LYRICS: WALK WITH ME

DOC: SO TELL ME ABOUT YOUR CHILDHOOD

ME: WHAT ABOUT MY CHILDHOOD?

DOC:TELL ME ABOUT YOUR UPBRINGING

ME: LOOK DOC… IF U WANT THIS CONVERSATION TO GO ANYWHERE U GON HAVE TO BE MORE SPECIFIC.

DOC: CONVERSE…

ME: WHAT?

DOC: NEVER MIND, IM SORRY… SO TELL ME AS A CHILD WHAT WAS A NORMAL DAY LIKE IN YOUR HOUSEHOLD?

ME: WELL…

I WAS SLEEP IN MY BED TIL I HEARD A BOOM/ (ADD SOUND EFX)

IT MUST BE MY PARENTS FIGHTING IN THE LIVING ROOM/

WE NORMALLY EAT CEREAL & WATCH CARTOONS/

BUT TODAY I WATCH MOM NURSE HER OWN WOUNDS/

POPS GONE… WE WANT SEE HIM NO TIME SOON/

EVERY TIME THEY FIGHT SHE MAKE THE NIGGA MOVE/

THE ONLY PLACE THAT FEEL SAFE IS A NIGGA ROOM/

AND I ONLY LEAVE… WHEN I GO TO SCHOOL/

I HATE SCHOOL… SCHOOL HAS TOO MANY RULES/

ITS TOO HARD TO MAKE FRIENDS ALL THE KIDS CRUEL/

ON THE 1ST DAY OF SCHOOL, SOME BULLY TOOK MY SHOES/

THAT DAY I LEARNED HOW IT FELT LOSE/

I WASNT HURT… I WAS CONFUSED/

CUZ NORMALLY IM THE ONE THAT GETS TO LEAVE THE BRUISE/

TWO YEARS LATER I ROBBED HIM FOR HIS JEWELS/

PLUS I USED THAT TOOL TO FIX HIS ATTITUDE/

NOW HE KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO LOSE/

DOC: DO U FEEL THAT YOU EMPOWERED WHEN U HURT SOMEONE?

WAIT DONT ANSWER THAT… YOU SAID THE DAY U WERE BULLIED U LEARNED WHAT IT FELT LIKE TO LOSE.

ME: YEAH SO…

DOC: BUT YOU ALSO ADMITTED THAT THE BULLY DIDNT DAMAGED U PHYSICALLY.. JUST MENTALLY. CORRECT?

ME: CORRECT…

DOC: U EVER TAKE THE TIME TO THINK ABOUT YOUR ACTIONS?

ME: NO.

DOC: U KNOW THE SAME MENTAL DAMAGE & HURT YOU EXPERIENCED THAT DAY… IS THE SAME PAIN YOUR VICTIMS FEEL?

LYRICS: peepin' ran

staring thru ya window, i see u got that white on/

its just getting dark but inside u got the lights on/

today she in shorts yesterday she had them tights on/

i caught her working out doing yogi with her nikes on/

not the black one's the white one's/

the 1's with the grey check, i got a pair just like'm/

tonight she going out in the mirror putting her ice on/

she got the kind of shape that anything look nice on/

everything concise precise sooo enticing/

im starting to get a woody… i turn my device on/

the last tape i watched so much i was reciting/

the music you was playing in the background… frightening/

i replayed it over & over… rewinding/

u in them red thongs… winding, grinding/

i almost climbed in you made me so excited/

i see you highlighted ur hair its cute i kinda like it/

we friends on Facebook every pic u post i like it/

& i was so delighted the day u had invited/

me to your party in the place where u reside at/

that day i decided… that we should be one… united/

tonights our anniversary/

today we been together a year & u certainly/

haven't noticed me none/

and im starting to feel that this relationship is done/

LYRICS: room #1414 pt,1

POPN PILLS IN MY ROCKIN CHAIR/

WHERE THE FUCK IS THE PIZZA MAN/

I BEEN WAITING SINCE YESTERDAY/

THE MF STILL AINT MADE IT HERE/

IM ALL OUT OF BLUNTS & BEER/

SMOKIN BIBLE PAPER DRINKING OLD GIN/

AND IM HALFWAY THRU CORINTHIANS/

IT MUST OF TOOK ME HOUR TO SMOKE GENESIS/

FOR SOME STRANGE REASON I CANT REMEMBER SHIT/

MY RIGHT HAND SCARED SOMEHOW I INJURED IT/

MY LEFT CHEEK SCRATCHED LIKE FOUGHT A BITCH/

LAST NIGHT EVENTS MUST OF BEEN INTENSE/

I HOPE I DIDNT LEAVE MY FINGERPRINTS/

THE LAST TIME I DID THAT I HAD TO LEAVE FLINT/

POURING KEROSENE OVER MY VICTIM JEANS/

I WONDER IF THE NEIGHBORS SEEN ANYTHING/

PIC OF @RANRU ICED OUT BEZEL

LYRICS: "FAMILY BUSINESS"

THE KIDS GETTING BIGGER, YA KIDS GOT KIDS/

ITS CRAZY THEY DIDNT SAY TIME PAST THIS QUICK/

LIL CHAUNCEY GOT A JOB, & NOW HE ON HIS OWN/

CUZIN JASON DID HIS TIME HE JUST CAME HOME/

I AINT GON TELL YA WHAT HE DID THATS FAMILY BUSINESS/

TO ME HE STILL THE SAME KID FROM THE BABY PICTURES/

STICKY STILL LOCK'D WE TALK I SEND PICTURES/

I HEARD DANTE OUT… BUT THEY SAY HE GETTING SICKER/

DONT ASK ME WHAT HAPPEN, THATS FAMILY BUSINESS/

WE ONLY TALK ABOUT THAT AMONGST FAMILY... NIGGAS/

GOT IT ALL TWISTED YEAH IT WAS MY IDEA, BUT STILL ME N DOC SPLIT IT/

ME N BOO USTA KICK IT UNTIL I CALLED HIM SKILLET/

IM TRYNA BALL LIKE JONAVAH AND WRITE MY OWN TICKET/

AFTER WE LOST GRANNY ALOT THINGS CHANGE/

MY AUNTY GOT CLEAN SHE DONT F' WITH THAT MANE/

DONT ASK ME WHICH AUNT THAT FAMILY BUSINESS/

AND LATELY… ITS LIKE MY WHOLE FAMILY DISTANT/

I MEAN IT REALLY AINT THE SAME THE FAMILY DIFFERENT/

SUPREME FOCUS CLIENTELE VOL. 2

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LYRICS: "COME ON"

BLOOD IN THE MOSH PIT… START MASHING/

THE MC RAPPING THE DJ SCRATCHING/

THE CHIX IN THE CROWD & THE CAMERAS FLASHING/

BLACK TRASH SWAG WE CALL IT MUD SPLASHING/

BLACK TRASH BAGS ALOT OF BLOOD SPLASHING/

BLACK CAR GANG… WE OUT SKULL SMASHING/

I MIGHT BLACK OUT OFF THIS THUG PASSION/

POOR BLACK TRASH... DRUG DEALER FASHION/

ALL BLACK GXSR, ALL BLACK WAGON/

ALL BLACK CAUCUS... BLACK DAKAKIS/

U RATHER HUG A CACTUS, THEN BLACKBALL US/

BLACK JAYZ ON THE BLACKTOP BLACK BALLERS/

YOUNG BLACK BOYS BECOME BLACK FATHERS/

BLACK ROLEMODELS BECOME BLACK MARTERS/

WE TOO BLACK FOR THE JOB MARKETS/

& WE WAY TOO BLACK TO ATTEND MARCHES/

VRS 2: THIS IS REAL HIP HOP… (YEAH) F' YA FAVORITE RAPPER/

WE'LL STOMP HIS ASS OUT… BETA CAPPA/

LURKING IN THE SHADOWS IS A KIDNAPPER/

KILL U 1ST THEN YA KIDS AFTER/

RANRU DANZTLER… THIS IS FEAR FACTOR/

WE FEAR GOD… WE DONT FEAR RAPPERS/

CUT OUT HIS TOUNGE THEN HIS EAR AFTER/

SPEAK NO HEAR NO… SNITCH BASTARDS/

SEE NO EVIL... SEE SIX FLASHES/

SIX DAYS LATER HE'LL BE ASHES/

OR SIX FEET DEEP IN A CHEAP CASKET/

SEND'M TO HELL IN A HANDBASKET/

ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL I BLEW A HEAD GASKET/

GETTIN HEAD IN THE WHIP… WITHOUT CRASHING/

WE TOOK OVER THE LANE… WITHOUT ASKING/

ITS HARD TO LISTEN TO THAT... WITHOUT LAUGHING/

ROCKY DIAMONDS x RANRU "BALLIN" [SUPREME FOCUS CLIENTELE]

LYRICS: ADRENALINE

THE 50 KNOCKIN AT MY MOMMA DOOR/

I KNOW THEY LOOKING FOR ME… SO I GOTTA GO/

I TOOK 600 AND I BOUGHT A O/

THIS IS MY LAST CHANCE SO I GOTTA BLOW/

IF I GOT A HOE I GOT A HOE/

AND WE GON BLOW… EVEN IF SHE GOTTA HOE/

A LIL DOUGH TO ALOT OF DOUGH/

AND WE DOIN #'S LIKE THE INSTANT LOTTO/

I WAS TEARING DOWN CHEEROS WHEN IT WAS THE GROTTO/

TELL THE WAITRESS BRING BIG BOTTLE/

AK PISTOL WITH THEM BIG HOLLOWS/

I SHOULD COME TO YA SHOW & THROW RED TOMATO'S/

KITCHEN KNIFE ACROSS YA PA-TY-DO…

PEEL YA SKIN OFF… I-DA-HO/

IM LIKE A POT ON A HOT FIYA/

WHATS A SMALL FRY TO DEEP FRYA/

GUNRULE RUFF RYDER/

& WE AINT JUST IN GUNRULE WE WORLDWIIIIDA/

TELL HER OPEN UP A LIL WIDER/

WHILE I STRAP ON THIS RUFF RIDER/

SHE SAID SHE HATE MEN SHES A MUFF DIVER/

BUT SHE DROVE MY STICK LIKE A TRUCK DRIVER/

NOW THAT MAKES U A LIAR/

SHE LIKE CHIX THAT LOOK LIKE SNOOP FROM THE WIRE/

NOW THAT MAKES U WEIRD… CUZ ALL YA GIRLFRIENDS LOOK LIKE MYA/

TEQUILA PAPAYA… VIAGRA/

SHE WAS WETTER THAN NIAGRA/

I RIP'D OFF HER CLOTHES THEN I GRAB HER/

THREW HER ON THE BED I SMASHED HER/

WHILE I FUCKING HER I HAD A/

CRAZY TEMPTATION TO JUST STAB'R/

DOC CAN U PLEASE TELL ME WHATS THE MATTER...

LYRICS: THE MOTIVATION

PRESS ONE BUTTON TO MAKE ENGINE ROAR/

PRESS ANOTHER BUTTON WATCH THE SCREEN FALL/

IF I PRESS THIS & THAT AT THE SAME TIME…

THE STASH'LL POP OUT U CAN SEE THE RAW/

MY LIFE IS LIKE A MOVIE THAT U SEEN BEFORE/

IM TRYNA SEE SUM SHIT I NEVER SEEN BEFORE/

OPPORTUNITY KNOCKED SO I OPENED THE DOOR/

IM JUST TRYNA EXPAND TURN ONE TO FOUR/

I GOT KNOCKED THEY TRIED TO GIVE ME 1TO 4/

HE SAID HE CAN GET ME LESS… BUT HE WANTED MORE/

THATS WHEN I MADE UP MY MIND F' THAT CORNER STORE/

F' THEM NICKELS & DIMES I WANTED MORE/

ONE DAY I SAW E AT THE CORNER STORE/

I TOLD'M LOOK OUT FOR ME PUT A NIGGA ON/

E SAID WORD CALL A NIGGA PHONE/

MAAAN I CALLED E PHONE TIL MY MINUTES WAS GONE/

LESSON LEARNED: GETCHA OWN/

IN THAT ALL BLACK TRUCK DROPPING OFF DUCKS/

WE DONT DEER HUNT BUT WE CHASE BUCKS/

WE DONT CHASE SLUTS, SLUTS CHASE US/

ROLL UP THE DUTCH, OPEN THE ACE UP/

CATCHING PLAYS FROM THE LIMOUSINE, HOP OUT CLEAN/

WE WENT FROM LIMA BEANS, TO MASA CUISINE/

STUFFING HUNDREDS IN THE MONEY MACHINE/

NIGGA THIS THE NACIREMA DREAM/

I WOKE UP THIS MORNING FILLED WITH SELF ESTEEM/

CAUSE AT THIS POINT… I CAN BUY ANYTHING/

MOMMA SAID I COULD BE ANYTHING/

BET SHE NEVER THOUGHT HER SON WOULD BE STREET KING/

LYRICS: all black everything d'smoove x RanRu

ALL BLACK GSXR, ALL BLACK JACKET/

ALL BLACK PISTOL, ALL BLACK WAGON/

CEASAR PULL UP IN THAT ALL BLACK MAGNUM/

ALL BLACK LOUIS, ALL BLACK GLASSES/

BLACK TAR HEROIN, I GOT IT FROM THE AFRICANS/

TOOK IT TO THE SPOT AND I WRAP'D IT IN BLACK PACKAGES/

NONE OF CUSTOMERS BLACK, IM A PACIFIST/

SHOUT OUT TO JON JELKS HE'S A BLACK ACTIVIST/

ALL BLACK RUBBERBANDS, BLACK DUFFLE BAG/

ALL BLACK DENIM SAGGIN OFF MY BLACK ASS/

MY NIGGAS SNIFF LINES AND ROCK BLACK MASK/

I HAD BLACK FRIDAY LINES ON CASS AVE/

U SEEN THEM ALL BLACK VEST THEY JUST RODE PASS/

I NEED A BLACK CARBON PIPE & SOME COLD MAGS/

BLACK WRISTBAND WITH THE BLACK RAG/

BLACK DAMIER WITH THE BLACK TAG... RAN/