@RANRU SHARES HIS OPINION ON THE GRAMMY'S

MY NEW "BLOOD RED" ATMOS THERMO PEN

#WAXLIFE #OILGANG #TEAMVAP

FEELING THE LOVE ON TWTTER...

ITS TWEETS LIKE THIS... THAT FUELS MY DRIVE & MAKES ME GO HARDER!

ITS ONE THING TO BELIEVE IN YOURSELF... ITS ANOTHER WHEN YOU HAVE OTHERS.. PEOPLE YOU DONT KNOW... PEOPLE U NEVER MET BELIEVING IN YOU!

I WAS BUILT FOR THIS... I JUST GOTTA AKE SURE THE RIGHT PEOPLE SEE & BELIEVE THE SAME THING... AND BOOM! #PRAY4ME #HOLDMEDOWN #SHOWSUPPORT

@RANRU HAS SOMETHING TO SAY....

RAPPERS ARE LIARS... SO DONT CALL ME A RAPPER... ARTIST ARE ACTORS... SO DONT CALL ME AN ARTIST.... MUSICIANS MAKE MUSIC.... POETS WRITE POEMS ... I DO NEITHER... SO WHAT ARE U? (YOU ASK)... IM A AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL AUTHOR WHO SPECIALIZES IN COMPOSING "RHYMING AUDIO BOOKS" U SHOULD CHECK OUT MY WORK... #GOOGLE ME

HUGE SHOUTS TO MONEY MAYWEATHER AKA P.B. AKA THE BEST TO EVER DO IT!

THE LOVE... IS WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT! THE HATE IS A WASTE! IF U A HATER KEEP TRYING, BECAUSE THERE IS NO WAY YOUR STOPPING THE LOVE! THE LOVE IS TOO STRONG! OVER THE YEARS I HEARD ALOT OF HATEFUL THINGS SAID ABOUT "P B"

"HE DON'T CARE ABOUT THE HOOD"  "HE DON'T GIVE BACK" "HE DON'T REP GUNRULE" ETC.

THESE ARE ALL LIES! (REAL TALK) HE DOES CARE, HE DOES REP, AND HE ALWAYS GIVES BACK TO THE COMMUNITY.  MAYOR HEARTWELL SHOULD GIVE (PB) HIM THE KEY TO THE CITY!

SO IF YOU ARE STILL HATING... GOOD LUCK!

PLUS... I WON ALOT OF $ BETTING ON THIS GUY... HOW COULD U HATE THAT

IF YOU CAN'T FIND A STYLE/SWAG... FEEL FREE TO USE MINES! (NOW YOU HAVE PERMISSION)

FOR  WHILE NOW... I BEEN SILENT ON THIS "TABOO" SUBJECT!
WHY YOU ASK? WELL I GUESS MY ANSWER WOULD BE... FOR THE SAKE OF UNITY & HIP HOP (WHAT?)
LET ME EXPLAIN... SINCE I DROPPED MY 1ST MIXTAPE IN 05... A LOT OF THESE RAPPERS STYLE'S HAS CHANGED!
THEY CHANGED THEIR STYLE...TO MY STYLE! (REAL TALK) I GUESS THEY THINK I'M STUPID OR DEAF. BUT MY IQ IS HIGHER THAN A SNOOP DOGG! LOL!
IF YOU GO BACK AND DO THE HISTORY ON GUNRULE HIP HOP YOULL SEE IM TELLIN THE TRUTH... I DROPPED A JOINT CALLED "STAY DOWN" FT. AKON ABOUT THREE YEARS AGO, THE CONCEPT & PURPOSE OF THE SONG WAS TO TAKE THE LISTENER BACK IN THE PAST (I WAS TALKING ABOUT HUSTLERS,STREET GANGS AND MEMORIES OF THE PAST)
NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN THESE RAPPERS WANNA TAKE YA BACK IN THE DAY... AND ZONE ON THE PAST! LOL! (SUCKA'ZZZ) C'MON WHERE IS ALL THE ORIGINALITY? (BITTERS) I'M NOT SAYING I'M THE 1ST RAPPER IN THE WORLD TO DO THIS... BUT I KNOW WHEN I'M BEING COPIED!
WHAT ELSE WILL YOU BITE? YOU ALREADY STOLE MY SWAG... NOW YOU WANT MY FLO? (DAMN HOMEY)
I COULD GO ON... AND NAME EVERY LINE Y'ALL TOOK AND SWITCHED IT AROUND... EVERY CONCEPT & CHORUS YOU ALTERED TO BE YOURS! (BUT IT WOULD TAKE ALL MORNING)
THE WEIRD THING IS... I'M KINDA USE TO THE MASSES STEALING MY IDEAS! THE TRUTH IS I ENJOY HEARING & SEEING THESE SUCKAAAZ DO THEIR BEST "RANRU" IMPERSONATIONS! LOL!

LONG LIVE LATAVIA

"My name is Latavia Johnson. I would have been 23 today. I was murdered in my homE.
 GRAND RAPIDS -- Chills went through Rochelle Johnson's heart last week when she heard an 8-year-old boy had been hit by a bullet while eating a bedtime snack in his Southeast Side home.
"I thought, 'Oh Lord, another baby dead,'" Johnson said.

Fortunately, Rogelio Villarreal survived Thursday's gunfire, but the boy is afraid to return to his Prospect Avenue home.
Rochelle Johnson, left, with daughter, Nonteria, cries after returning for the first time to the scene where, in 1993, her daughter, Latavia, 8, was killed when someone fired a shot into their house.

For Johnson, it triggered memories of her own tragedy. She still grieves over the 1993 slaying of her 8-year-old daughter, Latavia Johnson, killed by a shotgun blast that came through the family's bathroom window. That night, the mother of seven left her home at 1150 Ionia Ave. SW and never returned.

"We left everything in the house and started over," Johnson recalled.

That was 15 years ago. On Monday, she returned to the murder site with her twin sister, Raynell Johnson, her daughter, Nonteria Johnson, and her youngest grandchild.

Rochelle Johnson said she still worries because police have not found her daughter's killer.

"They tell me it's a matter of time, but a mother never forgets," Johnson said, tears sliding down her cheeks. "I couldn't speak on it, couldn't talk about it for so long. I lived at Pine Rest."

Latavia's then-9-year-old sister, Nonteria, was home the night of the Dec. 16 shooting. The family was gathering Christmas decorations when the gun blast came through the window and struck Latavia as she was going to the refrigerator for a glass of milk.

Nonteria, who now has a 6-month-old girl of her own, wonders what her sister would have achieved.

"I wonder if she would have had kids and gone to college," Nonteria Johnson said.

Rochelle's twin sister, Raynell, was baby-sitting the children at the time of the shooting while their mother took another sibling to the hospital. The aunt remembers kicking in a door, hustling the children into a closet and diving under a bed.

It was a bloody stretch in the city's history. Latavia's death was the 28th homicide of a record 34 murders in 1993.

"We worked thousands of hours on that," Grand Rapids Police Chief Kevin Belk said of Latavia's homicide case. "It's been worked on by a number of detectives to the point where we thought we'd have promising leads, and they never came together to obtain a warrant for anyone."

Rumors swirled about the second-grader's killing, with some saying the violence was meant for one of Latavia's siblings, or it was a revenge killing, or even a hit placed on the Johnson home because someone there knew about another murder.

But nothing concrete ever came from the rumors.

With no arrests, Rochelle Johnson fears her daughter will be forgotten.

But Belk disputes that.

"It's been a high priority for us," the chief said. "It's an old case, but we don't forget about them."

Neither does Latavia's family.

Every March 27, on Latavia's birthday, the family gathers at the Grand River with 50 to 100 balloons. Inside each is a message on a piece of paper. The message is the same; only the age changes.
 


Tears roll down Rochelle Johnson's face as she returns to the scene where her daughter, Latavia, was killed.

BAR BY BAR BREAKDOWN: "DAY DREAMIN" BY RANRU

                                             

THIS SONG WAS ORIGINALLY WRITTEN & RECORDED BY LUPE FIASCO TITLE "DAYDREAM".  I REMIXED IT... AND TITLED IT "DAY DREAMIN" (REALLY NOT A BIG DIFFERENCE IN TITLE SELECTION) BUT THE SONG CONTENT IS TOTALLY DIFFERENT.

IN THIS BLOG I WILL BREAK DOWN & DECIPHER THE LYRICS OF THE SONG, SO THAT YOU CAN GET FURTHER UNDERSTANDING OF THE SONG MEANING AND THE WRITERS STATE OF MIND!

1ST VERSE: 

IN THE BEGINNING OF THE SONG I RECORDED A INTRO (OF SORTS). IN THIS "INTRO" I MENTION A FEW NAMES "TAVY" (BOY) & "KIWA" (GIRL) BOTH ARE MY CHILDREN.

THE POINT OF THE INTRO IS TO SET THE SCENE TO THE STORY.  I TRIED TO PAINT A PICTURE OF A FATHER... WAKING HIS CHILDREN UP FOR SCHOOL. LIKE MOST PARENTS DO SO IN THE BEGINNING YOU GET THIS IDEA OF A NORMAL GUY, DOING NORMAL THINGS (I HOPE).

(AND THEN THE VERSE STARTS) 

I FELL ASLEEP AT THE STOP LIGHT SIPPING THAT PROMETHAZINE/ 

SMOKING THAT DOE DOE AND DOZED INTO A DAYDREAM/ -THIS IS IN FACT A TRUE STORY (DUH) I REALLY DID FALL ASLEEP BEHIND THE WHEEL ON KALAMAZOO & HALL (@ THE STOP LIGHT IN FRONT OF DES PARTY STORE) 

MY BROTHER (DIGI) BET ME I COULDN'T HOLD THE WEED SMOKE IN FOR 60 SEC... ALL I REMEMBER WAS HORNS BLOWING FORM THE OTHER CARS BEHIND ME.  AND WAKING UP BEHIND THE WHEEL @ AT THE STOP LIGHT.

A SCENE OUT OF A MOVIE, IT SEEMED LIKE/ 

ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I DREAMED RIGHT/

I SEEN LIFE... DISAPPEAR RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES/

SO IT'S A DREAM COME TRUE JUST TO BE ALIVE/ - A FEW WEEKS PRIOR TO THE STOP LIGHT INCIDENT, I WITNESS A SHOOTING IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD (ON JEFFERSON ST.) THE VICTIM WAS SHOT IN HIS CAR A FEW HOUSES AWAY FROM MY PORCH.

HE EVENTUALLY CRASHED & DIED A BLOCK AWAY FROM MY HOUSE. EVERYBODY ON THE BLOCK RAN TO THE SCENE OF THE CRASH TO SEE... (HIM DIE I GUESS?). ONCE I MADE IT TO SCENE MYSELF I TOOK A LOOK THRU THE PASSENGER WINDOW.  WHAT I SAW MADE ME APPRECIATE EVERYDAY GOD HAS GIVEN ME ON THIS EARTH!

DIANE CRIED A POOL THE DAY DOC DIED/ 

I TRIED TO HOLD MY TEARS (KEYWORD) I TRIED/ - "DIANE" (MY AUNT)  IS DOC'S MOTHER.. DOC (MY COUSIN) WAS KILLED BY 3 CORRECTION OFFICERS IN PRISON.  I NEVER SAW MY AUNT CRY, UNTIL THAT DAY.  I TRIED WITH EVERYTHING I HAD IN ME NOT TO CRY MYSELF... BUT EVENTUALLY I BROKE DOWN! (I STILL DO... SOMETIMES)

I MIGHT LOSE MY LIFE EVERY TIME I RIDE/ 

BUT I SET ALL THAT ASIDE (KEYWORD) I RIDE/ - GROWING UP I WAS HEAVILY INVOLVED IN GANG ACTIVITY, SO I STAYED IN TROUBLE ALOT. MY MOM USED TO TELL ME AS KID "YOU DO DIRT, U GET DIRT" WHAT THAT MEANS IS... WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND.

I LEARNED THEN... IF YOUR INVOLVED IN GANGS & COMMITTING CRIMES  ETC. YOU CAN EASILY MURDER SOMEONE OR BE MURDERED! (AND KNOWING THIS) I STILL CONTINUED TO LIVE THE SAME LIFESTYLE! (GO FIGURE)

INSIDE YA BEDS WHEN U SLEEP AT NIGHT/

COZY UNDER YA COMFORTER CLOSE TO YA WIFE/

I'LL BE JUST COMING IN WHEN THE SUN SHED LIGHT/

I LAY DOWN GO TO SLEEP, I BEEN UP ALL NIGHT/... SO I DAY DREAM! -DURING THAT PERIOD OF MY LIFE I WAS PULLING "ALL NIGHTERS" ON THE BLOCK TRYING TO GET RIGHT. I USUALLY CAME IN ABOUT 6am-8am AT THOSE HOURS MOST PEOPLE WOULD BE IN THEIR BEDS SLEEP WITH THEIR LOVED ONES.  THE SUN WOULD BE HIGH IN THE SKY AND I WOULD JUST BE GETTING IN FROM THE CORNER.

EVERYDAY I WENT TO SLEEP IT WOULD LITERALLY BE DAY TIME, SO NATURALLY MOST OF MY DREAMS TOOK PLACE DURING THE  DAY TIME... SO I WOULD "DAY DREAM" (GET IT?)

2ND VERSE:

I FELL ASLEEP IN THE MOVIES MATINEE 1ST SCENE/ 

POPPING THEM VOLUMES AND SLIP INTO A DAYDREAM/ - WOW... THIS BAR IS SAD, BUT TRUE! I WENT THRU A PILL POPPING STAGE IN 2002-05' (velum's, vicodin, seroquel etc) MOSTLY DOWNERS.  I WAS FRESH OUT OF REHAB & ON PROBATION! I COULDN'T SMOKE WEED, SO I DRANK ALCOHOL & POP PILLS ALL DAY. 

 I LEARNED IN THE REHAB, THAT YOU HAVE TO OCCUPY YOUR TIME WITH SOME KIND OF POSITIVE ACTIVITY SO YOUR BRAIN DOESN'T THINK ABOUT USING! (YEAH RIGHT) SO I WOULD GO TO THE MOVIE THEATER  AS SOON AS THEY OPEN THE DOORS MOST TIMES (THE MATINEE).  WELL THIS TIME I WENT TO THE MOVIES AFTER POPPING 3 VELUM'S... (BAD IDEA) I FELL ASLEEP DURING THE PREVIEWS! LOL!

THE DAY SEEMED TO GO BY BLOWING THE TIME/

DURING THE SLOW TIMES, I CLOSED BOTH OF MY EYES/ - THIS BARS SEEMS PRETTY SELF-EXPLANATORY RIGHT? (WRONG)

IN THIS LINE WHEN I SAY "THE DAY SEEMED TO GO BY BLOWING THE TIME" I'M ACTUALLY REFERRING TO "FATHER TIME" WHICH IS A NICK NAME FOR GRAND DADDY PURP (A HIGH POTENT STRAIN OF MARIJUANA).  IN THE NEXT LINE I SAY "DURING THE SLOW TIMES, I CLOSED BOTH OF MY EYES" WHAT I MEANT BY THAT WAS... WHEN I DIDN'T HAVE ANY DRUGS TO DO (THE SLOW TIMES) I WENT TO SLEEP TO KEEP MY MIND OFF OF GETTING HIGH!

I DAYDREAMED THRU SCHOOL, MOST OF THE TIME/

IN MY OWN MIND I THOUGHT THE WORLD WAS MINES/ - WHEN I WAS IN ELEMENTARY  SCHOOL I DID A LOT OF DAYDREAMING... AT MY DESK, ON THE SCHOOL BUS, DURING RECESS, EVEN DURING LUNCH TIME.  I MOSTLY DREAMT OF BECOMING A RICH & FAMOUS RAP ARTIST! BUT I WOULD ALSO DREAM ABOUT BEING SCARFACE (AL PACINO NOT BRAD JORDAN).

EVEN THOUGH HE DIED AT THE END... I STILL IDOLIZED HIS STRUGGLE & RISE TO THE TOP.  AS A MATTER OF FACT, THE ENDING WAS MY FAVORITE PART... WHEN HIS BODY FLIPPED OVER THE FOYER AND LANDED NEXT TO THE STATUE THAT READ "THE WORLD IS YOURS" C'MON! (U HAD TO FEEL THAT) LOL!

I THINK THE REST OF THE SONG PRETTY MUCH EXPLAINS ITSELF! (WHUDAYA THINK?) IF NOT LEMME KNOW AND I WILL EXPLAIN THE LAST FEW BARS!

I USTA' THINK...

I USTA' THINK GETTING HIGH BEFORE SCHOOL WAS COOL!

I USTA' THINK BEING A GANGSTER OR HUSTLER WAS THE BEST OCCUPATION IN THE WORLD!

I USTA' THINK BEING REAL... MEANT BEING POOR!

I USTA' THINK DRESSING NICE...MEANT BEING SOFT!

I USTA' THINK BEING SMART...WAS DUMB!

I USTA' THINK SPEAKING PROPER WAS ACTING "WHITE"

I USTA' THINK ALOT OF THINGS... I COULD GO ON ALL DAY!

WHEN I WAS 13 IT WAS COOL TO DIE YOUNG! ME AND MY FRIENDS THOUGHT IT WAS GANGSTER TO NEVER SEE 18 (yrs old) AND ALOT OF THEM ARE DEAD OR LOCKED UP RIGHT NOW AS A RESULT OF TRYING TO LIVE THAT THOUGHT OUT.

IT'S CRAZY HOW OUR THOUGHTS BECOME US! HOW ARE LIVES ARE LIVED THROUGH OUR THOUGHTS OR A BELIEFS WE HAD THEN OR HAVE NOW. (U FOLLOW ME?)
FOR EXAMPLE: MY COUSIN JASON GREW UP "RICH" HE HAD EVERYTHING A KID COULD WANT AND MORE. BOTH PARENTS, MONEY & A BIG HOUSE. (WITH A BASKETBALL RIM AND FUCKING POND IN HIS BACKYARD!) ON TOP OF ALL THAT THIS KID WAS SMART, ATHELETIC AND FLY! WE WAS TOTAL OPPOSITES...WELL MAYBE I WAS A LIL FLY'R THEN HIM (LOL!) BUT REAL TALK MY TWO JOB, ONE PARENT, SMALL APT UP-BRINGING WAS NO MATCH! (I'M STILL TRYING TO LIVE LIKE HE WAS THEN... NOW!)

THE POINT IM TRYING TO MAKE IS... ALL JASON WANTED TO DO WAS BE LIKE ME! HE WANTED TO BE... "POOR" (I GUESS?) HE THOUGHT LIVING IN THE HOOD WAS COOL. (BUT I KNEW, LIVING IN THE HOOD JUST MEANT YOU WAS POOR!) JASON WANTED TO SALE DRUGS, CARRY GUNS AND GANG BANG. AND EVENTUALLY HE DID. TO MAKE A LONG STORY SHORT... JASON IS NOW DOING 15YRS IN M.D.O.C FOR MURDER!

AND ALL HE TALKS ABOUT IS HIS MONEY, FOOTBALL/BASKETBALL TROPHIES, PERFECT PARENTS & HIS BIG HOUSE! (WITH A FUCKING POND IN THE BACKYARD! LOL!)

I'M JUST SAYING, I USTA THINK...