LYRICS: DOPE TRK 1 "KNEE DEEP" VRS1

yeah... what the f' u think or thought it was/

back on my wolf shit, my pack back all of us/

back on my hood shit, the truth is i never left/

i just took a step back & controlled it from a higher step/

(yup) I'm back on my shit again... i been had Gunrule I'm tryna get Michigan/

i was just in Benton harbor i heard they get it in/

all in Lansing on Waverly trapping/

shout out to k zoo, i heard they need yae too/

i get love in skee town now u know what that do/

I'm glad u back Ru... (shit) I'm glad I'm back to/

i just gotta glad bag, paid for STR8 cash/

we don't f' with featherweights, boy up ya weight class/

all this rap about heavy weight just makes us laugh/

(ha ha) that's a joke & a half/

when last month order was a boat & a half/

RANRU... GOT FLOW?

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RANRU "GOD IS MAD AT ME" VRS. 2

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LYRICS: CD8 TRK8 KEN DIL FT. RANRU "UNTITLED" (OLD VERSE)

I DIDN'T DROP OUTTA SCHOOL TO FOLLOW THE COOL/

I DROPPED OUT OF SCHOOL CUZ MY FAM NEED FOOD/

QUARI NEEDED SHOES, FUCK FOLLOWING RULES/

THE BLIND LEADING THE BLIND, FOOLS FOLLOWING FOOLS/

AT 1ST IT WAS THE MONEY THEN IT WAS THE JEWELS/

ADDICTED TO THE WHIPS AND THE SHIT THAT MONEY DO/

PRAYED TO SEE 1 SAW THAT AND WANTED TWO/

I GUESS ITS JUST THE SHIT ALL HUSTLERS DO/

DROPPED OUTTA SCHOOL NO TIME FOR THAT/

F' PHYS ED I'M TRYNA FIND A STACK/

SO LATER FOR THE TRACK, ME N GATOR IN THE TRAP/

WHIP THE YAE SO HARD U CANT BEAT IT WITH IT A BAT/

O DOG; WIFE BEATER WITH THE PLATS/

FLAMING RED CHUCKS BUT MY DICKIE'S ALL BLACK/

RELAX WE JUST LOOK LIKE THAT/

THEY SAY ITS STRENGTH IN #'S SO I CAME WITH A PACK/

RED PILL, BLUE PILL NO TURNING BACK/

U ON THE WRONG SIDE U BETTER TURN YA HAT/

36 CHAMBERS PROTECT YO NECK/

6 WIT IN THE CHAMBER I REP YO SET/

DO U KNOW WHERE U AT? U BETTER WATCH YO STEP/

LYRICS: MMNLN TRK11 "LIVIN MY LIFE"

(PRESS PLAY TO HEAR MUSIC TO SONG)

LIVE FROM THE JUNGLE 616/

F' A DIPLOMA WE TRYNA GET OUR HANDS ON BRICK/

WE HUSTLE HARD, SO WE CAN GET THE CRIB THE FENCE/

F' A JOB MOMMA TRYNA GET HER HANDS ON NICK/

SHIT... THIS CANT BE IT I CANT KEEP LIVING LIKE THIS/

WE AIN'T SHIT, WE IT SEEMS WE AIN'T GIVING SHIT/

WHO GIVES A FUCK WHAT U THINK WHEN WE LIVING THIS SHIT/

ON THANKSGIVING THE ONLY THING WE WAS EATING WAS CHIPS/

MY CLIP IS ON E NO MONEY FOR SLUGS/

SO IMMA PISTOLS WHIP A NIGGA & TAKE DEM DRUGS/

DEM MUUFFFUKKKAZ SHOT ME... SO I SHOT CUZ/

IM FROM THE ERA, BACK THEN THAT'S THE WAY THAT IT WAS/

DEM MUFFUKKKKAAZ WHO ROBBED ME, THEY KNEW WHAT IT WAS/

NAW U CAN HAVE THAT SHIT I WANT BLOOD/

WHAT UP BLOOD WE HIT'M UP THEN WE LEAVE'M BLOOD/

WHAT UP 5 ALL IS WELL G'S SHOW ME LOVE/

NO LOVE FOR THESE NEW THUGS REPPIN' MY CLUB/

WE GO IN WHEN & WHEN WE LEAVE AIN'T NOTHING MOVING BUT US/

I AIN'T GON FRONT & SAY AIN'T NOBODY MOVING BUT US/

BUT THERE IS... NO ONE THAT CAN DO IT LIKE US/

I TOLD'M STUDY THE TRANSITION/

THEY DEAF THEY DIDN'T LISTEN/

TO DUMB TO PAY ATTENTION/

TO BLIND TO SEE MY VISION/

I TOLD'M GET INFORMED... ALL THEY DID WAS GET IT TWISTED/

I WROTE, PRINTED & FAXED THE MEMO HE MUST OF MISSED IT/

LYRICS: MMNLN TRK 10 "SO PROUD OF U"

(PRESS PLAY TO HEAR MUSIC TO SONG)

I'm so proud of u... look how fast u grown/

how tall are you, my ya hair is long/

how'd u get so smart... u better watch your tone/

u got your daddy's strength, that's why u so strong/

i been proud of u... since the day u was born/

& I'll be proud of u, til the day I'm gone/

when i heard this beat, & the track came on/

u came across my mind, so i wrote this song/

your daddy's 1st born... daddy's only girl/

daddy's 1st love.... daddy's whole world/

& daddy is so proud when he see Lil girl/

to grow up to be so pretty in this ugly foul world/

through out the trials & tribbies, trapped, clam'd & shelled/

after all of that pressure u will grow to be a pearl/

look @ daddy's Lil girl... I'm so proud of u the proudest daddy in the world/

A.O.S. ON ICE PHOTO SHOOT PT.2

THUG MOTIVATION!

I LOVE WATCHING INTERVIEWS OF THIS GUY... HE REMINDS ME SO MUCH OF MY MYSELF.

THE THINGS HE SAY HAS INSPIRED ME MORE THAN ANY TEACHER.

I FOLLOWED HIS CAREER FROM THE BEGINNING.

I READ HIS BOOKS, I BROUGHT ALL HIS CD'S NOT BECAUSE IM A FAN.

BUT BECAUSE I LEARN SO MUCH FROM HIM.

WATCHING HIM SUCEED GIVES ME MOTIVATION TO KEEP GOING!

HUGE SHOUTS TO FIF & R.I.P. SABRINA (YOUR BOY IS A WINNER)

LYRICS TROY CEASAR FT. RANRU, COMPOSITION "Oooo BABY"

im just playing the sideline, watching the offense/

duckin the side whinders, me n my side chick/

she strapped lika sidearm, she flip like a sidekick/

i call her my side chick, but i rather ride wit/

her; then ride wit all them niggas that ride dick/

we came thru side door, cuz on we that boss shit/

in the vip where the boss sit/

just me n my boss bitch/

tell them boyz boss up, we on that devos shit/

shes my sarah palin, & im running for office/

ranru mccain come in bricks & boxes/

fly... my game sly & as slick a fox is/

swiper no swiping, dismiss the nonsense/

all cash, no swiping; we soooo accomplished

later for them banks... who needs accountants/

i bring the cash home & together we count it/

(oooh baby)

LYRICS: J61 TRK25 "NOT YET TITLED"

I FEEL TRAPPED ON THIS CORNER... STUCK IN THE TRAP/

2 CLIPS TAPE TOGETHER STUCK IN THE MAC/

I BEEN SHOT TWO TIMES... THE HEAD & THE BACK/

THEY SAY THE 3RD TIMES THE CHARM SO I STAY STRAP'D/

THEY SAY DEATH COME IN THREES, IF THATS A FACT/

WE LOST KEELA & DOC I WONDER WHO NEXT/

SHOUT OUT TO LAFAYETTE IMMA GB VET/

DEM GHETTO BOYZ RAN CASS, LAFAYETTE & PROSPECT/

10 YRS OLD PUT ON TO THE SET/

ASK ANYBODY WHO KNOW ME I ALWAYS REPPED/

A FEW DRIVE BY'S, A FEW WARS, A FEW DIED/

IVE ALWAYS HATED FUNERALS, BUT STILL I RIDE/

I TELL MY SON NOT TO DO IT... BUT I STILL CRY/

I ALWAYS GOTTA ANSWER BUT I DONT KNOW.... WHY/

IM NOT THE MAN IN THE SKY/

BUT THIS BOOK TELL ME, I CAN BE IF I TRY/

WTF IS RAN TALKIN ABOUT PT.3 (GIVE CREDIT WHEN DUE)

MAAAAN I CANT TAKE IT NO MORE... BEING HUMBLE IS NOT WORKING!

THESE DUDES KEEP BITING MY STYLE... EVERYTHING I DO, THEY WANNA TAKE IT AND REMIX IT! THEY BORROW MY STYLE, SWAG, MY FLOW, MY DELIVER, MY CONTENT, MY IDEAS... AND NOW THEY STEALING MY EDITING STYLE! (WHATS NEXT... THEY GON' START ADDING RU TO THE END OF THEIR NAMES?)

THIS GAME IS ALL ABOUT ORIGINALITY... & BEING DIFFERENT! BUT THESE DUDES JUST WAIT FOR YOU TO DO SOMETHING DIFFERENT, SOMETHING INNOVATIVE AND THEN COPY YOU! I KNOW THE PEOPLE THAT HAVENT BEEN FOLLOWING ME SINCE 05' IS THINKING "WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT" BUT THE FORTUNATE PEOPLE THAT KNOWS WHATS GOING ON IS SAYING "OH SHIT, THEY FINALLY PISSED HIM OFF"

AND ANYBODY THAT KNOWS ME OR OF ME... KNOWS I DONT SPEAK OUT ABOUT SOMETHING UNLESS ITS TRUE! HOPEFULLY THIS IS AS FAR AS IT GOES! (MAYBE I JUST NEEDED TO VENT).

P.S.

IF YOUR GONNA COPY SOMETHING I DO... AT LEAST GIVE CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE!

LYRICS: J61 TRK22 "FEEL THE LOVE"

I STILL REMEMBER THE DAY/

ON THE TABLE , TWO PLATES CUTTING LIKE SUPERDRE/

RAZOR, TWO 8THS... ROOM @ THE SUPER 8/

AK , 12 GAUGE, A HAWK & A 38/(38,38,38)

SO BOY I'M STR8/

THERE WAS A COUPLE DAYS I STARVED, BUT MOST I ATE/

I THOUGHT A COUPLE HUNID LARGE, WAS THE MOST I'D MAKE/

I COULDN'T WAIT, I WENT HARDER ONCE I SAW THAT CAKE/ (CAKE, CAKE)

LOOK AT ALL THAT CAKE/

WHEN I BROUGHT MY 1ST CAKE... U SHOULDA SAW MY FACE/

WHEN I CAUGHT MY 1ST CASE, U SHOULDA SAW MY FACE/

STARING AT THE JUDGE WITH A SMILE ON MY FACE/(SAD)

RANRU WILL NEVER RAT/ AND I STILL GOT STACKS/

SO GO BACK AND TELL'M THAT/

I VACATION IN VEGAS, IN A POOL SWIMMING LAPS/

WHAT U MAKE IN YA TRAP, I LOST IN BLACK JACK/

21 RACKS JUST TO FURNISH THE FLAT/

AND IN ONE PHONE CALL I GET IT RIGHT BACK/

SO BOY (RELAAAAXXXXXXXXX) WHEN ITS A DRAUGHT AND SHIT GET TIGHT, I RELAX/

U GET UPTIGHT... U REACT/

U GET UPSET... U GETCHA MAC/

SHOT OUT TO THE JACK BOY'S TRY ME ITS WRAP/

STILL SMOKING... STILL WRITING!

LYRICS: J61 TRK21 "WHAT THEY SAY"

we don't care... we never care/

why would we care, why should we care/

if she don't then i don't care so we don't care..

what they say about us/

damn they hating, wtf they hating fo/

cuz our life ain't yo life, wtf they waiting fo/

I'm landscaping... raking dough/

she hand baking... making dough/

she hand bagging, check the toes/

she head to toe in x & O's/

we just left Diego... on our way to medico/

shout out to my bordicue's you know i keep that pedico/

shorty get pedicure, in every pretty place we go/

u haters on that petty sh%t, fronting looking pitiful/

she always in latest sh%t what u think i get it fo/

Ranru on his Tyson sh%t, i rape her like i'm mystikal/

infected with the grind flu, condition looking critical/

all is see is green... u niggas look invisible/

rush me to hospital, i think i need a physical/

my pockets got the mumps & its contagious... ask digital/

we don't care... we never care/

why would we care, why should we care/

if she don't then i don't care so we don't care..

what they say about us/

LYRICS: DI TRK7 "FRIENDS WITH MONEY"

the driver opens the door... and i step out/

we don't get to the club... til' it let out/

she tryna get in... so we can be out/

but 1nce she gets in, she puts out/

Stevie wonder, ray Charles could see what we bout/

I'm tryna get that Gwen Stefani... no doubt/

u know i got friends wit money... no doubt/

we closed the store early cuz we sold out/

ya girl keep more than my name on her wet mouth/

& its ace of spade or nothing, so pour that moet out/

VIP club likwit they dancing on the couch/

she keep the condoms in her coach, i got the cameras @ the house/

i read her mind like a verse, she grab her purse so we bounce/

the pants & panties come off 1st, & rip Thur the bra & blouse/

u know my friends get money, that's more than the law allows/

we throw the money in the air, them Benji's fall into a pile/

LYRICS: "SING" KENDIL FT. RANRU (old verse)

BABY SING TO'M/

SHE ALWAYS GOTTA SONG FOR'M/

SING LOUDER LEMME KNOW U GOT RANGE ON YA/

KEEP HUMMING LET'M KNOW U GOT LUNGS ON YA/

HIS EARS RINGING FROM THE SONG MY BABY SUNG TO HIM/

KEEP SINGING, SONG AFTER SONG FOR'M/

ANY REQUEST? SING HIS FAVORITE SONG FOR HIM/

SING A LOVE SONG MAKE'M FEEL IT THEY STOMACH/

SING A SONG THAT'S HAVE'M DANCING OUT THEY ETONICS/

SYMPHONIC, HARMONIZE SHE BREATH ON IT/

EVERY TIME SHE SING PEOPLE LEAVE CRYING/

SING DARLING... SING FOR THESE WEAK VARMINTS/

SING TIL YA VOICE TARNISH/... SING

LYRICS: J61 TRK11 "BACK ON MY BULLSH%T"'

COCK MY GUN... I'M BACK ON MY BULLSHIT/

MY CLIP STAY FULL LIKE A RENAISSANCE PULPIT/

PIT BULL LOCK ON THAT GLOCK I PULL QUICK/

PULL OUT, POP 10 SHOTS IN HIS COOL WHIP/

MY BLOCK HOT, POP WE DON'T BE ON THAT COOL SHIT/

ONLY A FOOL WOULD COME AROUND HERE ROCKIN' THAT NEW SH%T/

NEW 5TH NEW CLIP LIKE A KID NEW TOY/

NEW VEST TIGHTER THEN THE JEANS ON THE NEW BOYS/

(WOOOOOOO) U BOYS ARE OUTTA Y'ALL MINDS/

THINK ITS SWEET... TIL YA CHEEK MEET THE BOTTOM OF MY NINE/

MIND ON MY MONEY MONEY ON MY MIND/

IF U OWE ME ONE DIME, I'M COMING TO GET MINES/

IMMMM NOT PLAAAAYYINNNN' (NOOOOO) PAY MINES OR I'M SPRAYING/

SHOTTY IS SAWED OFF/ YA BODY IS HAULED OFF/

ON A JOURNEY STRAP 2 GURNEY & CORPSE UNDER WHITE CLOTH/

WIPE OFF THE GUN, QUICKLY TOSS IT & RUN/

KNIFE OUT, LIGHTS OUT.... HOLE IN YA LUNG/ (UGHHHHH)

NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL A HOLE IN ONE/

U WANNA HOLD SOMETHING (POW) HOLD THAT SON/

I LOAD MY GUN, COCK IT & I HOLD MY GUN/

WITH THE SAME LOVE & CARE I HOLD MY SON/

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JUST THE TWO RAN'S PT. 3

RANRU & BABY RU HANGING OUT IN THE BEDROOM WHILE THE MAIDS CLEAN THE PLACE UP.

"I REMEMBER BACK IN THE DAYS JUST ME & MY GUN/

NOW MY MOST RELAXING DAYS IS SPENT WITH ME & MY SON/- RANRU "AS REAL AS IT GETS"