Thomas Jeffrey "Tom" Hanks (born July 9, 1956) is an American actor, producer, writer, and director. Hanks is known for his roles in Philadelphia and as the title character in Forrest Gump, roles which won him two consecutive Academy Awards for Best Actor. Hanks is also known for his Oscar nominated roles in Big, Saving Private Ryan and Cast Away.
Hanks' other acting roles include Apollo 13 as Jim Lovell, The Green Mile as Paul Edgecomb, Toy Story as Woody and Charlie Wilson's War as Charlie Wilson.
Hanks was born in Concord, California. His father, Amos Mefford Hanks (born in Glenn County, California, on March 9, 1924 – died in Alameda, California, on January 31, 1992), was an itinerant cook. His mother, Janet Marylyn (née Frager; born in Alameda County, California, on January 18, 1932), was a hospital worker. Hanks' mother is of Portuguese ancestry, while two of his paternal great-grandparents immigrated from Britain. Hanks's parents divorced in 1960. The family's three oldest children, Sandra (now Sandra Hanks Benoiton, a writer)[citation needed], Larry (now Lawrence M. Hanks, PhD, an entomology professor at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign) and Tom, went with their father, while the youngest, Jim, now an actor and film maker, remained with his mother in Red Bluff, California.[citation needed]
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Benjamin: Jesus! What, did you steal that off a horse?
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Plot
The story deals with a slob named Larry and his companion, the talking dog, Steve. Larry worries that distance is forming between himself and his son Milt, so together with Steve, he looks for a way to bond with the boy.
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[Larry in is bed with his wife and Steve, the dog at the end of the bed. Larry turns off the light and as everyone's getting ready to sleep, Larry says... ]::Larry Cummings: I was just thinking about how lucky we are to have a kid, ya know? Just take it for granted. It's a miracle when you think about it. This whole birth thing. I mean, what happens, I unload a whole batch of these little reproductive things into your, uh, ya know, miracle bucket, and 9 months later, Milt comes out, ya know? I mean, for me it's got it's own inspiring mystique about it, as like...::[Steve, the dog interrupts Larry by turning on the bedroom light]::Steve: For God sakes Larry, people are trying to sleep around here.
[Black Child]
Y'all niggaz don't know
But we about to fuckin let y'all know
You gonna get a motherfuckin up close interview
With the motherfuckin murderers
Niggaz is gonna let y'all know
About us
The Murderers
[Black Child]
I'm that nigga that just came home from jail
I'm that nigga that's lack as hell
I'm that nigga that don't give a fuck, I'm foul
I'm a murderer motherfucker, Black Child
[Vita]
I'm that balse bitch that'll scheme on your man
I'm that evil bitch that'll fuck up your plans
I'm so dangerous you can't fuck with this bitch
Vita, murda mistress
[Tah Murdah]
See I'm that nigga that'll hit 'em for dope
And I'm that nigga to bust a 4 and crush the rows
See I'm that nigga that'll kick in your door
And duct tape you, leave you unaware of where we take you
I'm that revolver spittin, barrel turnin
Hard headed nigga who never learned, but guns stay burnin
And I'm that nigga the quick feds heard of
Quick clip inserta
Bitch, Tah slash Murdah
[Tah Murdah]
Yo who that nigga Tah Murdah from Murder Inc
Oh, you that nigga killin niggaz before they blink
Nigga, do you know me
I don't think
Just spit it and get aquitted
And blow 'em outta sink
[Black Child]
Black Child a nigga from across the way
(Oh yeah I heard of you nigga)
Let the torred spray, ok
Poke holes in niggaz like OJ
With this gun play, niggaz we blow 'em away
[Vita]
Are you that nigga J to A R-U-L-E, probably
Up in the broad on Broadway (all day)
Herbs who learn the hard way
While y'all bitches pull late
We bring it any and every way
[Ja Rule]
Motherfucker who you dealin with, that nigga
Platinum in three weeks, I'm that nigga
Can I Get A, Holla Holla my nigga
Run up in hoes, possibly yours, I'm that nigga
Pain ain't something I fear, I swear niggaz
I'ma clap up barely in air, cuz I'm that nigga
Movies, yeah baby I'm that nigga
Portraying all the murderers and drug dealers
See I'm that nigga for life
Fuck with a J to A
[Black Child]
Y'all niggaz don't know
But we about to fuckin let y'all know
You gonna get a motherfuckin up close interview
With the motherfuckin murderers
Niggaz is gonna let y'all know
About us
The Murderers
[Black Child]
I'm that nigga that just came home from jail
I'm that nigga that's lack as hell
I'm that nigga that don't give a fuck, I'm foul
I'm a murderer motherfucker, Black Child
[Vita]
I'm that balse bitch that'll scheme on your man
I'm that evil bitch that'll fuck up your plans
I'm so dangerous you can't fuck with this bitch
Vita, murda mistress
[Tah Murdah]
See I'm that nigga that'll hit 'em for dope
And I'm that nigga to bust a 4 and crush the rows
See I'm that nigga that'll kick in your door
And duct tape you, leave you unaware of where we take you
I'm that revolver spittin, barrel turnin
Hard headed nigga who never learned, but guns stay burnin
And I'm that nigga the quick feds heard of
Quick clip inserta
Bitch, Tah slash Murdah
[Tah Murdah]
Yo who that nigga Tah Murdah from Murder Inc
Oh, you that nigga killin niggaz before they blink
Nigga, do you know me
I don't think
Just spit it and get aquitted
And blow 'em outta sink
[Black Child]
Black Child a nigga from across the way
(Oh yeah I heard of you nigga)
Let the torred spray, ok
Poke holes in niggaz like OJ
With this gun play, niggaz we blow 'em away
[Vita]
Are you that nigga J to A R-U-L-E, probably
Up in the broad on Broadway (all day)
Herbs who learn the hard way
While y'all bitches pull late
We bring it any and every way
[Ja Rule]
Motherfucker who you dealin with, that nigga
Platinum in three weeks, I'm that nigga
Can I Get A, Holla Holla my nigga
Run up in hoes, possibly yours, I'm that nigga
Pain ain't something I fear, I swear niggaz
I'ma clap up barely in air, cuz I'm that nigga
Movies, yeah baby I'm that nigga
Portraying all the murderers and drug dealers
See I'm that nigga for life
Fuck with a J to A
Yea for all y'all
Fuck dem niggas
We roll with enough of niggas
And got problems with a couple of niggas
But fuck dem niggas
They gonna to have take chillin with us
or they gonna have to face dealing with us
Fuck dem niggas
We roll with enough of niggas
And got problems with a couple of niggas
But fuck dem niggas
They gonna to have take chillin with us
or they gonna have to face dealing with us
Im the master mind
Get money leave the past behind
Cause if you fuck me then that ass is mine
I lay down shit
Lil' Troy who I stay down with
Artist im still one thick
He told me to bring it well here it go I run shit
You bustas please i run shit
We authentic time peace ice up to fice up
I'm still here who lights up
Going on somebody turn the lights up
Is the mic up I cant be touched
You got cash well it cant be much you missed us
Im the same one playin me close I told ya it ain't done
I bring the rain if I cock back I'm going to aim one
The thing to ask if I want it I bring the axe
You niggas cant fuck with me
I put it down real so my nigga Troy stuck with me
I cut for him now he cut for me
Grim got the keyboard i got the razor blade to match
I got the levy drop hits on the track
Fuck deem naggas man
Even though I had to front some niggas
I'll take out a bunch of ya niggas
You know I'm Lil' Troy (Lil' Troy)
I dont want any of you niggas
I will kill everyone of you niggas
Why you bumpin cause you moved up to score a half a brick
(a half of brick)
Bitch I move three half a lick (oh)
I.d. you know the rules get your mutherfuckin ass in line
And have my mutherfuckin cash on time
Don't forget who you call when them niggas drink pistol whip
Tied you up and didn't even reason kid (tied your ass up)
I paid the price gill bitch I saved your life
Now your thinking everything's all right
When I caught you off tha soft with a pistol bumpin you all
But then I should bump you off
I aint sayin no more I know you should start payin me though
Cuz bitch I aint playing no more
I done down to pull one
Unload a clip popin a good one
You niggas cant fuck with us
This Short Stop baby you aint got enough of us
You want to bring it aint shit to me
I roll one deep but you better have a click for me
Cuz if I get crunk I pop the trunk
Im artist thats Troy we both stay nonchalant
You dont know how far our money extend
Pushin tha benz ridin shotgun
cop twins in case I have to die for the ends
It was a half of a meal
From the jump when he started to burn
one lick was three and a quarter to burn
Throw three hundred in the aisle these niggas full like that
I drink but I dont get full like that
I stay sober when its good for me
And grab my glock and make sure i put enought on me
Yea fuck these niggas
You see what I'm sayin we roll with enough of niggas
and um I'm takin contracts out
every motherfuckin body that owns somebody in this bitch
you know what I'm sayin come see Lil' Troy
I dont care if you on the east side west side north side or south side
A ARMAND mon pote, j'espère que tu reposes en paix...
Ca fait des années, mais ton image ne cesse de me hanter.
T'es parti, depuis j'ai encore moins d'amis,
même ceux du G.A.N.G. ont beaucoup changé.
Pour moi, comme avant je continue mon parcours,
je cours et enfin je peux t'envoyer le bonjour !
Tu avais raison, le Rap, c'était fait pour moi,
avec STOMY et les autres on pousse le Secteur Ä.
Ah ! au fait, il y a aussi le Bisso Na Bisso,
un son sur lequel on aurait serré dans les soirées afros.
On se tapera pas nos délires "vacances Cameroun Congo",
on se souviendra que de la côte et des serrages dans l'eau.
L'autre fois, j'ai vu ton frère calme, posé,
il emménageait, on s'est retrouvés et on a bien damé.
J'ai plus trop de nouvelles du reste de ta famille,
ta soeur, ton cousin, ta mère, j'espère qu'ils vont bien.
Parmi nos rates ou celles qu'on voulait, certaines ont fané,
je suis sûr que si on les croisait, on se mettrait à vanner.
Je sais pas pourquoi je te dis tout ça,
peut être que tu le sais déjà ? D'où tu es, tu es là, tu me vois, et...
Refrain :
Tu me manques, là haut !
Tu te rappelles ARMAND, les frères, copains braillés,
j'admirais ! Ils me racontaient leurs conquêtes,
cravate, soirée, tasse-pé. Les rates aiment les lascars.
Je voulais être quelqu'un dans le tié-quar,
car de rien, je voulais peser par mes propres moyens.
Graver mes initiales en large dans le futur,
jour après jour, plus parano j'accélérais l'allure.
C'est re-lou ! Dans ma vie, je suis devenu encore plus che-lou,
plus je gravis, je pèse, plus j'ai des histoires de fou.
Le soir, je fais de nouveaux rêves, à vrai dire des cauchemars :
au-dessus de ma tête toujours ce putain de corbeau noir.
Dans la foule en furie, le film défile au ralenti,
la faucheuse passe, la poisse, mon corps se glace.
Ca se passe en soirée : "PASSI, prends ça ! Enculé !"
Maintenant, comme l'ARAIGNEE, mes sens sont déclenchés.
Je suis carré droit dans mon coin, froid. Mais où est passé
le PASSI qui délirait, qui tout le temps, s'éclatait ?
Refrain
PAPA, c'est moi ! Salut, comment tu vas ?
Je sais que de là-bas, tu vois et veilles encore sur moi.
CEDAR, ANNIE, ERIC, CHRISTIAN, JOE, STEEVE vont bien aussi.
Si je te parle, c'est avec eux que je te salue aujourd'hui.
Ils sont tous devenus papa et maman,
à part le petit et moi, c'est pas encore le moment.
Ah ! Vraiment tes descendants ont les mêmes traits que toi.
Je suis plus vieux, je comprends mieux, avant je n'écoutais pas.
Ton PASSI a l'occasion de t'envoyer ces quelques mots,
fais une bise à Grand-Mère et aux Tontons là haut !
Grand merci, c'est ainsi, je te dois la vie.
Vives félicitations ! Ta grande famille est unie,
sois fier des tiens, tes filles, tes fistons,
ton passé, tes rires, colères, tu avais raison.
Ma folie, toujours le rap, mon album t'est dédié.
Ah ! Tata Nzambé Taté ! Tu ne cesses de me manquer.
Tu me manques là-haut !
Reposez en paix là-haut,
J'ai pas eu besoin d'enlever la mer de la Côte d'Azur
Je m'assiérai plutôt au bord en l'admirant c'est sûr
J'envie à l'être d'avoir avec lui ce qu'il a de plus cher
Sans chercher à lui prendre car je sais ce que ça vaut
L'absence est à l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent attiseur
Eteins le petit allume le grand tu me manques ah
J'ai cherché à comprendre on m'a dit c'est ça la vie
Envie de toi envie d'émois parfois je me sens trahi
Je suis cet arbre sans feuille ce stylo sans encre
C'est la sécheresse en moi-même en saison de pluie
Je ne peux rien cultiver d'autre si ce n'est la tristesse
Christ est-ce une manière de me dire
Que je n'ai pas droit à tout
C'est le cœur qui parle la main qui tremble
Sue des feuilles mortes
Et une tête qui pense toujours si t'étais en vie
Si t'étais en vie
{Refrain:}
Si loin de toi, je suis si seul
Tu me manques
Si loin de toi je suis si seul
Tu me manques maman
Un soir tu m'as pris dans tes bras
En me disant je t'aime fils
J'ai plissé les yeux, collé ma tête sur ton torse
Qui sait ce que j'ai ressenti au moment
Où du bruit au balcon me réveilla
Ce n'était qu'un rêve
A l'intérieur c'est grève d'une minute
Ville morte à minuit heure noire
Pour une nuit blanche où je voyais rouge
Dois-je en vouloir à la vie ou à Dieu
Vu que c'est lui qui la propose et en dispose
La vie me fait rire me fait pleurer me fait même pleurer de rire
C'est juste un rêve dont la mort nous réveille
9 mois après ma naissance on t'apostrophe de là-haut
Tu me manques
{au Refrain}
Mon cœur était vierge avait peur de saigner
Mais le malheur a forcé et a percé
Je suis en manque maman je deviens fou je n'ai pas d'asile
Mais j'avance quand même mon asile le plus pur est ton sein
Chaque pas que je fais dans la vie est juste un pas de plus vers toi
J'ai songé au chemin le plus court mais est-ce vraiment un raccourci
La vie me va mal la mort m'ira peut-être mieux
Je suis jeune à leurs yeux
Mais je commence à me faire vieux dans ma tête
Toute ma vie bordel c'est le doute les dettes
Ce que je goûte m'embête
Me dégoûte j'arrête tout je mets Pause ou Eject
Carpe diem
Je fais partie du cercle des poètes de la rue
Mais je serais
Peut-être mieux mort que vivant maman
J'ai le mal de vivre pas mal
Que je t'enivre avec mes maux
Ma vie un livre avec un tas de poussière dessus
J'écris mon bide est noué j'ai peur
J'avoue c'est hors mes principes
Mais là c'est plus fort que moi
Où est le Diable plus je grandis plus Dieu est petit
Je te rejoindrai au paradis dans un train d'enfer
Tu me manques
{au Refrain}