Garnett, Tay Filmography

• Timber Tramps 1975, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Challenge to Be Free 1975, role: actor, character name: Old Marshal McGee Play in Full Screen
• Challenge to Be Free 1975, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The Delta Factor 1970, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• The Delta Factor 1970, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• The Delta Factor 1970, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Cattle King 1963, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The New Loretta Young Show 1962, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• A Terrible Beauty 1960, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Seven Wonders of the World 1956, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The Black Knight 1954, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Main Street to Broadway 1953, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Four Star Playhouse 1952, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• One Minute to Zero 1952, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Cause for Alarm! 1951, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The Racket 1951, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Soldiers Three 1951, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The Fireball 1950, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The Fireball 1950, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court 1949, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Wild Harvest 1947, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Wild Harvest 1947, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The Postman Always Rings Twice 1946, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The Valley of Decision 1945, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• See Here, Private Hargrove 1944, role: miscellaneous crew, Play in Full Screen
• Mrs. Parkington 1944, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Since You Went Away 1944, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Bataan 1943, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• The Cross of Lorraine 1943, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• My Favorite Spy 1942, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Weekend for Three 1941, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Unexpected Uncle 1941, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Cheers for Miss Bishop 1941, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Meet the Stars #2: Baby Stars 1941, role: actor, character name: Himself Play in Full Screen
• Seven Sinners 1940, role: actor, character name: Drunken Sailor - Fight Sequence Play in Full Screen
• Cafe Hostess 1940, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Seven Sinners 1940, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Eternally Yours 1939, role: actor, character name: Pilot Play in Full Screen
• Slightly Honorable 1939, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Eternally Yours 1939, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Eternally Yours 1939, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Slightly Honorable 1939, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Slightly Honorable 1939, role: actor, character name: Reporter Play in Full Screen
• Trade Winds 1938, role: writer, Play in Full Screen
• Joy of Living 1938, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Trade Winds 1938, role: director, Play in Full Screen
• Trade Winds 1938, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Joy of Living 1938, role: producer, Play in Full Screen
• Joy of Living 1938, role: actor, character name: Man on Phone in Newspaper Office Play in Full Screen
• Love Is News 1937, role: director, Play in Full Screen

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  Di Grind
  Kaizers Orchestra

  Ta denne ringen. Sett han på din fing
  Kommer du til himmelen går du rett inn
  Men en ting, bare en liten ting
  Du er ikkje død, du er fortsatt min
  Klapp dine hender. Klapp en siste gong
  Tramp ditt trebein på golv av betong
  Klokkene ringer, de ringer deg inn
  Kom på mi side av di grind
  Kom på mi sia av di grind
  Reis deg opp og kall deg for en mann
  Nok er nok, du snakker løgn, eg snakker sant
  Om du har et siste ord før du drar
  så spar de til du kommer ner til din Far
  Klapp dine hender. Klapp en siste gong
  Tramp ditt trebein på golv av betong
  Klokkene ringer, de ringer deg inn
  Kom på mi side av di grind
  Klapp dine hender, klapp dine hender

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  Da Grind
  Masta Ace

  Yeah
  Send this one out to everybody, trying to make end ends meet
  Yeah
  I'm on the grind
  Still got my money on my mind
  And I, feel like I'm walking on the line
  When it, seems like I'm running out of time
  That's when I'm going on the grind
  [Masta Ace]
  Ay yo, I'm trying to make my dollars double
  I done found a place to fit in
  For niggaz trying to get into this power struggle
  I work hard on the job like immigrants
  And always try to get my first half in advance
  It sounds strange but the rap game is not a game
  You could make a lot of money gain a lot of fame
  But don't get it twisted
  You could get addicted
  Buy a mansion in the Hamptons, and get evicted
  Now if you call me and I'm not around
  I'm probably putting my grind down
  Doing shows out of town
  I be the manager, road manager, and call handler
  Booking agent, choreographer and tour planner
  I be the V.P. of marketing and promotions
  Producer and arraigner, with a range of emotions
  And after it all, I still gotta perform
  At three o'clock in the morn', when half the fans are gone
  But it's fine
  Been on the grind since like '88 or '89
  The game is foul like a plate of swine
  Now is there anybody con like me?
  Is anybody out there on the grind like me?
  For everybody working nine to five
  For everybody trying to rise with they eyes on the prize
  I'm with 'cha, we all going through it
  But yo, deep down inside I know we still gon' do it
  [Chorus]
  I'm on the grind
  Still got my money on my mind
  And I, feel like I'm walking on the line
  And it, seems like I'm running out of time
  That's why I'm always on the grind
  Yeah, I'm on the grind
  Still got my money on my mind
  And I, feel like I'm walking on the line
  When it, seems like I'm running out of time
  That's when I'm going on the grind
  [Apocalypse]
  Yeah
  I really feel I'm blessed 'cause I was born with a talent to rhyme
  But the stress got me this close to quitting sometimes
  On the crowded A train every morning
  I can't wait for the day
  My hustle game don't got to start this way
  Niggaz think it's all good when they see me and hear my CD
  And think I'm jumping in the 745 with TVs
  They don't know I miss tours and shows
  To go to work and pay bills and keep dough on my clothes
  In the shadow of a legend so
  They expect me to spit and sound like him
  But y'all need to let it go
  Everyday I face the crossroad of rap or drugs
  Album cuts and singles and crack heads and clappin' thugs
  When I'm broke my moms won't even give me a hug
  But on payday I'm her baby then she call it love
  I keep making my moves 'cause one day I'm a prove
  I got what it take and I will not lose
  Yeah
  [Chorus]

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  The Grind
  Tommy Bolin

  I walked all day tryin to find me work,
  I must have knocked on one hundred doors.
  Would have swallowed my pride for some money,
  And be satisfied sweepin' the floors.
  Mr. Government-man.
  Mr. Silver-and-gold.
  Mr. Bustin'-my-ass.
  Mr. All-you-can-hold.
  I spent last night a sleep on a park bench,
  'til a cop came and moved me along.
  Told him I wasn't botherin' nobody,
  Yes he told me to go.
  Everywhere, I get the same kind of answer,
  Not now or maybe then.
  Well me time is runnin' out on me people, yes me people.
  If you're down and without a friend.

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  The Grind
  Pep Love

  [Pep Love]
  Uhhh
  We don't give a fuck about ya
  Makin the dolla makin ya holla
  Breakin all of the rules
  To turn it out yall
  Awaken the scholar
  The priest the popes
  Without a doubt yall
  They can douse yall
  With dreams and hopes in the sky
  Beyond the clouds
  Beyond the crowds and the shrouds
  In disguise
  Bullshit, endless lies
  Manifest destiny tries the best in me
  Eyes focused upon the prize
  Mucho dinero needed for me to proceed
  With careful strokes of genius
  Feedin my family
  Fiendish for the feeling of a Franklin
  Fearful of no man
  But self in self is no man
  I'm an anomaly known as spirit
  And when I'm in need
  I express fresh, thresh the field
  Assess my yield
  From what I did apply my will
  Still I pray
  For each and every bill I pay
  With diligent intent to get skrilla
  All the illegitimate need
  Is to feel a little bit of success
  Acquisition get em out that
  Position of stress on ya mind
  Got money on mine, wheelin and dealin
  The new design for your appeal and delight
  Dynamite for good times
  And granite for negativity
  The planet is mine
  We on the grind
  [Chorus:]
  Constant elevation
  Swimmin in my amenities
  Livin with ease
  (Dollar bill yall)
  The only color is green
  Know what I mean?
  From dusk till dawn
  It's still on
  My exponential growth expands
  Extra potential both
  Detrimental and essential don't
  Brand it candid let your kinfolks
  Conceptualize the uprising
  Metropolitic enterprising
  Look into my eyes and realize
  The size capitalize ya lives
  And don't recognize the plots
  They would devise to stop
  The money mission cuz my intuition
  Guides me not from the payin
  I'm obeyin my call
  Parlayin my skill, playin my ball
  Relayin the all is in yall
  Fizzin and bubblin through ya conscience
  Ambition ya mission accomplished
  Dividends invested
  We livin in an adolescent time of mankind
  At a lessened standards of life
  That I must attain
  Reparations so I step with patience
  Much to gain, plus
  Bust the same passionate prose
  And mash for the cash in it
  With imaginative magical masterpieces
  Listenin in position to blitz and bomb
  The bitch in you individuals
  Don't let it get you in a critical situation
  With your ass out ancient
  Stay original and get ya dough
  Inclined to find yourself
  A little bit richer, livin divine
  We on the grind
  [Chorus x2]
  My empty hands tempt me
  To implement these plans
  Blueprints and templates for power movements
  Poetical concrete, gems in my hymns
  Form jewels in my DNA, strands in my stanzas
  Transfer to me in a question and answer
  Combined in blindin speed, further advancement
  Infinite amount of choices, limited chances
  Don't be timid intimidated and disenchanted
  Step in the arena chumps, raise ya lances
  Prepare to joust but first put on ya dancin
  Shoes to hit the canvas
  Stand up and fight, we get ya hyped
  Cuz hip hop is propaganda
  Tools that I brandish
  Can dish panic and manic depressiveness
  Get ya lost like Atlantis
  We forge ahead for the advantage
  Of federal notes, rockin ya boats
  Leavin ya beats in bandages

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  The Ground
  Mendetz

  Your feet are not treading on the ground
  And you’re walking on the void
  You’re not really on a steady place
  The stability is a fake.
  Now, you, take your mother cold hands,
  Kiss your girl, embrace your friends
  And now look look look at your down,
  Someone has pulled up your ground!
  And now… now you’re falling down,
  And now… your truths become doubts
  And you… still wondering why?
  There’s no ground, no bounds, nothing to grip
  Your spill is absolutely deep