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Plot
Gruff, hard-nosed new boss Stanton takes over a scientific research company upon the death of his benevolent father. Scientists Manning, Gordon and White, who are very close to a breakthrough in time travel, are told by Stanton they must have results in 24 hours or face a funding cut-off. Trying to push their equipment past its safe operating limit they travel into the far future and distant past, with Stanton along as an accidental participant, unaware that a surprise awaits them as they struggle to return to the present.
Keywords: alien, diamond, dinosaur, falling-into-lava, fictional-war, independent-film, laser, lizard, remake, time-loop
Plot
Saloon owner Barnet wants the Indian reservation land on which he knows there is gold, and organizes a gang, aided by some renegade Indians, to raid and terrorize close-by settlers,hoping to arouse them to drive off the Indians. Rancher Jerry Randall, accompanied by school teacher Nancy Cooper, sets out to defeat the plot. In order to win the loyalty of the innocent tribe members, Randall masquerades as a legendary friend of the Indians, El Latigo.
Keywords: 1880s, action-hero, alley, ambush, american-indian, archive-footage, argument, army, arrow, arson
EXPLOSIVE ACTION! as "El Latigo" rides through the land of savagery and gleaming gold to deal out his kind of justice!
SAVAGE IMPACT! EXPLOSIVE ACTION! CHILLING SUSPENSE! (original poster)
RIDE WITH "EL LATIGO" to the land of thrills! (original poster)
Plot
Zona Libre is a small enclave across the river from America. Despotically ruled by General Calleja, it offers sanctuary to outlaws, at a price. Newly arrived is Clete Mattson who has $2million in gold to buy guns for the Confederacy. But who can he trust with so much money around? Certainly not Calleja, but maybe the eye-catching Carmelita? The General thinks she's his property but she seems rather to fancy Mattson. Whatever's going on, Mexico wants the place back.
Keywords: gold, mexican, mexico, robbery
General Eduardo Calleja: we will give these men a fair trial, then we will shoot them in the morning.
[DJ Drama]
(Dramatic Nigga)
[Drake]
Uh, well alright, here I go
I'm a rapper turn singer and you can tell that he smoke
But i don't need my vocal chords all i hit is C notes
N.E.R.D flow i spaz if I'm prevoke
I'm bout to change the fucking game, pass the remote.
Money is everything, and it's every other thing
I'm part of the choir and its the motto that my brother sing
Cash is the right now, women are post game
MoneyOverBitches dot com check the domain
It's coming too soon, album on the way
People ask me if i pray, i say yeah once in a blue moon
Oops, i mean a red moon, i did it again to 'em
Let me leave the station for your blood affiliation
I say heavy metaphors, flow so overweight
I could rap around these other youngin's like a cobra snake
Frostbite drizzy nigga, nobody is cold as drake
Keep yo ass inline, don't be tryin' to roller skate
Fuck all the discrete shit, i get on some peep shit
I am 21, tell me who do i compete with
I'm on my elite shit, you can tell im real cuz i'm gettin hood love
And i aint even talkin street shit
Young angel, young lie and im done tryin
I'm jus doin, who's drinkin' cause im buyin'
It's on me, everything is on me
And my girl is still down like shes fucking John B
And when i go dumb, i tend to do dumb shit
I just listen back and now I'm soundin' like a trumpet
This for all the strippers cause i know they gonna bump it
Tell her back it up and dump it, back it, back it up and dump it
Ain't no pistols here, yo money will disappear
My accountant will feed his family off my fiscal year
Tax, brackets and back and forth faxes
My money come in full circle, get up on my axis
Maybe I'mma kill 'em only cause i promised
They think I'm bein' cocky but I'm only being honest
I'm swallowin' the goose, got a model getting loose
And i never party less, i got some bottles and a booth
I just walk up on the scene, I'm about to take this
I'm just havin' patience cause i want it to make sense
White cup, orange pop, Tennessee state shit
Drop a 4 in it and appreciate the greatness
[DJ Drama]
(Gangtsa, gangsta, gangsta.
I just want y'all to remember,
This is the first mixtape you bump,
While you have a black president.)
[Lil Wayne]
Yeah.
Come on, pass the dro.
I am such a beast, and you can ask them hoes.
And they might even say you should leave me alone.
Their only scared.
Cause it gets like me.
Stunting is a habit, I get it from my daddy.
Just like Shaggy, I told that Boombastic.
Im a rude bastard.
I dont give a fuck about y'all.
I aint talking marbles, you can pluck my balls.
And yes I am falling, but up I fall.
And if your bitch in heat, she can fuck my dog.
I went from penny pinchin' to private planes.
Never sat on any benches, I got in games.
Starter Carter, ball harder.
Ten girls, pent house suite, y'all order
Whatever y'all please.
Wine, crackers, and cheese.
They take off their clothes and put on my tees.
The supplement Im taking got me feeling mighty
my gun and money dont split, call that shit Siamese.
Yes, my watch make the frickin' time freeze.
Your girl bless me, she suck my dick, and I sneeze.
Cheap ass apartment, just the kitchen I need.
And eighteen Gs is why the chicken crossed the street.
What you know about it? My nigga so about it.
If we kill everybody, they can go to court about it.
Weezy. I ignore the liars.
Baby, I ignite the fire.
I am Michael, Michael Myers; leave your body in the dryer.
Got the shotty on the side of me.
My bad boys follow me.
Im a bad boy, obviously.
Pop one at your ivy league.
I dont have a rivalry.
If so, you have a cosulty.
Oops, I meant a casualty.
Oops, I meant catasrophe.
Oops, I meant actually, you niggas is just ass to me,
And big, wet, pussy is more like what Im rathering.
Welcome to the gathering.
Welcome to the burying.
Or I hang you on the wall like an art gallery.
You got short salary.
and I got long money.
I got cash money.
I got young money.
Bitch.
[DJ Drama]
(See, I told y'all it was going to be worth the wait, right?)
[Lil Wayne]
What ya gonna to say about me
I ain't already thought?
What ya gonna try and sell me
I ain't already bought?
You wrap yourself in my colors
Ain't I the one you love to hate
You reel me in and run me over
I bend but I don't break
I'm my father's son, I'm a son of a gun
I won't back down
Standing, I'm still standing
I've got my feet on the ground
Standing, I'm still standing
Now I ain't giving in so figure it out
I'm wild and I'm free
I'm stubborn and proud
I'm raising these hands
Gonna shout it out loud
Standing, I'm still standing
You know me, my hands are dirty
Gonna pound my chest
Just as soon kill as kiss me
Do your worst, bring out my best
Don't play for no one
Don't give an inch
Push when the wind is blowing
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm a son of a bitch I don't take no shit
I won't back down
Standing, I'm still standing
I've got my feet on the ground
Standing, I'm still standing
Now I ain't giving in so figure it out
I'm wild and I'm free
I'm stubborn and proud
I'm raising these hands
Gonna shout it out loud
Standing, I'm still ...
I won't back down
Standing, I'm still standing
I got my feet on the ground
Standing, I'm still standing
I ain't giving in so figure it out
I'm wild and I'm free
I'm stubborn and proud
I'm raising these hands
Gonna shout it out loud
Standing, I'm still standing
So come on, push me around
Standing I'm still standing
Take a look at me now
Standing, I'm still standing
I won't back down
Standing, I'm still standing
I've got my feet on the ground
Yea, you already know,
When I walk the fuck by
You can't act like I ain't the fliest thing you ever seen in your whole entire muthafuckin sorry ass life
[Chorus:]
You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans
That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can't leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind, no sleep
I'm good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
Stntin' like a young nigga supposed to
Stunt'n like I'm supposed to
Ridin' with my hat cocked back
Smokin' something good 3 blunts and I'm smacked out
All city on smash, game on padlock
26 inch rims throw 'em on the matchbox
6 bad hoes man I can't choose one
3 cell phones I just can't use one
You see how often I spit
You just off bread hun
This the shit they can't do young
Talk fly if you look 'em in the air
Too young, you wonder were I got these Gucci pair of shoes from
A lot of ya'll mad
To me it's just funny
I see why ya'll hatin man the hoes just love me
And you know I'm gettin' shhh
Fuck it I ain't gotta say it
The tab taken care of nigga I ain't gotta pay it
Yea, I'm all day with it, year round
I bet if you was here now
[Chorus:]
You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans
That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can't leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind, no sleep
I'm good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
Stunt'n like a young nigga supposed to
Got a fat knot, blunt rolled up
Me I ride clean
Neck froze up
Bad bitch on the side
My niggas all rich
Foreign whips is what they drive
Yea, I smell like Gucci and big money too
See them guys with me? they gettin' money too
Ride 22's and got heat so
If a nigga try me you a big prob you runnin' into
I smoke a lot need blunt or 2
At a time whole pounds I be runnin' through
Yea, I got a dime bitch coming through
Cause I pimp like I'm supoosed to
Wonder how I get it like this, I could show you
It's all leather in the whip when I roll through
This year I'm a get shit cleared
Take a look at this kid
[Chorus:]
You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga you ever seen
Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans
That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone
When I pull up she can't leave me alone
Lil' homie I grind, no sleep
I'm good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
Hear me when I roll through
MEINE NACHT HAT 48 STUNDEN
UND MEIN TAG SCHAUT NIE VORBEI
HAB MEIN GLÜCK BISHER NOCH NIE GEFUNDEN
UND WENN ICH'S HÄTT', WÄR'S LÄNGST ENTZWEI
ICH BIN NICHT GUT BEIM LIEBE NEHMEN GEBEN
UND WENN ICH GEB, GEB ICH ZUVIEL
ICH BIN NICHT GUT ZU DIESEM KLEINEN LEBEN
UND WENN ICH'S WÄR, WÄR ICH DANN HIER?
UND WENN ICH FALL, DANN FALL ICH TIEF
UND WENN ICH SCHREI, WEIL MIR NICHTS BLIEB
ICH SCHREIE NUR WEIL ICH NICHT
SCHNELLER LEBEN, HÖHER FLIEGEN
WEITER GEHEN KANN
HILF MIR NICHT,
DENN ICH WIRD HEUTE NICHT ZUHÖR'N
DIESE NACHT, SIE HAT KEIN ZIEL
WILL KEINEN RAT UND KEINE GROßEN WORTE
BRAUCH' NUR MICH UND DAVON VIEL
UND WENN ICH FALL, DANN FALL ICH TIEF
UND WENN ICH SCHREI, WEIL MIR NICHTS BLIEB
ICH SCHREIE NUR WEIL ICH NICHT
SCHNELLER LEBEN, HÖHER FLIEGEN
WEITER GEHEN KANN
SAG' WIE LANG SIND 48 STUNDEN
DENN MEIN TAG SCHAUT NIE VORBEI
Chorus:
Hey, I pulled on and I'm stuntin
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
I'm done, and I'm stuntin!
I need a roller band for the one hundreds
I pull on, and I'm stuntin
Everywhere I go, man I need those!
And I'm stuntin!
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
Every way I wake up on clocky digits
Money on the clock, so I gotta get it
... cash Shawty, is your thirty winning
Pull her to the hood, she is no...
Nigga, yeah, she is on my competition
Swag out of space, I can see you niggas
And my wives cost a couple figures
And my car cost a couple niggas
I'll be flexing on you broad niggas
I'll be flexing on you hoe niggas!
SOD on the...
I pull on and I never had...
Chorus:
Hey, I pulled on and I'm stuntin
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
I'm done, and I'm stuntin!
I need a roller band for the one hundreds
I pull on, and I'm stuntin
Everywhere I go, man I need those!
And I'm stuntin!
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
Hey, freezing, man, he...
I was selling bricks with my...
Soulija boy, I do it big
Pull out to the hood with my team!
Passing money to the little kid
I do this shit for real, this how it is
Swear to God this is how I live
Talking that I'm slicing you from ear to ear!
All that fake shit you gotta go
99 boy in Chicago
Sweat, I'm smoking live with my nigga
It ain't hard done, he pulled the trigger
Chorus:
Hey, I pulled on and I'm stuntin
I need a rubber band for the one hundreds
I'm done, and I'm stuntin!
I need a roller band for the one hundreds
I pull on, and I'm stuntin
Everywhere I go, man I need those!
And I'm stuntin!
Well, I'm standin' with my head bowed down, now
That ain't right, that ain't wrong
It's just a feelin' but I can't shake it
Well, I keep on tryin' but it's been so long
If I hurt you, I did not mean to
I beg you pardon, I did not want to
When I leave you, don't you think about me?
Well, I won't be back babe, I'll be long gone
When the time comes and I'm not ready
Seems it's over before I'm started
Well, the time comes and I don't feel it
I don't know nothin' but my own
So I'm standin' with my head bowed down, now
And that ain't right, that ain't wrong
It's just a feelin' but I can't shake it
Well, I keep on tryin' but it's been so long
Our kingdoms into the sky go
And the highway like a river does flow
On my way sometimes it hurts so
On your way, just don't go home
So I'm standin' with my head bowed down now
That ain't right, that ain't wrong
It's just a feelin' but I can't shake it
Well, I keep on tryin' but it's been so long
Well, I'm standin' with my head bowed down now
That ain't right, that ain't wrong
It's just a feelin' but I can't shake it
Well, I keep on tryin' but it's been so long
Well, I'm standin' with my head bowed down now
That ain't right, that ain't wrong
It's just a feelin' but I can't shake it
Du betratst den Raum und wir wussten bescheid
Ich und mein Stolz wussten: gleich ist es vorbei
Du hast die Sätze einstudiert: 'Das musst du doch verstehen
So eine Chance kommt nie wieder'
Du gehst tränenreich in eine höhere Liga
Eine grenzenlose Liebe gegen die paar hundert Kilometer
Und wenn das hier mal ein Traum war, ist er böse denn hier geht er
Und ein drittel Heizöl, zwei drittel Benzin
Dies ist nur nichts, und ein Kuss, und ein Zug nach Berlin
Wir sind nicht dafür geschaffen uns zu belügen
Und 48 Stunden können allen, aber nicht uns genügen
Macht immer was dein Herz dir sagt
Immer was dein Herz dir sagt
Mach immer was dein Herz dir sagt
Und begrab' es an der Biegung des Flusses
Mach immer was dein Herz dir sagt
Da muss viel mehr Weisheit in mich rein
Und ich weiß genau dein Herz ist gut
Und weiß ganz genau meins wird zu Stein
Und ein letzter flotter Spruch zum Schluss
Nicht von Anfang an gewusst
Nicht von Anfang an geahnt
Was war und ist, kommt und bleibt
Es tut uns nicht leid
So sieht's aus - unterm Strich:
Es tut uns nicht leid
You niggas cant do what we do/
You niggas cant ball like we ball/
You niggas cant crawl like we crawl our rims stay taller than yall/
We ride wit screens hatas we shinin on yall/
We cant even shop in tha mall/
We get attacked in tha mall/
You niggas cant do what we do/
You niggas cant ball like we ball/
You niggas cant crawl like we crawl our rims stay taller than yall/
We ride wit screens hatas we shinin on yall/
We cant even shop in tha mall/
We get attacked in tha mall/
Im in this game like fuck tha fame/
I had to put on my chain/
'cause im so hot it will hurt ur flame/
you niggas cant do like we do/
Mein Tag hat 48 Stunden, ich sag mein Tag...
Ich sag zu meinem Tag
Fang schon mal ohne mich an
Sind gerade erst aufgewacht
Hab noch Sand in den Haaren
Bin noch müde von gestern
Weißt Du wo wir waren?
Wenn es einmal dunkel wird
Wenn es zweimal dunkel wird
Dann weiß ich... dann weiß ich
Mein Tag hat 48 Stunden, ich sag mein Tag...
172 800 Sekunden, ich sag mein Tag...
Mein Tag hat 48 Stunden, ich sag mein Tag...
172 800 Sekunden, ich sag mein Tag..
Ich wollte nur kurz raus den neuen Tag zu begrüßen
Die Morgenluft am Strand in vollen Zügen zu genießen
Dann sah ich Dich im Mondlicht stehen
Und es machte mir Spaß Dich anzusehen
Ich fragte Dich ob Du irgendjemanden erwartest
Du sagtest ja denn jetzt bist Du da
Zusammen sind wir zurückgegangen
Und die Nacht hat nochmal angefangen
Wenn es einmal dunkel wird
Wenn es zweimal dunkel wird
Dann weiß ich... dann weiß ich
Mein Tag hat 48 Stunden, ich sag mein Tag...
172 800 Sekunden, ich sag mein Tag...
Mein Tag hat 48 Stunden, ich sag mein Tag...
172 800 Sekunden, ich sag mein Tag..
Frag mich nicht wie es weitergeht
Es ist nur dieser Tag um den sich alles dreht
Ich möchte nur mit Dir die Zeit vertreiben
Denn dieser Tag soll für immer bleiben
Wenn es einmal dunkel wird
Wenn es zweimal dunkel wird
Dann weiß ich... dann weiß ich
Mein Tag hat 48 Stunden, ich sag mein Tag...
172 800 Sekunden, ich sag mein Tag...
Mein Tag hat 48 Stunden, ich sag mein Tag...
172 800 Sekunden, ich sag mein Tag..
Ich sag zu meinem Tag
Fang schon mal ohne mich an
I'm standin' with my head bowed down now
that ain't right, that ain't wrong
It's just a feelin' but I can't shake it
Well I keep on tryin', but it's been so long
If I hurt you I did not mean to
I beg you pardon I did not want to
When I leave you don't you think about me
I won't be back babe I'll be long gone
When the time comes and I'm not ready
seems it's over before I'm started
The time comes and I don't feel it
I don't know nothin' but my own
I'm standin' with my head bowed down now
that ain't right, that ain't wrong
It's just a feelin' but I can't shake it
Well I keep on tryin', but it's been so long
Oh, kingdoms into the sky go
and the highway like a river does flow
oh, and my way sometimes it hurts so
oh and your way just don't go home
So I'm standin' with my head bowed down now
that ain't right, that ain't wrong
It's just a feelin' but I can't shake it