Debra Lynn Messing (born August 15, 1968) is an American actress. She is widely known for her television roles in Will & Grace and The Starter Wife.
Following her graduation from New York University's Tisch School of the Arts, Messing rose to prominence in television roles in several short-lived series, such as the Fox sitcom Ned & Stacey and the ABC's science fictional Prey. It was her casting as Grace Adler in the NBC sitcom Will & Grace which catapulted Messing to TV stardom. The series ran for eight seasons, and in 2003 she won the Primetime Emmy Award for Outstanding Lead Actress in a Comedy Series for her performance. She also received critical acclaim for her work as Molly Kagan in the mini-series The Starter Wife. As of 2012, she is starring as Julia Houston, a leading role in the NBC musical drama series Smash.
Throughout her career she has been nominated for a total of six Emmy Awards, eight Golden Globe Awards and eight Screen Actors Guild Awards.
Messing was born in the Brooklyn borough of New York City, the daughter of Sandra (née Simons), who has worked as a professional singer, banker, travel and real estate agent, and Brian Messing, a sales executive for a costume jewelry packaging manufacturer. Messing is Jewish; she is a descendant of immigrants from Russia and Poland. When Messing was three, she moved with her parents and her older brother, Brett, to East Greenwich, Rhode Island.
Megan Kathleen Hilty (born March 29, 1981) is an American stage and television actress. She rose to prominence for her roles in several Broadway musicals including her performance as Glinda in Wicked and her portrayal of Doralee Rhodes in 9 to 5: The Musical. She is currently starring as Ivy Lynn on the television series Smash, which has just concluded its first season on NBC.
Hilty was born in Bellevue, Washington and is the daughter of Jack and Donna Hilty. She began taking vocal lessons at the age of 12. She attended Sammamish High School in Bellevue and the Washington Academy of Performing Arts Conservatory High School in Redmond, Washington. In 2004, she graduated from the Carnegie Mellon School of Drama and is a member of Actors' Equity. She is a recipient of the National Society of Arts and Letters Award for Excellence in Musical Theater. Her regional credits include productions of Café Puttanesca, Suds, and Michael John La Chiusa's The Wild Party.
Shortly before graduating from Carnegie Mellon University, Hilty auditioned for the hit musical Wicked. She moved to New York City after graduating and, in August 2004, she made her Broadway debut in the show as the standby for Glinda. She replaced original standby Laura Bell Bundy, whom got fired from the show due to a bad commitment to the entire company. Hilty took over the lead role from Jennifer Laura Thompson on May 31, 2005. After playing the role for a year, Hilty ended her run on May 28, 2006 and was succeeded by Kate Reinders.
Smash is an American musical drama series, revolving around the creation of a new Broadway musical based on the life of Marilyn Monroe.
The series is broadcast in the United States on NBC, and is a production of DreamWorks Television. It premiered on February 6, 2012. On March 22, 2012, NBC renewed Smash for a second season, which will air as a midseason replacement in the 2012–13 United States television season.
The show was created by Theresa Rebeck and is co-produced by Steven Spielberg.
The show revolves around the creation of a new Broadway musical based on the life of Marilyn Monroe, which is initially entitled Marilyn and evolves to become Bombshell after its first workshop. As the production takes shape, everyone involved in it must balance his or her often chaotic personal life with the all-consuming demands of a life in the theatre. The series features original music by composers Marc Shaiman and Scott Wittman.
Development began in 2009 at Showtime by then-Showtime entertainment president Robert Greenblatt and Steven Spielberg, from an idea by Spielberg, who had been working on the concept for years. The original concept was that each season would follow the production of a new musical; if any of them were "stage-worthy", Spielberg would make them into actual Broadway musicals. The series was mainly inspired by The West Wing and Upstairs, Downstairs. Greenblatt then brought the project with him to NBC when he was made NBC Entertainment president in January 2011. Theresa Rebeck wrote the pilot script and is series creator. Executive producers Craig Zadan and Neil Meron suggested Rebeck for the series to Spielberg and Greenblatt. NBC ordered production of a pilot in January 2011 for the 2011–12 television season.
Plot
Unbeknownst to her shifty best friend Liz and her abusive boyfriend Rick (who are having an affair with one another), seemingly simple college coed Tina is keeping some secrets of her own. Upon her abrupt disappearance, Rick and Liz set out to quickly get to the bottom of things only to discover they've opened up a veritable can of worms when they find that a sociology project has led Tina to the shady world of sex-for-sale. Tina's mother, aware of the abuse suffered by her daughter at the hands of her potential son-in-law, is convinced that Rick is responsible for Tina's disappearance and is determined to see him pay, one way or the other...
Keywords: call-girl, dildo, dismemberment, domestic-strife, erotica, hardcore, lesbian-sex, oral-sex, prostitution, sadomasochism
Plot
WWF Title: Sgt. Slaughter vs. Hulk Hogan, WWF Intercontinental Title: Mr. Perfect vs. The Big Boss Man, WWF Tag Team Titles: The Hart Foundation vs. The Nasty Boys, Retirement Match: Randy Savage vs. The Ultimate Warrior, Blindfold Match: Jake Roberts vs. Rick Martel, The Rockers vs. The Barbarian & Haku, Leigon of Doom vs. Power & Glory, Tito Santana vs. The Mountie, The Texas Tornado vs. Dino Bravo, Demolition vs. Kiato & Tenryu, The British Bulldog vs. The Warlord, Earthquake vs. Greg Valentine, Ted DiBiase vs. Virgil, The Undertaker vs. Jimmy Snuka
Keywords: american-flag, anvil, athletic-cheating, barbarian, blindfold, blood, british, bulldog, canadian, celebrity-guests
Superstars & Stripes Forever
Jim Neidhart: Knobs! Saggs! You say you're gonna beat the Foundation, you say you're gonna rock the Foundation, you say you're gonna crack the foundation. Well, to crack the Foundation, you've gotta be right at the bottom, and that's exactly were you guys are. Tell 'em, Hitman!
Gorilla Monsoon: [Sensational Sherri ran to ringside to help Ted DiBiase] What's this? What is that?
Gorilla Monsoon: Well, I certainly appreciate your support Hacksaw for helping us on the commentary.::Jim Duggan: No problem, Gorilla! USA all the way tough guy, yo!
Gorilla Monsoon: Escaped by the skin of your teeth, Brain, Intercontinental Title nearly went flying out of the window!::Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan: He's still got it, though!
Jake 'The Snake' Roberts: The blind leading the blind? Even a fool knows that a man has only five senses. Snakes? We have six. We *always* do it better in the dark.
Plot
Hulk Hogan & Brutus Beefcake vs. Randy Savage & Zeus, WWF Intercontinental Title: Rick Rude vs. The Ultimate Warrior, WWF Tag Team Titles: The Brain Busters vs. The Hart Foundation, The Rockers & Tito Santana vs. The Rougeau Brothers & Rick Martel, Hercules vs. Greg Valentine, Ted DiBiase vs. Jimmy Snuka, Mr. Perfect vs. The Red Rooster, The Honky Tonk Man vs. Dusty Rhodes, Twin Towers & Andre the Giant vs. Demolition & Hacksaw Jim Duggan,
Keywords: actor, african-american, american-dream, american-flag, barber, blooper, board, bodyguard, brain, canadian
Ronnie Garvin: [Ronnie Garvin is introducing Greg Valentine] And his so-called opponent along with his pip squeak of a manager the big mouth of the south - Jimmy Hart. Here is a man that says he is from Seattle Washington. He claims he weighs 249lbs to me he looks like he is overweight by 30lbs. This individual who can't take for himself and when he goes to his wimpy manager for advice, little Jimmy can't give him any. He is the only wrestler I've ever seen with two left feet. He can't tell if he's coming or going. Made the biggest mistake of his life when he asked for me to be reinstated. Greg "The Hammer" Valentine.
[outside the ring, the Ultimate Warrior has hit Ravishing Rick Rude with the Intercontinental Title belt]::Jesse Ventura: This should be a disqualification! That's a disqualication! Where the hell is the referee?::Tony Schiavone: That's outside of the ring, Jesse.::Jesse Ventura: So what?::Tony Schiavone: As much, it could just be a countout here.::Jesse Ventura: What are you gonna tell me, Schiavone? You can shoot somebody outside the ring as long as it's outside the ring?::Tony Schiavone: Well, no...::Jesse Ventura: You know, you're even dumber than Monsoon! I thought Gorilla was the stupidest guy alive!
'Mean' Gene Okerlund: [to "Ravishing" Rick Rude and Bobby "The Brain Heenan] Gentlemen, as you know, the Ultimate Warrior::'Mean' Gene Okerlund: [Summerslam sign falls down, off-camera Vince McMahon says "Nice move"] Fuck it!
Plot
For the first time in history, the WWF Title stands vacant. A one night tournament, with 14 participants, is held to crown a new champion. In the tournament are Hulk Hogan, Andre the Giant, Ted DiBiase, Randy Savage, The One Man Gang, Don Muraco, Jim Duggan, Ricky Steamboat, Greg Valentine, Dino Bravo, Jake Roberts, Bam Bam Bigelow, & Rick Rude. Also, WWF Intercontinental Title: The Honky Tonk Man vs. Brutus Beefcake, WWF Tag Team Championship: Strike Force vs. Demolition, The Ultimate Warrior vs. Hercules, 20 man over the top battle Royal.
Keywords: african-american, animal, barber, bird, bodyguard, bolshevik, british, bulldog, canadian, chain
What The World Is Watching
Heenan, Bobby 'The Brain': [to Bob Uecker] You received 7,000 votes to get into the Hall Of Fame. You'd have gotten a lot more, but you ran out of stamps.
Jesse Ventura: [to Monsoon after Steamboat fails to pin Valentine] Don't you be cheering for no-one. You're supposed to be unbiased. I get enough of that from McMahon.
Jesse Ventura: [after Ted Dibiase has pinned Muraco] One more match and Dibiase is the champion of the world.
Gorilla Monsoon: [Junkyard Dog had eliminated The King from the Battle Royal] The King is out of there.::Bob Uecker: Wow, you talk about a crown for a king. What a blast he took.
Jesse Ventura: [to Monsoon as Macho Man and Miss Elizabeth come down for the final match for the vacated WWF belt] Try to concentrate on wrestling. I know its hard for you.
Howard 'The Fink' Finkel, Ring Announcer: [Randy Savage has won the tournament and the WWF belt] The winner of the tournament and Undisputed World Wrestling Federation heavyweight champion Randy Macho Man Savage.
Gene Okerlund: It's been hard for me not to say this without using World Wrestling Federation champion Hulk Hogan.
Bob Uecker: All right Wrestlemania 4. This is the first time I got my contract renewed. Second year for me Gorilla.
Jimmy Hart: [after Brutus 'the barber' Beefcake cut Hart's hair] Look! I look like Little Lu Lu!::The Honky Tonk Man: Cover it up, Jimmy, don't let anyone see it!
Ted DiBiase: [after Greg De George couldn't believe that DiBiase had a 1st class dressing room] You won't find the Million Dollar Man in some stinky, dingy locker room with a couple of buffoons!
I remember what he said:
"We are all like spuds and bread!"
Crash at random, road-kill rage
Tarmac trauma auto slain!
I remember what he claimed:
"Shadowed blood and spit remains!"
Fur and guts and stone chip stain
Broken bones on the inner lane
I remember what he said:
"Count to ten when you see red!"
Plus plus ultra uber rage
Plus plus ultra uber rage
Behold the woods of yesterday
Just beyond the motorway
Saw a stag walking away
Hook (Lingerie)
I wanna cut you like some scissors
I wanna beat you like my speakers
I wanna smash like I got my foot on the gas
Speed it up beat it up speed it up beat it up
I wanna cut you like some scissors
I wanna beat you like my speakers
I wanna smash like I got my foot on the gas
Speed it up beat it up speed it up beat it
Chorus (Lingerie/Diamond Blue)
Let your boy smash girl
Let your boy smash girl
Let your boy smash girl (Baby Blue Whoa)
Let your boy smash girl (mic check turn your boy up)
Let your boy smash girl (mic check turn your boy up)
Verse 1 (Diamond Blue)
Can't holla at a chick if she don't blow up
Now let your boy smash micro blast
Jazmine Sullivan bust my windows out
Cause I didn't call her back
Told her I love her just so I could smash that
Now that's cold-blooded but I admit that
Now she all mad oops my bad
I'm sorry I love you take your boy back
Now that other dude wack
Running game like dick tack
I keep it real with you straight like that
Verse 2 (Spectacular)
I got an all black six and it's so sick
I got a chick from Brazil and she so thick
Spectac I let the money walk for me
I got game so I let the chain talk for me
Her body full of goosebumps but the doors closed
I keep a six-pack on me like stone cold
I make the whole bed shake like an earthquake
I bang up like a birthday cake
Hook (Lingerie/Slick)
I wanna cut ya like some scissors
I wanna beat ya like my speakers
I wanna smash like I got my foot on the gas
Speed it up beat it up speed it up beat it up
I wanna cut ya like some scissors
I wanna beat ya like my speakers
I wanna smash like I got my foot on the gas
Speed it up beat it up speed it up
Chorus (Lingerie/Slick)
Now let your boy smash girl (let your boy smash girl)
Let your boy smash girl (Let your boy smash)
Let your boy smash girl (Let your boy smash)
Let your boy smash
Now let your boy smash girl
Let your boy smash girl
Let your boy smash girl
Let your boy smash
Let your boy smash
Now let them boys smash girl
Let them boys smash
Let them boys smash
Let them boys smash girl
Verse 3 (Slick)
I put them fours on the donk and now they squeak a little
I'm from the pound 5'5 what a nigga look
She wit her old man still tryna look a little
Still come home to your boy if your nigga look
Been swerving all night on this nigga look
I'm spitting game comprehend its literature
I got the room fogged up move the furniture
You can get the ding-a-ling from the sitting chur
I got the Benz litted up at the street light
She asked me why I grabbed the tool at the street light
Cause you don't know I'm looking fly tonight
I'm in the dealership it's what I'm about girl
You ain't know girl lets get close girl
Lets hit the coast girl
Travel all over the world he's gonna be toast
Got em butt-naked in the kitchen cooking toast
Now I love to shone you know I love to shone
You know I love to shone
Hook (repeat)
Chorus (repeat)
Spoken (Slick)
Now let your boy smash
Girl let your boy smash
Let Spec smash let Blue smash
Aye let your boy smash
Aye let Spec smash let Blue smash
Can I beat it up can I eat it up
Let me speed it up let me eat it up
Lingerie he wanna smash
Slickadela he wanna smash
Aye the whole bluestar clique they wanna smash
Head over heals I've fit in before
Now I don't want to do it no more
I've held it all in with blood on my face
Built it up man so bad you can taste
I don't slag no one
I don't even judge
Don't give a shit cause I'm not gonna budge
I just want to be who I want to be
Guess that's hard for others to see
I'm not a trendy asshole
I do what I want
I do what I feel like
I'm not a trendy asshole
I don't give a fuck if it's good enough for you
Cause I'm alive
Smash is the way you feel all alone
Like an outcast you're out on your own
Smash is the way you deal with your life
Like an outcast you're smashing your strife
Head over heals I've fit in before
Now I don't want to do it no more
I just want to be who I want to be
Guess that's hard for others to see
I am your typical Aquarius
With Libra rising so you don't have to ask
And if you can't find that perfect line
Well then, you can throw me a pass
Yeah
CHORUS:
Smash me
Turn it up and blast me
If you wanna have me
Give it some gas and
Crash Me
With all you got or pass me
If you wanna have me
Then you better blow my mind
Stop burning a hole with your stare
Come on, take a chance and touch me there
I don't mind a little bit of pressure
'cause it can take some tension for two to get together
REPEAT CHORUS
Bridge:
(For live version add: I know I said it before, I'd rather kick down your door than call...)
Get it into your head
I like my love on the edge
I fall
I fall...just to feel alive
Offspring cover
Head over heals I've fit in before
Now I don't wanna do it no more
I've held it all in with blood on my face
Built it up man so bad you can taste
I don't slag no one
I don't even judge
Don't give a shit 'cause I'm not gonna budge
I just want to be who I want to be
Guess that's hard for others to see
[Chorus]
I'm not a trendy asshole
I Do what I want
I Do what I feel like
I'm not a trendy asshole
Don't give a fuck
If it's good enough for you
Cause I am alive
Smash is the way you feel all alone
Like an outcast you're out on your own
Smash is the way you deal with your life
Like an outcast you're smashing your strife
Head over heels I've fit in before
Now I don't want to do it no more
I just want to be who I want to be
Guess that's hard for others to see
I hate the way you walk, I hate the way you speak
Your sight makes me sick and you act very weak
You look like a dumb, like a head full of shit
The only way I can act is to smash you and hit
You're not only arrogant, also fucking ignorant
Your head is so big like my erected dick
You think you look cool you dumb little fool
You dress very hard like a boring old fart
Your hassle is now enough
You'll get what you need
First a kick in your mouth
And a hammerpunch till you bleed
I'll put my fingers in your eyes
I'll smash my fist on your chest
I'll piss on your big head
So now what do you think, who's the best?
Now I rule over you - You know that I'm better than you
I dreamed that I knew the secret code
I cracked the formula and found the perfect note
Now it\'s so easy to give you what you need
Your face betrays you, it\'s not so hard to read
Big head, back lash, I see your face and I wanna smash
Smash! Gonna take you far
Your charm, sweet sound, it\'s all for sale
Go climb Mount Everest, I can\'t afford to fail
A certain beauty, that million dollar smile
Just give them what they want before it\'s out of style
You wanna smash - smash!
Gonna take you far
Don\'t wanna crash
Crash! Who do you think you are
Big head, back lash, I see your face and I wanna smash
Have her drink some poisoning
Can get so high you forget how to think
Go cry, and crash
So dry, get trashed
No lie, all thrash
Oh my! more cash!!
You wanna smash...
[Young Noble] (talking)
We got Bad Azz in this mother fucker (Outlawz!)
Spiggity Spice 1 in this mother fucker (Oaktown)
The Low-LIfes in this mother fucker (Still thuggin)
You know The Outlawz in this bitch (hahah. it's on)
[Napolean - Verse 1]
Once again
Another fat nigga fried
Do a drive-by if you wanna fuck with mine
Cause we swallowed inside
My feet stuck to the ground
And ain't shit that move me
Dog, I'm heavy bound
And I done seen niggaz get touched by the pair
Runnin they mouth with only one to the ground
I blow my shit cause I can back it up
Fuck poppin the trunk
Let's throw some hands up
Now how many real niggaz gonna stand up?
I thought so, niggaz better shut up
I'm five-six, hearts bigger than me
But I'll fuck you up so destructively
Thoughtfully, my mack ten pop for me
Got my glocks with me, come ride my block with me
Intoxively, I bought that hennesee
Come ride with me or homicide with me
Outlawz nigga
[Bad Azz - Verse 2]
Shit a nigga still breathin hard from the last song
Cause out here it's either mash or get mashed on
Rest In Peace to all those who done passed away (R-I-P)
Cause with the beat that's in the streets life don't last long
All in between you need to eat, you need some wheat
You needs to heat, the beat, cause you's a condon savage street to shit
You got to mash to sleep a week or snooze
Stay on my feet, I'm tryin to keep em in some shoes
Stay outta jail, this nigga fucks hard and twos again
Let's get this money like we ain't never got it again
Let's keep shootin em like we ain't never shot it again
You got your life but you promised to die
Life is death at the end, you put the rest inside
Life is death at the end, you put the rest inside (come on)
[Chorus - Young Noble (normal) and Bad Azz (indented)]
Life's short young nigga, get your mash on
Hustle on little nigga, get your cash on
If you see death around the corner, get your blast on
You gonna die anyway, life don't last long
We still feelin pain from the last song
Shit, we still feelin rain from the last storm
Homie either mash or get mashed on
Little nigga either blast or get blast on
[Young Noble - Verse 3]
I see how you got to play it now
You got to lay it down
And clown for your crown, have respect now
That's a test just to see if you gonna bring it to em
Then come a whole lot of please when you bring it to em
We keep it movin, motivation is the money
Ability to feed niggaz hungry is so lovely
But that ain't it, we got some soldiers locked down
It's been perfect for what we doin when they drop down
It's hot now and we right up in the thick of it
Picture this, all of us, eatin chips
Sittin on the porch by our house, leavin something in a stash
How do we outlast? Always keep cash
[Spice 1 - Verse 4]
Sittin on the scene, with the nine
Never would of thought, I'd be gettin mine
Bossilini, straight murder dog
Plotted my magazine, master cream
Discenegrate niggaz who blast me
He didn't know I was trapped
He didn't know I was ready
Plug a hole in his chest
And check out with the niggaz vetti
Do a dirty shit, smokin bomb on the dock
Cut your ass up in pieces, throw your meat to the sharks
I got that, hold up
Got a glock and I be puttin niggaz in comas
You's a mother fuckin fool
Cause you dyin for runnin up on me
[Low Lives - Verse 5]
You want beef bitch nigga, see me face to face
After the case, my niggaz travel state to state
I'm on a mash with case, so I can't procrastinate
There's so many lives in state, lord I'm always gonna take
My fate keep guessin, Smith and Wesson Stressin
The lesser the charge, the shorter the yard, I'm dodgin bullets
Rest In Peace to those who couldn't, I'm not gonna run
Keep on mashin and keep on blastin
I'm lastin my time here
Nigga I'm a be a legend in my own time 'fore a die here
You wanna smoke, I'm a note to keep my mind clear
And every nigga that I know mash with no fear
Come on
Chorus
[Young Noble - Verse 6]
A yo, I takes no, no slope, that slope
Livin with no breath
Who wanna go next?
No stretch when it's time to sprint
Time limited
They want my life but I ain't givin it
Outlaw, Low-Lives, taking your life
We blow mics and I'm breakin in with soap dice
I'm baitin now the nigga you hate now
Full steam ahead, my beam is red
Niggaz wanna fight dirty
I'm clean as them
Stay hurtin in the part
You wanna bleed instead?
[Low Lives - Verse 7]
I'm Mister Shorty to the K, the K, f-fantastic
And I'm out here mashin like a nation-wide assassin
I'm kickin ass and takin names later
Better yet, call me Shorty, the motivator dominator
Great rhymes sayer, whole cappa drug dealer
Low-Life nigga, I'm twenty-one and gettin bigger
Roll with niggaz, mine's as big as nine figures
Yeah, them low life niggaz, them five-five niggaz, nigga
You'll get high, roll by, once in a while
I see ya lovin my style
You know I can take it, roll with a stand-by for nothin
Divide, lay low until the ride be out
The four-five on the ground, forty and out
To fourteen days hard time, Low Lives!
Is there anyway I can fix it
Take out my tools, maybe smash with it
Let me destroy the parts that annoy
Swallow the words I'm saving
Fumble the chords I'm playing
Better just break it apart
Then where should they go
But you know I'm just following suit
It's something I aim not to do
Can't mock up a model, me and you
Is someone out there I can trust
The words that never seem to fit
[Incomprehensible]
No sense looking backwards
Shattered every mirror in my eye
Scattering the scrapbook blueprints on the floor
Always thought things would snap into place
With a little more ease and grace
Still a ship sealed in a bottle
Never reaches the sea
And I stash
All of the reasons
Then dash
Them against the wall
And all that I smash
Your heart into tiny little pieces
And every time this happens
It gets harder and harder to built up again
You ask me, how far will I go
You ask me what I wouldn't do
For the sight of my name
As it fills every frame
Yes, I want to be more than a flash
I ask you, what lies should I tell
I tell you I'm willing to learn
So enroll me in school
In your kidney-shaped pool
In a two-piece I make Quite a splash
'Cause I wanna be a smash
Yes, I wanna be a hit and run
Till I've won every heart
Be a queen to each king or mechanic
Plus you, Mr. Zanuck
But first, mister
You have to give me the part
I know all the tricks of the trade
I've even invented a few
Now your interest is mounting
And soon we'll be counting
The lights and the nights
And the cash
'Cause I'm gonna be a Smash!
Yes, I'm gonna be a Smash
Won't you help me be a...
[young noble] (talking)
We got bad azz in this mother fucker (outlawz!)
Spiggity spice 1 in this mother fucker (oaktown)
The low-lifes in this mother fucker (still thuggin)
You know the outlawz in this bitch (hahah. it's on)
[napolean - verse 1]
Once again
Another fat nigga fried
Do a drive-by if you wanna fuck with mine
Cause we swallowed inside
My feet stuck to the ground
And ain't shit that move me
Dog, i'm heavy bound
And i done seen niggaz get touched by the pair
Runnin they mouth with only one to the ground
I blow my shit cause i can back it up
Fuck poppin the trunk
Let's throw some hands up
Now how many real niggaz gonna stand up?
I thought so, niggaz better shut up
I'm five-six, hearts bigger than me
But i'll fuck you up so destructively
Thoughtfully, my mack ten pop for me
Got my glocks with me, come ride my block with me
Intoxively, i bought that hennesee
Come ride with me or homicide with me
Outlawz nigga
[bad azz - verse 2]
Shit a nigga still breathin hard from the last song
Cause out here it's either mash or get mashed on
Rest in peace to all those who done passed away (r-i-p)
Cause with the beat that's in the streets life don't last long
All in between you need to eat, you need some wheat
You needs to heat, the beat, cause you's a condon savage street to shit
You got to mash to sleep a week or snooze
Stay on my feet, i'm tryin to keep em in some shoes
Stay outta jail, this nigga fucks hard and twos again
Let's get this money like we ain't never got it again
Let's keep shootin em like we ain't never shot it again
You got your life but you promised to die
Life is death at the end, you put the rest inside
Life is death at the end, you put the rest inside (come on)
[chorus - young noble (normal) and bad azz (indented)]
Life's short young nigga, get your mash on
Hustle on little nigga, get your cash on
If you see death around the corner, get your blast on
You gonna die anyway, life don't last long
We still feelin pain from the last song
Shit, we still feelin rain from the last storm
Homie either mash or get mashed on
Little nigga either blast or get blast on
[young noble - verse 3]
I see how you got to play it now
You got to lay it down
And clown for your crown, have respect now
That's a test just to see if you gonna bring it to em
Then come a whole lot of please when you bring it to em
We keep it movin, motivation is the money
Ability to feed niggaz hungry is so lovely
But that ain't it, we got some soldiers locked down
It's been perfect for what we doin when they drop down
It's hot now and we right up in the thick of it
Picture this, all of us, eatin chips
Sittin on the porch by our house, leavin something in a stash
How do we outlast? always keep cash
[spice 1 - verse 4]
Sittin on the scene, with the nine
Never would of thought, i'd be gettin mine
Bossilini, straight murder dog
Plotted my magazine, master cream
Discenegrate niggaz who blast me
He didn't know i was trapped
He didn't know i was ready
Plug a hole in his chest
And check out with the niggaz vetti
Do a dirty shit, smokin bomb on the dock
Cut your ass up in pieces, throw your meat to the sharks
I got that, hold up
Got a glock and i be puttin niggaz in comas
You's a mother fuckin fool
Cause you dyin for runnin up on me
[low lives - verse 5]
You want beef bitch nigga, see me face to face
After the case, my niggaz travel state to state
I'm on a mash with case, so i can't procrastinate
There's so many lives in state, lord i'm always gonna take
My fate keep guessin, smith and wesson stressin
The lesser the charge, the shorter the yard, i'm dodgin bullets
Rest in peace to those who couldn't, i'm not gonna run
Keep on mashin and keep on blastin
I'm lastin my time here
Nigga i'm a be a legend in my own time 'fore a die here
You wanna smoke, i'm a note to keep my mind clear
And every nigga that i know mash with no fear
Come on
Chorus
[young noble - verse 6]
A yo, i takes no, no slope, that slope
Livin with no breath
Who wanna go next?
No stretch when it's time to sprint
Time limited
They want my life but i ain't givin it
Outlaw, low-lives, taking your life
We blow mics and i'm breakin in with soap dice
I'm baitin now the nigga you hate now
Full steam ahead, my beam is red
Niggaz wanna fight dirty
I'm clean as them
Stay hurtin in the part
You wanna bleed instead?
[low lives - verse 7]
I'm mister shorty to the k, the k, f-fantastic
And i'm out here mashin like a nation-wide assassin
I'm kickin ass and takin names later
Better yet, call me shorty, the motivator dominator
Great rhymes sayer, whole cappa drug dealer
Low-life nigga, i'm twenty-one and gettin bigger
Roll with niggaz, mine's as big as nine figures
Yeah, them low life niggaz, them five-five niggaz, nigga
You'll get high, roll by, once in a while
I see ya lovin my style
You know i can take it, roll with a stand-by for nothin
Divide, lay low until the ride be out
The four-five on the ground, forty and out
To fourteen days hard time, low lives!
What are you thinking
I tried to reach your face
See what you're thinking
Don't carry around that pain
Everytime I see you
Picking at yourself
I love
I love when things worked out
Smash
I heard you crying
Seven times this year
Crash
'Cause now you're smilin'
Holding back those tears
Every time I see you
Picking at yourself
I love
I love when things worked out
Every time I see you
Torturing yourself
I love
I love when things worked out
I see it from another place right now
I'm coming home before I hit the ground
Run fast there I wanna be gone now
Smash
And I feel it
Smash
And I feel it
Smash
And I feel it
Before you started tokin' you used to have a brain
But now you don't get even the simplest of things
I can draw a little picture
Or even use my hands
I try to explain but you just don't understand
Man you're really losin' it
And you've really done a lot of junk now
But you keep on abusin' it
What in the world happened to you
It's bad enough you do it to yourself
But taking someone with you
Well you know that's something else
I say I'm not that kind of person
I'm not that kind of man
I try to explain but you just don't understand
I might be sympathetic or cut a little slack
If I thought that you were willing to give a little back
But you do it in the morning
You do it in the night
You lie to refrain from just facing your life
So I'll see you tomorrow
You'll be gackin' up again
I'll see you in a coffin by the time your wad is spent
I think of all the times that I tried to lend a hand
I try to explain but you just don't understand
In the beginning God
A fancy that wil pass
I know how it began
I believe in gas
I know that the Big Bang
Gave the world it´s shape
My image is not God´s
I´m related to the ape
Chorus:
Let´s be frank
Let´s talk straight
Won´t believe
´Til they slam hell´s gate
Miracles are folly
I simply must insist
They can never happen
Because they don´t exist
I can´t believe that Jesus
Ever came to save
I even tried to find Him
He wasn´t in his grave
Let´s be frank
Let´s talk straight
Won´t believe
´Til they slam hell´s gate
(2x)
I don´t need a saviour
I´m doing very well
You ain´t gonna stop me
I´m on my way to hell
Let´s be frank
Let´s talk straight
Won´t believe
´Til they slam hell´s gate
(2x)
Hey Frank - lift up your shades
Hey Frank - won´t you look and see
Yeah Frank - Look to Jesus
Look to Jesus and you´ll be set free
Let´s be frank
Let´s talk straight
Won´t believe
´Til they slam hell´s gate
(2x)
Let´s be frank
(repeat ´til end)
Understand that you're holding a bomb in your hand
Take control, hand in hand with yourself from now on
Take this advise, aim to the skies
Aim to the skies above
Show me what you're made of
I'm waiting for the answer
Tell me what you're afraid of
Show me what you're made of
I call out in my sleep
I can't reach you and it's killing me
I call out in my sleep
Sun is gone, days go on like the storm in the sea
And the shore is the loneliest place you can be
Stay dry instead a moment ahead
Aim to the skies above
I call out in my sleep...
You say that you're not the same kid
He one who used to be the weeper
You say it's something deeper
Something that you couldn't tame
Something that would wake the sleeper
You say, you say
Crusin down George Street being Chased by the cops
i have no licence
i have no beer
i have no dignity
but i do have some fear
In being smashed, crunched, dented , eaten alive in my drive of should i
say jive
In being dented, rusted crashed , slashed by a knife in my drive suicide
jive
running through the back streets being chased by their wives
i have no guns
i have no knife
i have no drugs
but i do have some fright
CHORUS
V1
CHORUS till fade
understand that you're holding a bomb in your hands
take control
hand in hand with your self from now on
take this advice
aim to the skies above
show me what you're made of
i'm waiting for the answer
tell me what you're afraid of
show me what you'r made of
i call out in my sleep
i can't reach you and it's killing me
i call out in my sleep
the sun is gone
days go on like a storm in the sea
and the shore is the lonelinest place you can be
stay dry instead
a moment ahead
aim to the skies above
show me what you're made of
i'm waiting for the answer
tell me what you're afraid of
show me what you'r made of
i call out in my sleep
i can't reach you and it's killing me
i call out in my sleep
you say that you're not the same kid
the one who used to be the weeper
you say it's something deeper
something that you couldn't tame
something that would wake the sleeper
you say
They´re all out to get you
they´re all on their way
the devil´s haircut´s cheaper than a slave
so, bleed
don´t you think just feel
here we go
come on let´s move
come on and get through
come on let´s move
they´re trying to get you
come on let´s move
come on and get through
come on let´s move
they´re dying to be here with you
they´re all out to take you
when blue skies turn to grey
see the stars they drift to rearrange
So, bleed
don´t you think just feel
here we go
come on let´s move
come and get through
come on let´s move
they´re trying to get you
come on let´s move
come on and get through
come on let´s move
they´re dying to be here with you
they´re dying to be here with you
I could stick around and get along with you, hello.
It doesn't really mean that I'm into you, hello.
You're alright but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the
party.
Don't get too excited 'cause that's all you get from
me, hey.
Yeah, I think you're cute, but I really think that you
should know.
I just came to say hello, hello, hello, hello.
I'm not the kinda girl to get messed up with you,
hello.
I'ma let you try to convince me to, hello.
It's alright I'm getting dizzy just enjoy the party.
It's OK with me if you don't have that much to say,
hey.
Kinda like this game but there's something you should
know.
I just came to say hello, hello, hey, hey.
I could stick around and get along with you, hello.
It doesn't really mean that I'm into you, hello.
You're alright but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the
party.
Don't get too excited cause thats all you get from me
hey.
Yeah I think your cute but really you should know.
I just came to say hello, hello, hello, hello.
I'm not the kinda girl to get messed up with you,
hello.
I'ma let you try to convince me to, hello.
It's alright, I'm getting dizzy, just enjoy the party.
It's OK with me if you don't have that much to say,
hey.
Kinda like this game but there's something you should
know.
I just came to say hello, hey.