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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

LYRICS: MY ENVIROMENT TEKH TOGO FT JUMBO, RANRU

MY ENVIROMENT LOCO… RANRU TOGO/

JUMBO… LET THE GUN GO… POSTAL/

SF LOGO ALL OVER MY POLO/

THIS WATCH IS PROMO, PROMINENT BLACK MOGULS/

BACK IN 03 I HAD THAT BRANDNEW 04/

DALVINS POKING OUT LIKE THE TITS ON COCOA/

COMING THRU DOLO DELIVERING LETTIN O'S GO/

NOW WE MOVING CRAZY CHICKENS EL POLLO LOCO/

GET KNOCK FOR SOME SHIT U DIDNT DO LIKE NO NO/

NIGGAS CALLED HIM SNITCH. BITCH EVEN HOMO/

SOON AS HE BEAT THE FEDS THEY JUMP ON HIS STICK… POGO

UH OH… THERE GO THE COPS DONT STOP/

HIGH SPEED CHASES THRU THE BLOCKS F' SWAT/

THE SHOTGUN POPS THRU THE WINDOW… BUCKSHOTS/

10 YEARS LATER THEY SOLVE IT FUCK COPS/

IN THE TRUNK 2 BLOCKS ROAD BLOCK DRUNK STOP/

I AINT WORRIED ABOUT A DUI IM HOT/

THEY WORRIED ABOUT THE FBI… IM NOT/

I KNEW WHAT I WAS GETTING INTO WHEN I COPT/

STAY FOCUSED 3RD EYE OPEN… WHY NOT/


Monday, January 2, 2012

LETS SAY A PRAYER...


LETS SAY A PRAYER FOR THOSE WHO AINT HERE & THOSE WHO CANT BE HERE!

DEAR GOD FORGIVE US FOR OUR PAST & FUTURE SINS... THE SINS WE COMMITTED KNOWINGLY & UNKNOWINGLY... WATCH OVER MY LOVED ONES... GUARD US & PROTECT US FROM SATAN... YOU SAID ASK AND SHALL BE GIVING... AMEN

Saturday, December 3, 2011

LYRICS: COCAINE FLEE MARKET FT. BUB BENTLEY BILLIONAIR


she said she want a nigga, well looking at'm/
no window shop'n we buy'm f' look at'm/
i had'r doing shit that she couldn't fathom/
vacationed so long they thought the feds had'm/
she was rocking red bottoms when they wasn't pop'n/
u never seen us in the mall & we wasn't shopping/
rather car shopping or bra shopping/
we out copping, balling while the law watching/
watching law & order in the loft popping/
bottles, u should see the view its jaw dropping/
if u seen me wit ya chick u know'r drawls dropping/
thats elementary dear watson/
i usta to keep the blocks on straight & watson/
and transport rocks in a grey datsun/
(shootouts) mac 90's & k's choppin/
switch clothes, come thru with the blades choppin/
baggies baking soda blade coppin/
on tuesday & thursdays they raid… plottin/
standing over the pot watching, that a1 drop rocking/
half a key in the pot locking, thats a mf drop rocking/
brand new whip parking, and my mf rims sparkling/
wholesale brick bargain, were like cocaine flee market/
u cant find better product, especially if u tryna make a profit/


Tuesday, November 29, 2011

[THE PURPLE TAPE] @DJCOMPOSITION x @RANRU PROD. BY @TROYCEASAR

RANRU RANTS ON TWITTER... "THE RECORD LABEL CONSPIRACY"

"ARTIST LABELS" WERE BECOMING RICH POWERFUL & SELF SUFFICIENT ONLY NEEDING DISTRIBUTION. THE BIG LABELS DIDNT LIKE THIS... THEY WERE LOSING BILLIONS... COLLECTIVELY TRILLIONS. SO THEY DEVISED A PLAN TO RUIN THE RECORD INDUSTRY & #REBUILD

THE 1ST STEP IN THEIR PLAN WAS TO RUIN RECORDS SALES. NOT FOR ALL ARTIST... THE ELITE ARTIST WERE SAFE. BUT ALL OTHER ARTIST WERE TARGETS! I KNOW UR THINKING "RUIN RECORDS SALE" WHY WOULD THEY F' UP THEIR OWN MONEY? LIKE I SAID IN THE BEGINNING THE LABELS WERE MAKING VERY LITTLE OFF OF THE ARTIST LABELS WITH DISTRIBUTION DEALS.

AND SOONER OR LATER THE ARTIST WERE GONNA FIGURE OUT A WAY TO DISTRIBUTE THEIR OWN MUSIC AND THE BIG LABELS KNEW IT. STEP TWO WAS CONTROLLING, DESTROYING THE DJ'S & WEBSITE WHO SOLD MUSIC "ILLEGALLY". AFTER THEY DESTROYED THE MIXTAPE GAME & SHUT DOWN INDUSTRY RECORD SALES IT WOULD SEEMS LIKE THEY WOULD BE FINISHED... RIGHT?.

NOOO... STEP 3 CREATE A DEAL FOR NEW & UNSIGNED ARTIST THAT WOULD LIMIT THEIR SUCCESS & AWARD THE LABEL MORE REVENUES OFF OF AN ARTIST SALES IN COMES THE "360 DEAL" A DEAL THAT ENTITLES YOUR LABEL A PERCENTAGE OF ALL PROFITS MADE! SHOWS, CD, MERCH, OUTSIDE DEALS & CONTRACTS ETC. CD (HARD COPY) SALES WILL RETURN TO ITS GLORIOUS STATE ONCE THEIR PLAN IS FULLY IN MOTION THEIR NOT GONNA STOP MAKING CDS IT MADE TOO MUCH $

Sunday, November 27, 2011

LYRICS: "THE GOOD LIFE" PT. 2

AWWW ITS A GLITCH IN THE MATRIX/
SOMEONE ADDED A COUPLE O'S TO MY PAY CHECK/
BRAND NEW JEWELRY MY BEZEL JUST FACELIFT/
BRAND NEW CAR MY WHIP LOOK LIKE SPACESHIP/
BRAND NEW CLOTHES ONLY LOUIS V MAKE THIS/
BRAND NEW CRIB AND THAT MF SPACIOUS/
I KNOW U MF HATE THIS/
WAIT WHY U WOULD HATE, GOD IS WHO MADE THIS/
HATE ME... HATE GOD/
I KNOW HATING ON US HAS GOT TO BE HARD/
PULL UP TO THE MIRAGE ME & 2 BROADS/
GAVE THE VALET THE KEYS TO TAKE THE CAR TO GARAGE/
STAGGERING THRU THE LOBBY/
NO SECURITY… SLOPPY/
MY HANDS ON HER BODY/
HER HANDS ON HER FRIENDS BODY/

SHAWTY SHE A DIME BUT HER FRIEND GOT A BODY/
SHAWTY GOT A BODY BUT HER FACE KINDA UGLY/
ONE RED, ONE BLACK/
THEY REMIND ME OF THE JORDAN #1'S WITH THE CHECK/

FUCK THEM G4'S & GULF STREAMS JETS/
IMMA BE THE 1ST NIGGA TO BUY ME STEALTH/

LYRICS: "KILT'M" FT. CANARY YELLOW CHELLO x CLYDRO DADON x BIGKEY DA BOSSMAN

CHROUS:
HOP UP OUT THAT MF THANG… KILT'M/
BITCH YOU SEE THIS MF RING… KILT'M/
DID U SEE HIS MF CHAIN… KILT'M/
I TOOK THAT MF CANE AND KILT'M/
IM KILLIN'M X10

IM KILLIN'M… 187/
CALL THE COPS... 911/
THEY STOLE MY SWAG... 211/
THIS THE EULOGY… GUESS WHO'S REVERN/
THESE LOUIS V'S IM STEPPIN IN/
THAT DAMIER IM CHECKIN IN/
IM PLUG IN WITH THEM MEXICANS/
ME & THE CARTEL LIKE THE BEST OF FRIENDS/
FEDS ALL IN MY CONVO/
KILL YA DOGS LIKE PROVO/
CLAP YO ASS LIKE BRAVO/
AK'S TALL AS MARVO/
THAT BATHROOM FLOOR IS MARBLE/
THAT COUNTER TOP IS GRANITE
THAT SHIT DIDNT COME FROM COSTCO/
IT WAS FLOWN IN FROM PARIS/
U SHOULD BE EMBARRASSED/
YA WHOLE SWAG IS AWFUL/
SOLO IN THAT 7 SEATER/
PULL OFF WITH CAR FULL/

CHROUS:
IM KILLIN'M X10
HOP UP OUT THAT MF THANG… KILT'M/
BITCH YOU SEE THIS MF RING… KILT'M/
DID U SEE HIS MF CHAIN… KILT'M/
I TOOK THAT MF CANE AND KILT'M/

LYRICS: THE FAME FT. TROY CEASAR x COMPOSITION

the cars the broads the jewels the black cards/
blinded by the fame its all a mirage/
all them industry parties we partied wit stars/
and i never asked one of'm to listen to ours/
fuck them niggas.. no pause/
i got ya bitch in the bathroom no drawls/
her ass in my hand, her hand on my balls/
its not enough room in them small stalls/
ciroc bottles like foot tall/
red white & blue f' it mix'm all/
its only 3 of us its like 6 of yall/
is u thinking what im thinking, menage a trois/
the bar closed but the bar ours/
ya chick like the ruff house… all r's/
don't get mad bcuz ya chick had us/
she get shared like a Facebook status/ (the fame)

chrous: THE FAME THE MONEY THE CARS THE CLOTHES/ THE JEWELS THE HOES/ THE POOLS THE BOATS/ THE CRIBS THE PLANES THE GAME THE CHANGE THE FAME x 3

LYRICS: DEAR YEAR

MAAAN WE KILT'M/
TORE'M DOWN, THEN REBUILT'M/
UPGRADED THE SYSTEM/
THE DOGS WE WALKED'M, THE COWS WE MILKED'M/
WE TOOK OVER THE WHOLE SHIT… PILGRIMS/
SUPREME FOCUS IN THE BUILDING/
THIS THAT GROWN MAN FLOW TUCK IN THE CHILDREN/
WE DO IT FOR THE KIDS, U DO IT FOR RECOGNITION/
WE DID THE SHIT FOR FREE NO CHECKS NO PENSION/
WE DID IT 4 FUN, PUT EVERY FUND IN THE BUSINESS/
AND THE ONLY THING WE ASK U TO PAY WAS ATTENTION/
CEASAR GET PAID FOR ENGINEERING/
BUT CEASAR DONT MAKE A DIME OFF WHAT HE SPITTIN/
COMPOSITION GET PAID FOR MIXIN/
BUT COMPOSITION DONT MAKE A DIME OFF WHAT HE SPITTIN/
AND YEAH I OWN GUNRULE TELEVISION/

BUT RANRU DONT MAKE A DIME OFF WHAT HE SPITTIN/
WHO AM I KIDDING ACE OF SPADE DID #'S,
CIROC ON ICE PAID 4 THE KITCHEN/
THE BOONDOCK SAINTS I DATPIFF'D IT/
CORPSE ON ICE WAS FREE IF DONT GOT IT GO GET IT/
THE PURP TAPE WE SOLD 10 IN 20 MINUTES/
FAM I MUST ADMIT THAT BOY COMP ABOUT HIS BUSINESS/
AND WHILE IM SPEAKING ON SALES IM TRIPPIN/
HEAVY WEIGHS THE CROWN SOLD OUT IN ONE WEEKEND/
CAPCOM JUST DROPPED LIKE 9 BOMBS/
IT WAS MORE 20 LIKE… BUT IT WAS MAKE IT RHYME/
360 SOUNDS TOOK OFF AND SHOOK GROUND/
AND DIGITAL OLDS STILL HOLDING SHIT DOWN/
SO WTF U GOT TO SAY NOW/
IM FEELIN LIKE EMINEM IN 8 MILE/
THESE 2 HANDS FEED 8 MOUTHS/

I WALKED 2 DOGS… MILKED 8 COWS/

U KNOW WHAT I THINK IMMA STOP THERE…

LYRICS: SUCCESS

PULL UP IN SUMN DISGUSTING/
WALK IN THE BAR LIKE CZARS/
STARS, CIGAR PUFFIN/
ORDER WHITE RUSSIANS 4 2 WHITE RUSSIANS/
BACK WHEN WHITE STAR POPPIN/
THE LOOKOUT I GOT WATCHING THE COPS/
JUST TOLD ME THE COPS WATCHING/
NO SHIT... WE DIPPED/
MONEY WELL SPENT/
ME & BUB GETTING BENT ON BEMIS/
BIRDEE GIVEN ADVICE US ON PIMPIN/
PLEASE... THIS BRACELET ON MY SLEEVE/
IS GETTIN ME ALL THE HOES I NEED/
SUCCESS ITS A MUST WE SUCCEED/
SUCCUMBED BY GREED TOUCH MINES & BLEED/
2 LEGGED WOLF… LEINENKUGEL & KUSH/
THE 3 4 20 TERRORIST, BOMB IN THE BUSH/

PUSH WHEN BEING PUSHED/
6 ON MY FEET, ANOTHER 4 ON MY TOSH/
6 4 THE BOTTLE, ANOTHER 6 4 THE KUSH/
HUSH… I THINK THE MONEY JUST SPOKE TO ME/
YA BITCH BLUSHED WHEN SHE SPOKE TO ME/
RT MY TWEETS SHE GOT A CRUSH ON ME/
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH THEY HAD ENOUGH OF ME/
ENOUGH AINT ENOUGH NEVER ENOUGH MONEY/
MAYWEATHER WITH THE YAE FELLA/
ALL WE SEE IS THE PAPER LIKE BANK TELLERS/
DRUG DEALS ONLINE… U CAN PAYPAL US/
NEED A QUOTE ON A BRICK U CAN EMAIL US/
WESALE@GMAIL PLEASE DESCRIBE WHAT U WANT IN DETAIL/
EMAIL ALERT… ANOTHER E SALE/
EMAIL ALERT.. ANOTHER P SALE/
EMAIL ALERT… WHAT THE HELL/

YA CHICK JUST SENT ME A NAKED PIC/
BUT I AINT FEENA RESPOND TO THAT BASIC BITCH/

Sunday, November 20, 2011

LYRICS: GUNRULE GUILLOTINE


OL' FLOSSY BOSSY/
EYES & WRIST GLOSSY/
SPASTIC SPORADIC MOVEMENTS CEREBRAL PALSY/
BALLSY BRAVE THE MOVES I MADE COSTLY/
BUT CHANCES MAKE CHAMPIONS CHUMP SO DONT TALK 2 ME/
COCAINE FLEE MARKET PRICES LIKE ALDI'S/
FLAWLESS EARRING 4 RINGS LIKE AUDI/
OL CARLO ROSSI, ASTI SPUMANTE/
MOSCATO SIPPIN ASS NIGGA U DONT KNOW POPPI/
RAN NO PUSH OVER RAN GON POP'M/
HIT'M WITH 3 SHOTS THEN RAN TO THE MASI/
THE MIND OF MUSSOLINI, BURY ME IN A MAUSEOLEUM/
WE TURNED THE KARMA INTO THE COLOSSEUM/
ALL THEM DIAMONDS & CARTIER'S U GOTTA SEE'M/
CORPSE ON ICE WAS A MIXTURE BETWEN PAC & EM/
GLOCK 17, TAURUS 9 DOUBLE M/
2 VEST ON A SLUG AINT DOING NOTHIN TO HIM/ (RAAAAN)

I FEED KILLERS KILLIN YOU AINT NOTHING TO HIM/
THE HARDEST PART IS FIGURING OUT HOW WE WANNA DO'M/
CATCH'M ON THE CORNER AND PUT A COUPLE THREW HIM/
ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS WHO GON DO'M/
STARTED OUT YOUNG... WE WAS DUCKIN TRUANTS/
NOW WE DUCKING TASK IN UNMARK UNITS/
GUCCI DUFFLE BAG ALL MARKED UNITS/
NIGGAS COPIED MY MOVES I SPAWNED MOVEMENTS/
OL 720P ASS NIGGA/
MY HD IS MUCH CLEARER/
IM 1080, 7 SHOT 380/
SPINNING 360'S DID A TOTAL 180/
YALL CRAZY THINK'N THAT GODS WOULD SLIP/
HOLLOW TIPS THRU YA WHIP, THIS IS GAZA STRIP/
MY GUNZ GO (BOE BOE) RASTA CLIPS/
(RAN RAN STOP STOP STOP)