Independent or The Independents may refer to:
Schools that are not members of an NCAA or NAIA athletic conference, including:
Torrence Hatch (born November 14, 1982), better known by his stage name Lil Boosie, is an American rapper from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Hatch was bestowed the nickname Boosie by his family, and he was raised in southside Baton Rouge. He is currently serving time in the Louisiana State Penitentiary (Angola); Hatch was sentenced to eight years after pleading guilty to drug charges.
Hatch grew up in a poor neighborhood of Baton Rouge, and his father was absent from his childhood. He played basketball while attending high school but was expelled for drugs, so Hatch decided to become a rapper. He worked with rapper C-Loc and his group Concentration Camp and made his debut on C-Loc's fifth album, It's a Gamble in 2000 as his old alias Boosie. Shortly afterwards, Hatch joined growing record label Trill Entertainment which was backed by its CEO the late Pimp C of UGK. Soon after, Trill independently released his debut album For My Thugz as his new alias Lil Boosie in 2003. Later, Boosie teamed with label mate Webbie, on their collaboration albums Ghetto Stories and Gangsta Musik.
Kelly Brianne Clarkson (born April 24, 1982) is an American singer, songwriter and occasional actress. Clarkson came into prominence after becoming the winner of the inaugural season of the television series American Idol in 2002 and later was the runner-up in the television special World Idol in 2003.
In 2003, Clarkson released her debut album, Thankful, which was a commercial success and established herself in the pop music industry. The release of its first single, "A Moment Like This" (2002), broke The Beatles' record for the biggest leap to number one, from 52, in the history of the Billboard Hot 100 chart. After parting ways with her management, Clarkson developed a more rock-oriented music with the release of her critically acclaimed sophomore album, Breakaway (2004), which sold more than 12 million copies worldwide and which garnered Clarkson more worldwide success as a pop rock artist. The album's single, "Because of You" (2005), became the best-selling single by an Idol contestant worldwide. In 2007, Clarkson took full creative control for her third album My December, which had a more rock-inspired sound and was met with controversy and moderate success. Clarkson later returned to a more pop-oriented sound with All I Ever Wanted (2009), which became a commercial and critical success. The album's lead single, "My Life Would Suck Without You" (2009), surpassed "A Moment Like This"'s record for the biggest leap to number one on a single week in the history of the Billboard Hot 100 Chart, a milestone it still holds today. Furthermore, it also became her first number one single in the United Kingdom. Clarkson's fifth studio album, Stronger, was released in 2011, containing elements from synthpop, R&B and country music. The album's single, "Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You)" (2012), became her longest number one single and eventually became her best-selling single in the United States.
David Andrew "Andy" Samberg (born August 18, 1978) is an American actor, comedian, rapper, and writer best known as a member of the comedy group The Lonely Island and as a cast member on Saturday Night Live from 2005 to 2012. On Saturday Night Live, he and The Lonely Island have been credited with popularizing the Emmy-winning SNL Digital Shorts, the comical short films and music videos starring Samberg and other members of the SNL cast. As a film actor, Samberg has appeared in Hot Rod; Space Chimps; Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist; I Love You, Man; Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs; Friends with Benefits; and What's Your Number?
Samberg was born in Mill Valley California, the son of Joe Samberg, a photographer, and Margi (née Marrow), an elementary school teacher who taught at Old Mill School. Samberg also has two sisters, Johanna and Darrow. He was raised in a Jewish household. His maternal grandfather, Alfred J. Marrow, served as the executive chair of the American Jewish Congress, although Samberg describes himself as "not particularly religious." Samberg discovered Saturday Night Live as a child while sneaking past his parents to watch professional wrestling on television. He became "obsessed" with the show, and his devotion to comedy became frustrating to teachers who felt he was unfocused on his schoolwork.
Plot
Forrest Taft is an environmental agent who works for the Aegis Oil Company in Alaska. Aegis Oil's corrupt CEO, Michael Jennings, is the kind of person who doesn't care whether or not oil spills into the ocean or onto the land, just as long as it's making money for him. He even makes commercials that make him look like he cares about the environment. Jennings is almost finished with building his new state-of-the art oil rig: AEGIS-1. The problem is that if he doesn't finish building the rig in thirteen days, the land rights will be returned to the Eskimos and the Alaskan government. When Jennings finds out that Taft's best friend Hugh Palmer has a computer disk that contains information about defective equipment on AEGIS-1, he sends out his goons to murder Palmer. When Taft tries to interfere, Jennings tries to kill Taft. But an Eskimo woman named Masu, who introduces Taft to her father Silook, the chief of her tribe, rescues Taft. With Masu's help, Taft begins a trek through the Alaskan wilderness, heading straight for AEGIS-1 and to destroy it before it destroys all of the forest.
Keywords: action-hero, aikido, alaska, alaska-native, ambush, attempted-murder, bar, bar-brawl, bar-fight, bear
His Battle To Save The Alaskan Wilderness And Protect Its People Can Only Be Won...
Stone: My guy in D.C. tells me that we are not dealing with a student here, we're dealing with the Professor. Any time the military has an operation that can't fail, they call this guy in to train the troops, OK? He's the kind of guy that would drink a gallon of gasoline so he could piss in your campfire! You could drop this guy off at the Arctic Circle wearing a pair of bikini underwear, without his toothbrush, and tomorrow afternoon he's going to show up at your pool side with a million dollar smile and fist full of pesos. This guy's a professional, you got me? If he reaches this rig, we're all gonna be nothing but a big goddamned hole right in the middle of Alaska. So let's go find him and kill him and get rid of the son of a bitch!
Hugh Palmer: You used to be a good man, Forrest. Now, you're nothing but a WHORE!::Forrest Taft: For 350,000 dollars I'd fuck anything once.
McGruder: Who the fuck is he?::Michael Jennings: You wanna know who he is? Try this: delve down into the deepest bowels of your soul. Try to imagine the ultimate fucking nightmare. And that won't come close to this son of a bitch when he gets pissed.
Forrest Taft: Well, let's see, that's natives 8, oil workers 0. Anyone else wanna play with Cupcake?
Forrest Taft: I guess it doesn't really matter since I kind of blew up all the evidence.
Michael Jennings: Go ahead! Shoot me, go on! SHOOT ME, you fucking COWARD! You haven't got the fucking GUTS!::Forrest Taft: I wouldn't dirty my bullets.
Forrest Taft: What does it take to change the essence of a man?
Homer Carlton: [about his machine gun] Well, what do you think? Stock in or out?::Mercenary: I don't think it's going to make much difference.::Homer Carlton: Well, I do, see. 'Cause when it's out I kinda feel like a pussy, you know what I'm saying. And when it's in, it just feels like, I don't know, meaner or something and when I kill the son of a bitch I wanna feel good about myself. I wanna feel solid.
Michael Jennings: [seeing all his workers fleeing for their lives] You're a bunch of GUTLESS PRICKS! ALL OF YOU!::Michael Jennings: [seeing a worker close to him running away] You! Come help me!::Oil worker: FUCK YOU!::Michael Jennings: You yellow BASTARD!
Forrest Taft: Whoa! My long lost friend Michael!::Michael Jennings: [referring to Masu] Who's this? Is this the slope bitch you've been banging?::Forrest Taft: Nah. Not her.::Michael Jennings: Is this the one who's got you all concerned about the dirty snow? Jesus, Forrest! You and me, we bought hookers better than this for five bucks in Bangkok!
Nante koto nai sasai na dekigoto ni
Mata boku wa obieteru
Sore wo kakusou to shite wa
Tsuyogaru KUSE hakki suru
Kimi wa to nari ni yorisoi
WAKE no wakaranu koto wo hanashiteru
Bukiyou ni demo nan toka
Hagemasou to shiteru
Kitto bokura kou shite
Yatteku n darou
* Gutto kao agete sukoshi waratte
Chotto sora toka aoidari shite
Hashiritsukarete aruitari toka shite
Sonna kanji de junbi wa ii kai?
Hitotsu zutsu sukoshi zutsu hora
Tashika ni ashiato wo nokoshiteru
Sono subete ga hitotsu no
Michi to nari ima to naru
Kesshite ii koto bakari
Nanka ja nai keredo
** Boku ni wa kimi ga hitsuyou mitai de
Kimi ni mo boku ga hitsuyou nara
Soko ni toku ni riyuu wa iranai mitai ne
Warukunai kamo ne konna mainichi
* repeat
Make no sound - start to feel
In and out - nothing's real
Love is rising - want to share
Come on out - I'll be there
You'd rather hide - behind uniform
Sitting inside - the eye of the storm
Do you care - do you dare
I'm calling you - meet me half way through
The human mind - 's hard to read
Disbelief - killed the seed
Fear is rising - sure you know
The only way - 's to let it go
love's cool breeze
Make the call - you can't fall
Warm and true - 's what I'll be to you
When duty call, the leader Pep come hard
Try to dis my girl Salt, up goes my guard
Still feminine, feminine still, yes
But then next pump a hundred weight bench press
So what it mean, Pep? I'm not impressed
Cuz I wear the pants, and you wear the dress
Punk, you're lovin' stunk, you're not a hunk
This is independent funk
And I'm gettin' ready for the year 2000
Independent - yes, I'm housin'
Independent - yeah, now watch me
Independent - no one can stop me
Woman and I am independent
I make my own money so don't tell me how to spend it
Cuz you need me, and I don't need you
So listen close, boy, to my independent funk
Yeah, can you feel it?
Yes, it's my, it's my independent funk
(Yawn) You're sleepy, go to bed
Wanna step? Go ahead and jet
Now wake up from your dreamin' cuz you're dealin' with the Pep
Like Oakley from the Knicks, yes, I'm havin' a ball
You think because you're leaving that I'm gonna take a fall?
It was small thing, oooo, it was really too small
Livin' large, boy, standing ten feet tall
Now my heart won't dent, keep the money I lent
And don't forget I pay the rent, this is my apartment
I'm independent
I am independent
That's right I said it, and be damn sure I meant it
Cuz a girl like me can have anybody
So give my love, boy, to my independent funk
Hey...
Salty the V.I.P., you should have stuck with me
What are you stupid? Huh, my pockets run deep
So flex the Rolex and the sex that I gave ya
In jail with no bail and now nothin' can save ya
You want me to visit? I ain't with it lizard
We had magic now ya lost without the love wizard
Ya had to cross me, and now you lost me
Get off me softy, I'm the boss, see?
You can't disguise the lies in your eyes - you're not a heartbreaker
You're a fraud, and I'm bored - you're a fake faker
It's too late to debate with the moneymaker
After while, crackhead - see ya later, gator
Woman and I am independent
I make my own money so don't tell me how to spend it
Cuz you need me, and I don't need you
So listen close, boy, to my independent funk
Yeah, so funky, so funky
No, no, no more nookie for you cuz I gave ya the boot
Go ahead and go in your Yugo, gonna miss the Benz Coupe, hometroop
Who's supportin' ya now?
Got a job or do ya rob? I heard you're sellin' drugs - wow
Big man, huh? But just understand Uncle Sam know the scam
You'll end up in the can
Singin' a sad song cuz you did me wrong
Couldn't fool me for long, I got it goin' on
I'm independent
Yes, I am independent
That's right I said it, and be damn sure I meant it
Cuz a girl like me can have anybody
So give my love, boy, to my independent funk
Hey yeah...my independent funk
It's just an independent funk
Get with this independent funk
You're a baby so maybe you just needed a babysitter
Bitter? I figure I'm rid of a piece of litter
Tiger, tigger, I bounce back, and you're a quitter
Your girl is gone for good so just forget her
You're blind, you'll never find another better
Your mind stays on a behind in a tight sweater
Burned your flowers and your love letters
Never a tear will I shed
I'm independent
Yes, I am independent
I make my own money so don't tell me how to spend it
Cuz you need me, and I don't need you
So listen close, boy, to my independent funk
Can I ask a question? Were we meant to be?
Face the wrong direction, turn around to see
You'll see it's me and I don't wanna play these games
Do you know I know? You know it's not the same
I don't need you anymore
I'm independent, there's nothing to say
I don't need you anymore now
I'm independent, don't you walk away
Can I ask a question? Were we meant to be?
Face the wrong direction, don't say you don't need me
I know you do, you do when you call to me
I know you do, you do when you call to me
I don't need you anymore
I'm independent, there's nothing to say
I don't need you anymore now
I'm independent, there's nothing to say
I'm independent, there's nothing to say
I'm independent, there's nothing to say
I'm independent, don't you walk away
Das Leben ist so wunderschön und ich bin mittendrin,
mein äußeres Erscheinungsbild ist in Marken gehüllt.
Die Traumbilder der Werbung pflastern Stadt und Land,
doch die Vermarktung meines Auftritts hab' ich selbst in der Hand.
Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich
oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?
Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich
oder bin ich nur so wie sie mich gerne sehen?
In der Zeit der Supermarken avanciere ich zum Star
und denke heimlich an die Jahre als ich noch ein Junge war.
Meine softporno-ästhetischen no-name-Klamotten
würden heute ohne Frage jeden Anzug toppen.
Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich
oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?
Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich
oder bin ich nur so wie sie mich gerne sehen?
Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich
oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?
Und ich frage mich gelegentlich, bin das ich
oder bin ich nur so wie sie mich gerne sehen?
Oder bin ich schon so wie die im Fernsehen?
every time we look at you
we see your failure peaking
nothing clear is coming through
just your decisions keeping
huge disaster right in front
time for you to blame us
we're the ones blowing up the bomb
but now it's time for change 'coz
independent we will be
the kids on top of you yeah
independent big and free
we'll fight against this warfare
we are worthless your works gold
promises every day
the words are there just to be told
but we will go our own way
independent we will be
the kids on top of you yeah
independent big and free
Independent do you know what that mean
She got to her own house
She got her own car
Two jobs work hard you a bad broad
If you aint on sit down
Independent do you know what that mean
Baby Phat jus relaxed
Front your own flat screen
Fat Folks Cook or clean that a maka maka seen
When u callin her on her cellular she tell u she'nt need not a god damn thang
You a hot damn thang
If you think u finna get her wit a god damn chain
You a fool boy u beta get some god damn chains
He a fool up in the school
Even walked across the stage
And she say I love webbie
From his looks to his waves
The stilettos the J's depend on how the weather look
Flip flop slippers just to show off the pedicure
Flip flop niggaz jus depend on how the cheddar look
She'll but her own I don't think she'll neva look
In a man face standin waitin for him to take care of her
She'll rather go to work and pay the bills on schedule
She a dome dime diva
Gutta like Keisha
Work that meter
Cuz she a good freaka
Cuz she stay on her shit
She got her own shit
She don't neva trip cuz all she want is that dick
She bouncy flossy keep them hoes off me
Gutta lil slang man I love when she talkin
A independent chick do you know what that mean
She cook she clean neva smell like onion rings
22's on her whip
O she do it large (she do it large)
When she break a nigga off
Get a nigga spoiled
She a bad lil chick
A fly lil chick
Hit me on my phone she like to ride dick
Got her stunna shades on lookin like sumthin
Stayin young..hair long she a nice sumthin
Like to go to the mall er'day for an outfit
Hair did, nails did ,Independent what she call it
She got her own house
Drive her own whip
Range rover all white...like her toe tips
She got a pretty smile ..smell real good
Only time she need a man for that good drill
They by the bar to
They superstars to
They be like you aint got no money take yo broke tail home
In baby phat they on
They cloths match they phone
They be like YEAH!!! when they song come on
Leave the club kinda early
Cuz they gotta go to work
I mess wit supervisors who got credit like they perfect
So dusty feet please don't bother me
I got independent dimes on my mind...who spoil me
Gucci hat...Gucci fit so sick
That's a gift from my independent chick that serve
Read my lips,
I don't care what you say
I might listen but I'll do it my own way
Don't you see it don't mean nothing to me
When all's said and done
I'll stand on my two feet
Let me be
I live by my own rules
Independent, independence
Can't you see
it's my right to choose
Independence, independent
Once they tried to teach
Teach me all their rules
I had my own ideas didn't fit in,
In their schools
Don't they see
That we all have a brain
There to learn
Not to be whipped and tamed
Let me be
I live by my own rules
Independent, independence
Can't you see
It's my right to choose
Independence, independent
Read my lips,
I don't care what you say
I might listen but I'll do it my own way
Don't you see it don't mean nothing to me
When all's said and done
I'll stand on my two feet
Let me be
I live by my own rules
Independent, independence
Can't you see
It's my right to choose
Hop after every popular ass,
or you won’t have a personality of your own,
scream and shout for attention
Do you mind looking around,
or do you feel you should get wasted
so you say we think to much,
look in my we don’t lose touch!
We’ve got this life and what we achieved
Our thoughts are spoken and will be received,
we are on this earth with a mission,
live your life in your way it’s your decision
Independent from the popular ways,
living with a goal no wasted days
If you need a leader to give meaning to your life
reconsider that knife
Why are some of us guided by brainless sounds?
(shouting like monkeys)
Can you only follow your primitive instinct?
That’s why you say we’re wrong,
we’re distinct This is the time to distinguish
from the melting pot and step away from the popular guy,
You are not!
This is what we stand for,
nothing less and nothing more,
separated from the cliché's
Will you please hold my hand?
I can't, I'm independent
I want to be your man
You can't, I'm independent
It's not that we don't know
Why can't you let it go?
[Chorus:]
She's independent
She doesn't need your help
She's independent
She'll do it by herself
She's independent
Tries not to let it show
She's independent
I hate that stupid 'ho
I'll call you on the phone
You can't, I'm independent
Let me know when you're home
I can't, I'm independent
It's not that we don't know
Why cant you let it go?
[Chorus]
I hate this game we're playing
I cant hear what she's saying
Telling me that she is right and I am always wrong
Everything she does is only just because
She's clinically insane!
She's independent
Doesn't need your help
She's independent
She'll do it by herself
She's independent
Tries not to let it show
She's independent
I hate that stupid 'ho
I hate that stupid 'ho
I hate that stupid 'ho
I hate that stupid 'ho
One, two, I'm independent how 'bout you?
My decleration of independence states
the mind is a terrible thing to waste
Yeah! I got the right to take a clean shot back
Hold still, sit tight and take this and that
You filthy, frickin rat
I'm independent, you can't understand it
Look at me the minority
I'm free
Yeah
I'm independent
Can you feel it? It's as thick as the air
I refuse to live a life of fear
So why let it get under my skin?
Show the best kept secret is the means to end
I kick style for a while and do it with a smile
I'm independent, you can't understand it
You wanna be the minority
Let's see your liberty
Show me you're the minority, let's see your liberty
Fascista
No More Time
For your constraints Fascista
Critical eyes are upon you
You censure restrictions
But limit those around you
So what is the difference man
Jahiliyyah Fascista
But thank you for the world you give us
Thank you all for your love
And your guidance most of all
But I feel I'm now inclined
To seek logic in my life
Independent of all
I'm not your soldier now
And no, no I'm not your saint
You took my innocents
And I've taken all I can take
Fascista Oh, you're hallow
Jahiliyyah Fascista
But thank you for the world you give us
[Verse 1:]
In the wargame of my life-span, I strive for ammunition
The lights stand bright and I can't quite envision
My course tube is source through transition
Livin' within division. My right hand man missing in action
Re-written captions for snapshots that capture the woods
And poor housing block backdrops
Indecision head cracked without crack rocks
Junkie taps money, broken back from the monkey-dead
Funny bled, innocence
The hungry fed ignorance, misled by power and influence
I face (I face) an immigrant's condition
Poems written, received the way my gravestone inscription'll read
Believe, in love. I stay home inprisoned, wishing it'll be different for my seed
Because my halfheart bleeds the blood of my bad dreams
I shed the tears of illusion to see the grand scheme-clear
It may not've bled much
Fear and pain came in a headrush
I developed empathy and nexus sicks
Ambly switched to plan B, ambidextrous
The hour hand stole the candy, and my Lexus
Is lust of reality sour?
My lexis makes sense of the fallacies; money and power
That's how I re-evaluate situations, and information
I walk with with the vagrants, and stay patient
I'm hated, my innovation, rhyme invention
Eyes and minds extend as crime prevention
You can't beat the man, but you can stall him
Too clever, I stay a devil 'cause all the angels have fallen
To earth knees buckling to cripple
My destiny callin' since an infant, sucklin' a nipple
To nourish, post-daisy age, my pages flourish
Pre-apocalypse; my script's stripping you of courage
[Hook/Scratches: Jeru the Damaja]
"Hatred, Jealousy, and Envy... "
" (They attack) they attack me"
[Verse 2:]
The pain of introspection...
At the intersection of a crossroads:... the archer
Selectin' the direction for the arrow of my crossbow's departure
I cross fingers and cross toes, to double cross a doube dealer's karma
Battle: start... to marker... Hide marga, words grab attention
Trouble costs an arm and a leg, lend an ear
Not to mention I'm defendin' my head against mind bendin' forces
Preventin' progression, my cause is
Congested with tumble weed and stumblin' blocks, sods
And always as opportunity knocks, the doors lock
Wonderin' what's next, never took kindly to threats
Best step behind me or step blindly on sets
And find your bones and your neck seperated
Once bitten, never smitten, elevated by rhythm
I updated what I've written, prior to this
Listen. Beat's christen, deep lyrics born of my inner vision
Peep the vision, my motion graceful
My ways are worldly, so the page pulls you in
With the gravitational force of my thoughts, I win
Wars with words, my pen
Mightier than the sword, my sins
Tore my limbs with pain
I'm fightin a losin' battle tryin' to grapple the shackles of my brain
Confusion, I must organise to maintain
Realising my delusion is sharin the same aims as my flame
Blown out by the wind of change
Grown so I ain't into games
Stay home and play NB, my inner self empty
Considering giving up hope, don't tempt me
Dope - I got got plenty
But the big wigs got a whiff
Now we can't get a hit, 'cause they're hogging the spliff
Tryin' to ruin it, canoein' it, doggin' my gift
Am I losin it? Pursuin' life - dodgin the bitch
Thinking about robbin'? I switch to legit
Remember to gettin rich quick
Whatever effort you're in the district with wires
This misfit's disc fits his drive
Tryin' to find my independence, stare the life
No gold pendant's jibe talkin' or struttin my stride
I'm just walkin with pride, all frontin' aside
It's like something inside provides a catalyst for vision
Activists actin' with accurate precision
Over rhythm-sections, re-lived in resurrection
Through tape deck, rewind directions
Selection; take cheque, take life as a lesson-in living