The Legend of Zorro is a 2005 sequel to The Mask of Zorro (1998), both directed by Martin Campbell. Antonio Banderas and Catherine Zeta-Jones reprise their roles as the titular hero and his spouse, Eléna, and Rufus Sewell stars as the villain, Count Armand. The film, which takes place in San Mateo County, California, was shot in San Luis Potosí, Mexico with second-unit photography in Wellington, New Zealand.
In 1850 (10 years after the events of the first film), the people of California are voting to decide whether or not to join the United States of America as a state. During one of the votes, a wild gunman named Jacob McGivens attempts to steal the box of votes. Before he makes off with the ballots, however, Zorro appears and chases after him and his men. Zorro succeeds in recapturing the votes, but in their scuffle McGivens manages to pull off Zorro's mask. A pair of Pinkerton agents see the face of Zorro, recognizing him as Don Alejandro de la Vega. Zorro then makes a makeshift mask out of his costume and rides off on his stallion, Toronado, to deliver the votes to the governor.
Everybody needs to be cool
If you´re not, you can’t take any girl for you
You are the only man in the world
Show who is the boss, and prove that you deserve
You should know
Those things must go on
It´s time to go
All those girls want to be a man
Move your gun and retire their hands
Just let your third leg show the way
Save the world, it can´t be same
You should know
Those things must go on
It´s time to go
Everybody, take your clothes of now
Show your body, ‘cause the One has come
You should know
Those things must go on
It´s time to go
As I gaze from my tower, I can see him
Lurking, watching
Flickering in the gloom-light of funeral pyres
Immortal specter, waiting in the shadows
For his time to emerge and close my eyes forever
Who is this figure, shrouded in the veil of death?
Why does he seek me
To inflict his curse upon my head?
From beyond the realm of man
He speaks with words like thunder
Casting condemnation upon my wounded soul
No more to breathe the air, to feel the warmth of summer
As I start to slip away
[talking]
Hope y'all can hear me out there
Mic check to the world, huh
Broadcasting, 2000 and 1, still at Screw's house
Huh, he back on the table, but you just don't see him
You got to feel him, know what I'm talking bout
E.S.G. huh, the god, the legend what
Putting it down, my partna Slim Thug, huh
Lil Baller up in here, Lucky we bout to do this man
My partna the legend, uh, feel this feel this
[Hook: Lucky]
Here's a little story, from the Freestyle King
Just some Down South G's, forfilling they dreams
Gripping on pine, swanging through your town
It's that boy E.S.G., and you know he gon clown
[E.S.G.]
Hold up hold up, open up who's this
The one who made you say Maan, new year new shit
My twinkies twist Screwed Up Click, you can ask Pres. Bush
I'm the state representative, man take a look
Open your eyes up better wise up, now how you love that
I'm in Memphis fucking chickenheads, me and Project Pat
Paper stacks what we got, platinum ice up in my mouth
Hardest legend up out the South, E.S.G. gon spell it out
Now the S is for the Southside, which I claim
Now the C is for the way my partna, changed the game
Sipping bar now the R, for his first name
Which is Robert, Robert you know I felt your pain
Now the next letter E, I'ma hold it down for you
What's the last one fool, ahh shit W
That's for Screw too and Screw too, now I'm about to wreck
Left the world slowed down, and ain't caught up yet
[Hook: Lucky]
See the Slim Thug, boppers bopping
Hatas hate so they mug, pouring it up
And sipping drank out a jug, boss hogg
Keeping it crunk in the club, with that boy Mr. Luck'
[Slim Thug]
My freestyle is flawless, my lifestyle is flawless
Them Boss Hogg Outlaw boys, be the rawest
Much love to the legend, by the name of DJ Screw
I'm strutting on buttons, coming through candy blue
Paid dues broke the rules, putting it down with Big Tyme
Candy do's glass 4's, is how that H-Town shine
I'm on a million dolla grind, you can tell when you see me
All that balling that's on T.V., that's me in 3-D
20 inches off the ground, dropping 20 inch screens
When Slim Thug on the scene, you see seedy green that lean
I'm a show flow wrecker, I put my money on my mouth
It's the boss of the North, putting it down with the South
Looking good in a Fleetwood, I'm pulling bops in my drop
We keep straight through stop signs, and pop trunk on cops
Slim Thug, E.S.G., taking our respect
Northside Houston Tex, 'nuff said who's next ha
[Hook: Lucky]
Lil Baller, shot caller
Got Excursions, Durangos and Impalas
And all us, fin to do our thang
Ice on piece and chain, wrist and the pinky ring
[Lil Baller]
DJ Screw, this Lil Baller and I never met you mayn
But from them boys and to you mixing, can't forget you mayn
I came a long way, from playing Atari
Now I'm Jaguar and Rover, and a Gucci Ferrari
I'm back and I'm on the scene, and I got my mean mug
And I'm fin to do a track with E.S.G., and that boy Slim Thug
Now from the Northside, to the Southside
Everybody mouth drop, it's open wide
And now I'm talking bout, when y'all see me on your block
I see y'all dropping top, and I see the blades chop
And when y'all see me open the trunk, knock knock
And y'all gon see the way I do it, from the top top
And I'm fin to wreck it mayn, put it down with Big Tyme
Fin to do a big rhyme, then I get my big shine
And y'all boys, really ain't ready
Cause down here, we ch-chop like mechettis
[Hook: Lucky]
Grip wood grain, swang lane to lane
Pop my trunk, and let the 18's bang
Steady jamming Screw, till the end of time
Even though you gone, you still on my time
Yeaah-yeeah uh huh, uh huh
It was a California August in '82
when my mother gave birth to the SpamTec crew
13 years later, had me looking at Linux
programming made me stronger like Popeye to spinach
Now, people know that a DG carry weapons
but if that weapon is a NES you steppin'
We finished Contra in only one life
finished Metal Gear 2 using only a knife
People might that we're frontin'
then they see all the newb's online that I'm puntin'
My rhymes flow, just like my code
even though my source is owned by SCO
What about my Endian, I keep it low
See me on Gun Bound, call me pro
I'm a certified legend but I'm still your bro
A PSA boy, the more you know.
I'm a legend everywhere that I go
every distro
every Craigslist ho-punk that I dissed yo
can't get enough of YTcracker's jams
and they can't get enough of YTcracker's SPAM
I'm a legend everywhere that I go
every distro
every Craigslist ho pumpin' they fist yo
can't get enough of YTcracker's jams
and they can't get enough of YTcracker's SPAM
I said my heart's wide open Goatse
and my Windows min like Ho Chi
I'm just another nerd but I rap about it
Shit talk on the 'net, then I laugh about it
I been caught trippin', like the Star Wars kid
when I'm on Ebay snipin' a bid
Catch me on a web cam like Numa, Numa
See me at the club and I'm rocking Puma
Another net legend if you see me yodel
spit a little something that's anecdotal
Tell me bout the time that Ebaum's World
stole your 'chop like I stole your girl
Catch me on Genmay not Something Awful
Lowtag would ban me rofl, rofl
I'm a certified legend but I'm still your bro
PSA boy, the more you know.
I'm a legend everywhere that I go
every distro
every Craigslist ho-punk that I dissed yo
can't get enough of YTcracker's jams
and they can't get enough of YTcracker's SPAM
I'm a legend everywhere that I go
every distro
every Craigslist ho pumpin' they fist yo
can't get enough of YTcracker's jams
and they can't get enough of YTcracker's SPAM
I'm a legend everywhere that I go
every distro
every Craigslist ho pumpin' they fist yo
can't get enough of YTcracker's jams
and they can't get enough of YTcracker's SPAM
I'm a legend everywhere that I go
every distro
every Craigslist ho-punk that I dissed yo
can't get enough of YTcracker's jams
Among the ruins of the past
I am the first. I am the last
Who's laying on the bones of those
Who've found their rest in ancient dust
They brought themselves into this land
Forgotten pleasures, burning sand
The scorching moon was deaf and blind
To all the cries that filled the night
They all have paid the cost of crime
And touched the easy flow of time
Forgotten faces, voices, lives
All disappeared in decline
And I remember them so brave
On their last journey to the grave
They walked like heroes and noone
Knew that their fate already done
And then the heaven turned to hell
It burned them like a demon's spell
The Earth has raised its fiery depths
To send them terrible farewell
The sand was red and hot from blood
And full of bodies torned apart
They whispered prayers to the skies
And died with widely open eyes
And now the silence rules the place
Still keeping secrets of distress
Nobody waiting them returned
Noone to weep for or to praise
They've faced what they were looking for
Destruction, loneliness and war
And all their hopes are in my hands
But they don't need them anymore
Among the ruins of the past
I am the first. I am the last
Who's laying on the bones of those
Who've found their peace in ancient dust
I'm whispering prayers to myself
The outcry is stuck in my throat
But the time has come and you cry or you don't
But then somebody won't forget the warriors
Who were cleansing their swords on the grass
And the raven's black tribe clapping g their wings
And the sky was laughing and then bit its tongue
And the hands of the one who survived were trembling
And the moment suddenly became the eternity
The sunset burnt like a funeral fire
And stars were gazing like wolves frome clouds
At those who passed into the night and were lying with their arms abreast
And at those who survived and were sleeping dreamless
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DON'T BLAME ME...
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Eric Wincentsen "Greetings from the Humungous-
267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu The Lord Humungous!"
Glendale Community College, -The Road Warrior
Glendale, Arizona
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The time has come to crack the sky
He wakes to rise once again
He closes his eyes and wonders why
His mission had come to end
Sent through time to give the world
Sounds of thunderous song
Fighting for victory that was his along
In his sleep the world did pass him by
Still he dreamed, his passion couldn't die
His powers taken from the gods, given to unworthy men
Creating naivete with no message to send
Feeding on the weakened minds, all who fell for the plan
Prepare for the end, his time is at hand
In his sleep the world did pass him by
Still he dreamed, his passion wouldn't die
With a vengeance in his torn heart
He has come to claim his glory
Believer of forgotten time
The legend carries on his story
A fire burns within him that burns forever more
The fight that he's been fighting, it's what he's living for
He's lives his darkest hours out on the street of dreams
A journey with no promise, but still he had to see
[Lead: Dan]
[Dual Theme Lead: Perry & Dan]
Through a broken sky he stands on top the world once again
The unworthy weakened minds, lives come to an end
The masses roar to hear, sounds of thunderous song
Praising his victory, that was his along
In his sleep the world did pass him by
Still he dreamed, his passion never died
With a vengeance in his torn heart
He has come to claim his glory
Believer of forgotten time
The legend carries on his story
The masses
Listen once upon a time a fairy came on my way
She told me which record to buy to find a way to learn
to sing
I was no more than a child and they got the world still
stay on my lips
Sweet child in time in the dark in the black knight you
will shame
Lazy girl know who you are but in fact you're not to
blame
And your speed king in your car you can drive far far
away
You got no chance so good you are to reach the stars of
the highway
Somewhere fly the glory knights
Somewhere in the skies
Can't you see...
Fire's always good for them remember burn one of the
best
When smoke on the water went then they knew the smell
of success
And now you can understand these fires burning in my
chest
Somewhere fly the glory knights
Somewhere in the skies
Can't you see...
It's a legend alive...
I was no more than a child some of their songs still
stay on my lips
And I've dreamed one of these night god will come back
and take the lead
Sweet child in time through the light we win much more
then unchained
See god wake up and fight to see the stars of the
highway
Somewhere fly the glory knights
Somewhere in the skies
There was a legend about this woman
Who never saw the daylight
When she finally did, when she finally did
She felt dead
And when they found her all they found was water
Or maybe blood without its red
And they found the letter with a thousand pleads
it's everything about me
you know i can't explain
as i lie awake beside you
one thing for you to doubt me
but dont forget my name
i hope one day you'll feel the same
i'd rather throw it all away to be with you
i'm somewhere in the shadows
suffercating in the light of you
sometime you live
sometimes you wait
but you'll never know
You heard 'bout the legend of Jesse James, an' John Henery just to mention some names.
Well there's a truck drivin' legend in the south today.
A man called Bandit, from Atlanta, Gee-A
Every gear jammer knows his name.
They swear he got ice blood runin' in his veins.
A foot like lead, and nerves like steel.
He's gonna go to glory ridin' an 18-wheel.
Oh, boy!
He left Atlanta back in '63.
Haulin' him a load up to Tennessee.
He hit Mount Eagle in a drivin' rain,
so hard he couldn't even see the passing lane.
Well he started down the grade when he lost a gear.
He hit them breaks and found he had no air.
The Mount Eagle grade is steep and long,
and everybody that seen it thought the Bandit was gone.
Oh Son!
Well his truck jack-knifed, turned completly round,
he was coming down backwards 'bout the speed of sound.
Alot of folks seen him, and they all say
he had his head out the window yelling, "Clear the way!"
Well he got to the bottom, safe and sound,
and everybody asked Bandit how he made it down.
He said folks when the truck picked up too much speed I just runned along beside it and drug my feet.
You heard the legend of Jesse James, an' John Henery just to mention some names.
Well there's a truck drivin' legend in the south today.
A man called Bandit, from Atlanta, Gee-A
Every gear jammer knows his name.
They swear he's got ice blood runin' in his veins.
A foot like lead, and nerves like steel.
He's going up to glory ridin' an 18-wheel.
Oh tell 'em!
Talk to me Guitar.