Detroit ( /diˈtrɔɪt/) is the largest city in the U.S. state of Michigan, and the seat of Wayne County. It is the major city among the primary cultural, financial, and transportation centers in the Metro Detroit area, a region of 5.2 million people, and serves as a major port on the Detroit River connecting the Great Lakes system to the Saint Lawrence Seaway. It was founded on July 24, 1701, by the French explorer, adventurer, and nobleman Antoine de la Mothe, sieur de Cadillac.
In 2010, the city had a population of 713,777 and ranked as the 18th most populous city in the United States. The name Detroit sometimes refers to the Metro Detroit area with a population of 4,296,250 for the six-county Metropolitan Statistical Area, the United States' eleventh-largest, and a population of 5,218,852 for the nine-county Combined Statistical Area as of the 2010 Census. The Detroit–Windsor area, a critical commercial link straddling the Canada–U.S. border, has a total population of about 5,700,000.
Known as the world's traditional automotive center, "Detroit" is a metonym for the American automobile industry and an important source of popular music legacies celebrated by the city's two familiar nicknames, the Motor City and Motown. Other nicknames arose in the 20th century, including City of Champions beginning in the 1930s for its successes in individual and team sport,The D, D-Town, Hockeytown (a trademark owned by the city's NHL club, the Red Wings), Rock City (after the Kiss song "Detroit Rock City"), and The 313 (its telephone area code) Detroit became known as the "great arsenal of democracy" for its support of the U.S. role among the Allied powers during World War II.
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When a film crew moves into an abandoned psychiatric hospital with a shadowy past to shoot a low budget horror film, they get more than they bargained for. The late nights and lack of sleep begin to take a toll, and the longer this crew works, the more the leaky, wet building seems to be coming back to life, feeding off its new inhabitants. As the shoot wears on, members of the crew exhibit increasingly strange behavior leaving those still sane realizing they need to get out of this place before they too succumb to the building's infectious hold, the only problem, the old hospital is not ready to let them go.
Insanity can be contagious
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Swing Lowe Sweet Chariote is an emotionally charged urban drama about a good girl whose best friend is murdered just before graduation. She gets caught up with Ace, a local drug dealer that takes her deeper into the violent futility of the streets.
Keywords: urban
In the mean streets of Cleveland, you have to aim high to Swing Lowe
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When love goes beyond the human flesh and touches on the bounds of time, you find the city of Detroit and the presence of Death personified. It is in these crossed lovers we, the people of Detroit, find ourselves ensnared in a lovers quarrel. It is story of twisted love that entraps the people around their love/hate relationship that sings in the abandoned facades of a once booming place known as Detroit. In their final dance of love-making he submits to her. In their final dance she embraces him and ends it. It is about a place of decay and abandonment. It is an experimental piece with very little dialogue and more about poetry in movement and poetry come to life on the silver screen.
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K-11 follows Raymond Saxx Jr. (Goran Visnjic), a powerful record producer who wakes from a drug-induced blackout to find himself locked up and classified "K-11." Plunged into a nightmarish world ruled by a transsexual diva named Mousey (Kate del Castillo), Raymond is truly a fish out of water. Complicating matters are a troubled young transgender named Butterfly (Portia Doubleday), a predatory child molester (Tommy 'Tiny' Lister) and the ruthless Sheriff's Deputy, Lt. Johnson (D.B. Sweeney). Ray's struggle to contact the outside world and regain his freedom seems impossible, but he must learn to navigate this new power structure if he is ever going survive and be in control of his life again.
Keywords: number-in-title, rape, transsexual
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Two professional thieves break into a house in search of a safe, only to discover a man beaten beyond recognition, tied down to torn mattress in a hidden room. They decide to help, only to become trapped by a serial killer whose torture methods will have them begging for death.
Keywords: female-nudity, homoeroticism, serial-killer
Dying is Easy...Staying Alive is Torture
Brian: I'm going to make your throat menstruate!
You'll Be Awakened!
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The beloved owner of a New Orleans bordello dies of a heart attack, leaving the establishment to be run by an employee. However, the girls find out that a corporation owns 51% of the business, and the new owner sends the brothel's "residents" a message--earn more money for us or you're out of here.
Keywords: bondage, business, costume, father-son-relationship, hardcore, ownership, peep-hole, role-playing, sex, whorehouse
Money Can't Buy Heat, Passion or Love... But What Money Can't Buy, It Can Rent!
Davy Gordon: Is Detroit your real name?::Detroit: Hell no. I changed it. My real name is Philadelphia.
Belle La Belle: Well, how come Detroit gets to break in a cherry?::Dolly: Oh, well now, Belle, you know cherries don't mix with vinegar.
Detroit: Let's take it slow, alright? Yeah. Sex is not a race.
Detroit: So Davy, you're about to make a discovery. It's the reason why men fight for it, and they steal for it, commit their lives for it and even kill for it.
Detroit: Sure ain't no virgin puss.
Harold Greene: What exactly does The Rising Sun do?::Mrs. Fox: I haven't the slightest idea. It's one of Mr. Bartell's projects who's unfortunately unreachable at the moment. Something to do with the government of China.
Detroit: No matter what he says remember, 99 percent is bullshit. The other 1 percent is cowshit.
Detroit: How long you guys been out of puberty?
Cary: My, Dolly, with your looks shouldn't you be working the rooms?::Dolly: [Chuckles] Oh, you know me, Cary. I'll work my back off but I won't work on my back.
Stanley: Somehow I... I don't think this is all quite legal.::Caz Wilcox: Oh Stanley, according to the law it never was legal.
[Warwick]
You've got a sting like a scorpion
I'd like to see you try
You say that love is just a passing thing
It won't get you high
And you're one crazy mother
It's time to mend your ways
I'll put you on the streets with nothin'
Sit back and count the days
Take him
Take him to Detroit
C'mon and take him
Take him to Detroit
Everybody wants you
They want to break your back
Too much smack will bust your ass
Just get right out of here
I ain't no politician, I ain't no government man
But I've seen alot of shit like you
And I just don't give a damn
Take him
Take him to Detroit
C'mon and take him
Take him to Detroit
Lost souls in cheap hotels
Living in the gutter rattlesnakes eyes
Just a bit is far too much
You're gonna go crazy, you're gonna lose your mind
Take him
Take him to Detroit
C'mon and take him
Take him to Detroit
i didn't know what time it was until the sun went down
Detroit mild on the bus downtown
last night i was fighting on the street
but tonight i have a girl next to me in this cold world
she brings me heat
i got a good feeling in a bad city tonight
i gotta good feeling everything's gonna be alright
some run some fight
i got a good feeling in a bad city tonight
detained in illegal custody spent the night in jail
with a drunken priest and a hooker $500 bail
nobody knew who was who standing in the street like that
i hit the ground to make a sound
i got a good feeling in a bad city tonight
i gotta good feeling everything's gonna be alright
some run some fight
i got a good feeling in a bad city tonight
bus droped me off and i had to cough i couldn't breath
'cuz i got ripped off i couldn't realize by being satisfied 'cause it runs so thin
and thats why im pissed off we had no money we had time
she had the champagne i had the cisco wine
she said do you want to come you better hurry because
You don't need maps when you know
where the sidewalk cracks
You don't need maps when you know
where the sidewalk cracks
Let's walk everywhere we can tonight
It's dark but I tend to see more clearly in this light
Being too angry at the age of sixteen
Turns your early twenties into one of those dreams
Where you can't find what you're looking for
We were over thinking again
Bikes ride faster at 3am
You don't need maps when you know
where the sidewalk cracks
You don't need maps when you know
where the sidewalk cracks
It's still enough for me
Let's walk everywhere we can tonight
It's dark but I tend to see more clearly in this light
Being too angry at the age of sixteen
Turns your early twenties into one of those dreams
Where you can't find what you're looking for
We were over thinking again
Bikes ride faster at 3am, yeah
You don't need maps when you know
where the sidewalk cracks
You don't need maps when you know
where the sidewalk cracks
No, You don't need maps when you know
where the sidewalk cracks
It's still enough for me
It's dark but I tend to see more clearly...
It's still enough for me
I love this place unconditionally
We pray for the worst things,
Making presidential threats when the phone would ring
We pray for the worst things,
Making presidential threats when the phone would ring
We pray for the worst things,
Making presidential threats when the phone would ring
(We pray for the worst things,
Making presidential threats when the phone would ring)
To prove no one in the sky or behind the lines
Cares we're alive
I come from 8 mile you can never make it out is what they say
I didn't let no one tell me it could'ntbe done I knew one day
Water street is oh so cold no joy on joy road no they don't play (no no)
If you ever been around you know they get down 6 mile don't change (oh no)
No space for phoneys out here after the club is coney island meet me there
Got so much love for the hustlers yeah we all need customers what you holding
Wouldn't trade my life for no one everything I know I learned from where my hood is
If you don't know by now it's in Detroit motor city is where I come from
I'll be that woman that came from Detroit lions tigers pistons and motown even when
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
You see I like Chicago but I got to go back to Detroit
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
You see I like Chicago but I got to go back to Detroit
One and one is two, two and two is four
Now you tryin' to tell me that you don't love me no
more
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
You see I like Chicago but I got to go back to Detroit
Two and two is four, four and two is six
Baby I believe you're up to your same old tricks
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
You see I like Chicago but I got to go back to Detroit
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
Five and five is ten, ten and twenty is thirty
Everybody in the neighborhood knows that we're goin'
steady
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
You see I like Chicago but I got to go back to Detroit
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
Come on, you always said you wanted to go
You see I like Chicago but I got to go back to Detroit
You see I like Chicago but I got to go back to Detroit
They tore down the Berlin wall
They let the hammer and sickle fall
They fitted me for a uniform
Had it ready the day I was born
I destroy everyone I love
I destroy everything I touch
I don't own my own skin
All I got is original sin
Brought down in a broken home
Mixed blood, brittle bones
I destroy everyone I love
I destroy everything I touch
Love sex, female hex
Open eyes, empty legs
No release, exist to cease
Gimme a knife, break my teeth
They tore down the Berlin wall
They tore down the Berlin wall
They tore down the Berlin wall
(M. Detroit)
Pack up the home and family
The only way to kill the beast
Bury the pain before it grows too late
No dream left to follow
Back to the hustle and the grind
Back for the quality of life
There's hope beyond the streets of gold
But not for the rainbow
Detroit
I can hear your motor humming
Don't you know I'm coming home to you
Detroit
Where the simple things are free
And everything you need
Is there for you, there for you
This town aims at you like a gun
She never misses anyone
She'll chew you up and spit you out
The rest you can borrow
Detroit
I can hear your motor humming
Don't you know I'm coming home to you
Detroit
Where a man can be a man
All you need to understand
Is there for you, there for you
You've got every indication
Things are going to be fine
The industry is like a hum
That somehow soothes your mind
Let's talk about the wisdom
Let's talk about the charm
That somehow lets you know
You're better off with who you are
Who you are
Detroit
I can hear your motor humming
Don't you know I'm coming home to you
Detroit
Where the simple things are free
And everything you need
Is there for you, there for you
Detroit
Where a man can be a man
All you need to understand
Is there for you, there for you
Detroit....
I am dreaming of a Michigan girlfriend
All bright-eyed and happy in pain
I am dreaming of a Michigan girl
See her come around
Fall down, break & scatter everywhere
I close my eyes and I can see her waiting
I am pleading for a Michigan dream girl
I am pleading for a Michigan girl
See her come around
Big lie wrapped inside her little glove
I close my eyes and I can see her waiting patient for me
I cover my ears
I clear my mind
She starts to fade
I am dreaming of a Michigan girlfriend
She's starting to fade
I am dreaming of a Michigan girl
I close my eyes
I see her waiting oh so patient for me
I cover my ears
I close my mind
"7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile"
In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hussle
In Detroit, nobodys got a deal with Russel
In Detroit, you'll be lucky if your not a victim of a shooting
In Detroit, crack-head zombies still prostituting
In Detroit, where the underground rap don't get played on the airwaves
Unless, pull or push, men got payed
In Detroit - bitch, you aint even from Detroit
Fuck your rap, 7 mile is where the hustlers at
In Detroit, ain't no fucking freestylin, ain't no time for that
Got twenty-fours on the eighty-four Regal and I'm grindin
Detroit, know my name
In Detroit, it's cocaine
In Detroit, don't play no hoe games they'll blow out your brains.
In Detroit, you can catch me on 7 mile
In Detroit, where the bitches and niggas, they live wild
In Detroit, where you find the dope game is shitty
In Detroit, where the bitches show assholes and titties
In Detroit, where the niggas and bitches, they build cars
In Detroit, we got hoodrats and ghetto stars
In Detroit, we ain't taking no shit from nobody
In Detroit, we got Sammy the Bulge and John Gotti
In Detroit, we got pimps and players, hoes and macks
In Detroit, we ride Regals, Chevys, and Cadillacs
Gettin money by the stack from the rap for the crack
In Detroit, its like that, liquor stores for the blunt and
In Detroit, we got arabs that look like Bin Ladin
In Detroit, we got bitches and niggas that stay plottin
In Detroit, we stay rottin, forgive but not forgotten
Potatoes stay au gratin, come close and catch a hot one
In Detroit, you can be a victim of the ghetto
In Detroit, got more rock than heavy metal
In Detroit, bitches slide down the pole butt-naked
In Detroit, some real and some fake it, some snake it
In Detroit, mu'fuckas just hope they make it
In Detroit, I can't take it, so I just wanna break shit
Detroit got some winners, Detroit got some losers
Detroit got the best dope-dealers and drug-abusers
And I be the rabbit-killer, the killer who kill rabbit
In Detroit they bust automatics at trailer park addicts
Across 8 mile in Detroit, you hate my style
Soopa Villain in Detroit, I'm at the top of the pile
In Detroit, got the fix for you niggas who broke
In Detroit, we got the weed, speed, raw, and coke
In Detroit, where the bums will rush your ass
Where the little old ladies do the hundred-yard dash
In Detroit, where the bitches look fine as Hell
But if you slap that bitch up, you gotta go to jail
In Detroit, we got the space-age futeristic
Nigga, check my statistics, my number is unlisted
In Detroit, where you got to be fly as Hell
With your attitude shitty like your shit don't smell
In Detroit, aim big ya got east to west
North end to the end, and down to southwest
And don't forget the HP and small ass hamtraning
I'm talking 'bout Detroit, understand it, God damn it
And if you dont know the places I called off
[Intro: Bronze Nazareth]
Yo, yo, turn my shit up a little bit, man
Yeah, like right there and shit
[Bronze Nazareth:]
Yo, my impacts that fracture bones and pierce stones
Reports by Peter Jennings, on your desk when the sun arose
That's deep like a fall from heaven, the call from your reverand
Stranded in Baghdad, aggressive as keg blast
Silent as sounds as thrusts from a shank stab
Move in waves like a puma's shoulder blade
I amaze, I'm amazed, find your ways through the minor haze
Photographic chapters from a pall pit
Write on the walls of my mind, inside my skull pit
Piss cloudy like London skies, I wonder why
I don't drive that jet black four five
[Kevlaar 7:]
Who can fuck with me on the table of elements
Hand me a mic and I'll melt MC's irrevelant
Tentaments and projects, throwing up my logo
I rhyme degrees equivalent to breathing an inferno
Slow burn, running dues and mics, my turn
I carry sound barriers, that's none of your concern
I flip moods like nuns with guns, goons and good
The hero disposition, superhero with a hood
[Phillie:]
Battle the best of them, ignore the rest of them
Killed about a million MC's, maybe less of 'em
Then my dogs taught me, cover my tracks
When it's war time, with more rhymes, to counter attack
My word play, similar to shit in Iraq
Get blown off the map with no chance to fight back
Man down, chip a tooth biting my style
Had a lock the same before, yo kid, what's up now?
[Bronze Nazareth:]
I creep low, pull heat slow out with heat throw
I teach the seeds through you, leak if you need to
Proceed to build, far cathedrals where trees grew
My thoughts are jagged, slice helmets in Hebrew
I watch the hands turn, counter clockwise
So I can look back on the future and learn
I told you lines small as spines, jam knives, rush revolvers
I'm tough smothered in teflon marauders
A world's mother, carry Atlas on my back
Throw a shank through your fuel tank, crash ya plane wax
[Phillie:]
Roots up, come through masked and blue truck
Still mashing, any shape, form or fashion
Outlasting, all those, that profile and pose
Like hoes, in the front row, of one of my shows
Phillie oh so, rapper slash hustler, kid
Ain't a man alive touching the kid, get off that
And into some shit, trust me, I'm as I'll as it get
Go for your guns, prepare to be crushed, trust none
[Bronze Nazareth:]
I'm a man of many hats, black hoodies, no furs
Want a chaffeur that blow herb all on the curb
When the sun shine, I want mine, away from heaven
Spitting lazer beam schemes that'll blind ya vision
My dividens, medallion cartel suited pipes
Don't shoot the dice if you ain't nice, follow the script
Rust Detroit, a warfield of concrete trenches
The bullet holes, ski masks and backdoor entrance
This is it, I wrote it, a poet lauriete
With a semi loaded tech, when I speak, rhymes eject
[Kevlaar 7:]
No love, but a slug, for these pussies, try'nna push me
Over the edge, and out of my head, pronounced head
But, we don't die, we expand to foreign lands
Come back with rich for the fam, and break 'em down in grams
For the street team, loyalty, guns and roses
To hand out the casaulties of war, we soldiers
Full of that hydro smoke, it's over
Here I sit alone
Ride through the Motor City
Crying inside
I'm dying inside
I can remember you
Like a photo, like a star
It moves like
I wanna be like you
I remember you
I'm covered in black
But I remember you
You ain't coming back
I see your face
And I feel fine
When I see your face
Last time you saw me
I'll never forget
You looked at me
Like we'd never met
Hold my head down
And look up to the sky
Crack a smile
I say goodbye
I remember you
I'm covered in black
I remember you
I'm still in black
All in time we die
In time we die
I remember you
I'm still in black