's in the place
[ Sir Jinx ]
Sir Jinx in the back and I'm the trey
[ Ice Cube ]
I talk more crap and down with Dre
[ Kid Dee ]
(The Wreckin' Crew) is with it, hip to get busy
[ Sir Jinx ]
Eazy-E, Ron De Vu keep chasin those skizzies
[ Ice Cube ]
[Names] just make that noise
[ Sir Jinx ]
This rhyme is dedicated to the Vick Boys
[ Ice Cube ]
To all the girls out there wanna get in our face
[ Kid Dee ]
To the Crenshaw cruisers, keep pumpin that bass
[ Sir Jinx ]
And to any rap team, if you wanna be king
[ Ice Cube ]
You must stand in line if you know what I mean
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse's gettin bigger)
[ all ]My posse
[ all ]My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Jealous posses on my tip)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]Seize di mic before 3 (right)
[ all ]My posse
[ Cube ]On di mic before 2 (right)
Hey yo Dre
Kick in the bass
Losers in the millions
Egg headed and bald
Discovered Hong Kong movies
Now comics are getting old
The C.I.A. are modern day freaks
Putting on a show in front of me
Prized possession is a red dwarf shirt
(Whoa, Ooooh, Whoa, Ooooh)
A sense of danger, there's violence in the air,
Young thieves in operation, these streets belong to
them
So beware.
(Whoa, Ooooh)
Nothing is sacred, there's nothing you can hide.
Your underneath the radar, every time you step outside.
You have no rights to deny or decide.
But they're always watching me!
CIA, they got you covered like the CIA,
and I ain't got no time for mistakes,
they're watching every move I make.
CIA, is it to protect or investigate?
They're watching like the CIA.
(Aie)
(Whoa, Ooooh, Whoa, Ooooh)
Can't go about my business, I feel too paranoid.
I wanna get up and get out, and get on with it.
Doin' all I can to avoid.
(Whoa, Ooooh)
They've got you numbered, they've got you in their
sights.
Your every move is monitored, don't even think of
stepping out of line.
You have no rights to decide or deny.
But they're always watching me!
CIA, they got you covered like the CIA,
and I ain't got no time for mistakes,
They're watching every move I make
CIA, is it to protect or investigate?
They're watching like the CIA.
(solo)
I'm sensing danger, (hey) there's violence in the air,
Secret operation,(hey) these streets belong to them
Don't you try and hide, (hey) you'll only make it worse
If you can't beat them, (hey) you're better off to join
Come on, grab your boots and step outside
Soon enough you'll realise what it means to be alive
(Ahhhhh)
But they're always watching me!
But they're always watching me!
CIA, they got you covered like the CIA,
and I ain't got no time for mistakes,
They're watching every move I make
CIA, they got you covered like the CIA,
and I ain't got no time for mistakes,
They're watching every move I make
(Whoa, Ooooh, Whoa, Ooooh)
(Whoa, Ooooh, Whoa, Ooooh)