Forever Famicom
by Mega Ran & K-Murdock
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Collaborative Hip-Hop album/homage to Nintendo between emcee Random (aka Mega Ran) & producer K-Murdock (of Panacea).
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released 01 June 2010
Catalog #: NSP-009
Lyrics By: Random (R. Jarbo; RandomBeats Publishing/ASCAP)
Music By: K-Murdock (K. Murdock; Neosonic Productions/ASCAP)
Artwork By: Kevin Merriman (thegreyninja.blogspot.com)
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Catalog #: NSP-009
Lyrics By: Random (R. Jarbo; RandomBeats Publishing/ASCAP)
Music By: K-Murdock (K. Murdock; Neosonic Productions/ASCAP)
Artwork By: Kevin Merriman (thegreyninja.blogspot.com)
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Everyone's favorite "Teacher/Rapper/Hero" Random aka Mega Ran has teamed up with K-Murdock, producer and 1/2 half of the critically acclaimed group Panacea, to create collaborative projects like Forever Famicom which pay homage to two of the fellas' biggest musical inspirations- hip-hop & video games! ... more
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- Track Name: Episode III (A New Day) *Mega Man*
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The Year, 20xx.
When we last left Mega Ran, he was forced to make a very difficult decision.
Didn’t know who to trust.
Sometimes the uncertainty of life can lead one in a strange direction.
And now, Mega Ran and K-Murdock and present…
Forever Famicom
Is it a bird, is it a plane, is he insane, probably,
all the above all of the scrubs and gamers right beside he,
What do ya know? what did he do? Come back to the lane
where he gained his most fame, by rapping bout them games
He was ready to quit, the first was a one shot deal
But the big wigs got word of the style and the skill
Now everywhere he goes people ask him the same exact
Question “when u gonna do some more gamer rap?”
Now what we gonna do right here is go back,
or forward, I’m not even sure, I’m losing track
somewhere between tomorrow and yesterday
a new chapter begins, so wipe the rest away!
When we last left mega ran- he was in a quandary - brother tried to talk to him he said don't even bother me.
He was caught between a hard place and a rock, and was starting to lose faith in the doc
Doubted his purpose lost faith in a lot
Walked off and never solved the case so it's locked
Still had mega dreams of escapin the block
But he had to prove no one was Takin his spot
Then he met a man, his name was k murdock
Played him a couple tracks and they were hot,
With the vibe that strong, Inspired him to put the blue helmet back on make some new rap songs
But whadya know it wasn't a foe that he was used to chasing down
They attacked the industry for promoting and marketing
Music that was tepid and bland
Had to rep for the fans, got off stage and stepped in the stands
So I won't be back to robot city for a minute, cuz I got a new fight, and every intention to win it
Dig it? Splendid, now pick up the paddle
We got a war to win, so get equipped for the battle
yeah..
Now what we gonna do right here is go back,
or forward, I’m not even sure, I’m losing track
somewhere between tomorrow and yesterday
a new chapter begins, so wipe the rest away! - Track Name: Forever *Earthbound*
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didnt have to wear a tuxedo to touch people,
never moved rock, wasnt trying to see Judge Ito,
If it dont fit you musta quit it,
but if i do fit you musta did it, I wasnt wit it
Focused on my love for hip hop, wouldnt flip flop to
get props, just try to keep it fresh like a Ziploc
Similar to the games of yesterday,
I blow the dust away they still fresh today
reminisce to the first day I set it up
way past bedtime, wouldnt stop playing till I leveled up
fingers blistered suffering from fat-i-gue
then teachers wonder why i had a bad attitude
head of the class like Hessman in '86
Regrettably passed the freshmen that gave me fits
but they all come back, glad that i taught em,
i support em, even though they tend to fall like autumn
Back in the 80's when it begun
recall, in DC, rocking a T, "Run Jesse Run,"
Galactus tactics, require strait jackets
to skip the viruses, installed the patches
we took the scenic route to find the fundamentals
ink is my drink too, so this ain't coincidental
K-Murdock made the Call to Mega Ran
we veterans, goin strong til Forever, man
Chorus:
Might not be real, who knows what's real,
but they will never know, what keeps us together,
I know we're young, I know we're young
But if we’ve come this far
We’ll be here forever.
Verse 2
Pause-- Oh yeah - let me continue
The game don't stop another day another venue
if they made a game of all the stuff I been through,
That jawn would be rated m, I say again-
first they'd drop you in the middle of the hood
With no communication skills so you couldn't be understood
Only 1 life and no save slots
your enemies and party members would live on the same block
and ya HP and Mp is dang near empty and you can't max out
no battery backup, so if you back out
gotta start it all over again fresh, you’d probably be impressed—
how I managed to cheat death, and make it out the hood with no regrets
and I gotta thank that little grey box with the red light,
dead right in front of you I spent every night
Chorus
Verse 3
I’m from where adolescents peddle coke in their coat
Tote hammers, quick to let the metal smoke
So pay attention in the presence of professionals
See I’m just speaking my mind, I gotta let you know
We gotta separate the real from the artificial
The chrome 9 double m’s from the starter pistols
American gamer, never will change up
We’re level 99, try stepping your game up
No matter what, we refuse to stop
Even if the dough’s slow, like it’s screwed and chopped
I gotta keep it real, most of these dude’s aint hot
I only stand up and clap when your music stops
Trying to rule the block? We’re after the globe
I should host a video called “when rappers explode”
‘cause I aint here for the platinum and gold
Take life by the horns, we just grab the control, yeah!
Chorus and adlibs - Track Name: Dream Master *Little Nemo the Dream Master*
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"Dream Master"
(Jarbo/Murdock)
This is a story of a boy who believed
That whatever he dreamed he could grow to achieve
But never in his live did he dream he could be
An inspiration to those that came before he…
(chorus)
Hey, hey, alright (8x)
Verse 1
Once upon a time, before beats and the rhymes
And before there was ever any Random,
There was a boy in the hood, who always did good
So the bullies of the block couldn’t stand him
And on Christmas and birthdays he got mad presents
so many, he ain’t know what to play with
He had Transformers, He-Man, Ninja Turtles, Star wars,
But the G.I. Joes were his favorite
He was so creative, that if they didn’t make a toy he like
Decided to create it
He put Storm Shadow’s legs on Snake Eyes’ body till it popped
And then he duct taped it
He made spaceships, while the big kids hung out on the block playing hide and seek
And riding back
They used to try to get involved but they told him “get lost”
And that’s when they started gettin’ high at night
Then I heard a made a friend who was as nerdy as him
When he had all that he could withstand
they collected comics and cards, studied,
knew the whole Star Wars script like the back of his hand
And in school he made A’s and B’s
And teachers complemented his amazing feats,
And all the while he wondered, If I’m so amazing, geez
How come nobody won’t play with me?
(chorus)
Verse2
So to say this kid looked funny in school
That would be a colossal understatement
He had high water pants, coke bottle frames
And a mouth full of orthodontic braces
First girlfriend was named Christina Perez,
He took her everywhere, now the boy’s so cool
But she dated him on a dare
And left him standing there without a clue,
Man kids can be so cruel
Just when people couldn’t like the boy any less,
Around the same time shorty got an N.E.S.
Cause his mom felt this was the best way to keep him out the streets,
Although they was penniless
Only child, so she didn’t want an empty nest
And it’s a healthier addiction than cigarettes
And so it began, how did he escape this scene?
He sat in front of that screen, and chased his dreams.
(chorus)
Verse3
Fast forward a couple years, he gained a couple peers
And sucked up game like a vacuum
Went off to college and sought some knowledge
And developed the heart to make rap tunes
Vowed to stay true when he dropped his debut
And did, so this got his little name up
And it was money in the bank, but money drew a blank
Every time the second LP came up
So he thought back to childhood
And how he survived in such a wild hood
Then he realized, they didn’t hate him
And whatever didn’t break him, that’s what made him
So he decided to combine his love for the games and raps
Open his soul up and let ‘em in,
Then he chopped up some 8 bit sounds, put it down
Now Random is now known as Mega Ran.
Now his name’s all over that internet
Girls who didn’t care are now interested
And the best part of the story, comes at the end
But that part hasn’t been written yet… - Track Name: The Goodness *Starfox*
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The Goodness
(Jarbo/Murdock)
I was blessed wit a gift, both to teach and to spit
And I was taught to show grace when receiving a gift
I'm like a Fiend needing a hit, I'm pleading the fith,
Nah I got high on life, never needed a spliff
But dnt be takin me as, some kinda flake or a crab,
don't be makin me mad, cuz I don't play with the pad,
That is Unless it's the one that regularly come wit world class track meet
cause the boys an athlete
We all been rhymin for years, but similarities end,
yall spitting into the wind- tryna make mine a career
That was an external rhyme, if yall ain't peep the design,
since boss there ain't been tracks deeper than mine
I used to write on my mirror in my tiny little room
That I would get large wit my tiny little tunes
And I ain't where I wanna be yet
But i'm closer than I was last week, baby steps I guess
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Hook
We are- takin rap higher than ever-before-so come on get board if u
wanna soar- u ain't gotta deal wit the frauds no more... Don't be scared
cuz we got that
Goodness
Random got the
k murdock got the
Dn3 got the
We all gotthe goodness
Come on in and get open of the sound
We got enough to go around
Call me the R wing co starring
K-murdock, here's a hearty meal cuz yall been starving
We all bring somethin fresh to the table
Forks and knives plastic, my raps ain't fatal
For my peeps out in Rochester sorry I'm late, a little health food break from the garbage plates
Taste good goin down, it's been heavily tested- my message so refreshing it's compared to a beverage.
No MSG. Just a def mc an and producer on a mpc blasting off like the spirit rover you couldn't see me wit a kepler, I rep the, inner city and the steppers
Fox mccloud when I box em down
Got the naysayers optin out,
They want me to stop but not right now
I got the blogs kinda hot right now, u see it..
hook
All I wanted was a few spins, benzes wit new rims,
never excited me, I tied up my loose ends,
payin my dues, tried obeyin the rules, every night shacking at a different red roof inn
Its obvious the game need a hero
Yall look impressive, but u playin against kids, like tim tebow-
Impregnable D, tryna be what I was destined to be,
Whats that—I guess a legend mc, mega ran
Heavy hand strong mind-- a long line of greats preceeded me,
So I thank yall for yall time.
Fans lined up like ladies at the rest room
Constantly emailing awaiting my next move,
I can't tell u cause I wouldn't be ran
All I can say is stay tuned, take a look at ya man
Chubby oak lane kid wit dimples and a dream
And makin money in rap ain't as simple as it seems
Couldnt have fun wit one gsme,
Turn signal burned out cuz I can't stay in one lane
I move to video games then EGm's gone
But we gone keep it goin strong- forever famicom
Perform then we gone
A jiggle to the left and the right and we on
Eons beyond what u consider the norm
My songs is psalms, that's the crusade we on, lets go... - Track Name: Player Two *The Secret of Mana*
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Player Too
(Jarbo/Murdock)
sometimes i need someone to hold me (hold me)
*down cuz you know a player gets lonely (lonely)
call me if you able to, you can be a player too
If we cant have trust, then you cant hang wit us
cuz this games so difficult it makes me wanna cuss
i feel like im gettin ridiculed by scores of enemies
who liter-ally* respawn every second u kiddin me
im riddlin these cats wit shots and it aint fazin em
or makin em *retreat, man they think im tryna play wit em
i made it this far on my own but now i hit a wall
*heard it aint no fun unless the homies get involved
gettin all frustrated *i hate it im jaded
i wanna take it out power off and never again play it
im faded, shoulda been in bed hours ago
i skyped you, i tweeted you, *where were u when i needed you?
chorus
sometimes i need someone to hold me (hold me)
*down cuz you know a player gets lonely (lonely)
now
(skype me) if you able to, you can be a player 2
they got me cornered im a goner, if ya gonna get get a quarter then i think u oughta become a supporter and
(join me) if you able to, you can be a player 2 (2x)
A table for one is no fun let's go
Me and you make 2 well get thru
Let's go, let's go so here we go let's go come on
when it gets so hot thank god for co-op
aliens, armed troopers to robots
i know not what i would do witout yall
doctors makin housecalls
runnin outta ammunition, im hit im a sittin duck
*listen up - to my transmission- come and pick em up
this is what a playa do, promise imma stay wit you
wolverine and sabertooth brothers in arms, recover the bomb
son we got ta weather the storm, ha
my hammer of dawn - calamity gone (BOOM)
how can it go wrong= my family strong
infinite continues, im wit you until we end it
* vengance is splendid* lets show em we nothin to contend wit
you wit it like im wit it then lets win it
exquisite, aint leavin the spot till every achievement's unlocked
got the villains fleein in flocks bring heat to the block boy
from up up down down, to a,b,b,a
been with ya from the beginning eve-ry step of THE way
kill em wit no delay, call me, make it a 3 way - Track Name: The Girl with the Make-Up feat. Ariano *Kirby's Dreamland*
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The Girl With The Make Up
(Jarbo/Murdock/Price)
i used to make up sketches of the perfect companion
one with the right combo of passion and understandin
chillin on the stoop we would make up games
spin the bottle truth or dare but i was way too lame
till i met a chick in math class, her name was dawn
she was the first girl i knew that put make up on
i wanted to get wit her so I would make up lies
pretend that i was gettin money like those guys
on the ave who hustled 9 to 5 just to make up time
only came to school once a week cuz they was on the grind
begged my mom for a starter jacket and got 4
cuz i had mad deficiencies to make up for
so i started talkin back to teachers and actin up
i'd make up jokes that had the class crackin up
but i was only concerned with that one girl
with the make up, she made up my whole world
Hook
You see we, make love and fight then we lust
Then we make up undress and mess up your make up again
(we’re going upside down, round and round again)
it was a rainy day, i was supposed to walk home with the fellas
i made up an excuse, cause i saw dawn wit no umbrella
although it belonged to my moms, i gave it to her anyway
i was too shy to talk so i started to walk away
until she said, you might as well stay till the bus come
this is the kinda situation the old me would run from
but i came back, put on my act, played it cool like them cats
who would sit in the back, of the classroom
i cracked jokes, talked about people walkin by
and she laughed at em, i was officially livin a lie
cuz i knew if she had known that i was geek,
that was from the streets, but far from street, i aint have a chance
then feelings started rushin like an avalanche
bus was comin, so i just grabbed her hand,
wrote my number in her palm wit my bic pen
and we been goin steady since then, ha!
Hook
You see we, make love and fight then we lust
Then we make up undress and mess up your make up again
(we’re going upside down, round and round again)
one day i showed up at the rest, decided i would surprise her
she didnt have no makeup on i didnt recognize her
I had to make up an excuse cuz i aint have a spine
but i dont want a girl who's only pretty part time
then she busted me, had the nerve call me a hypocrite
said i aint the only one lyin, you aint no differ-ent
she knew that i made up lies about hust-lin
knew i got all my cool clothing from my mother and
the sad part was that she liked me for me,
and i hid behind the same insecurities
that she fell for, tryin to be somethin that i was not
she said i liked u, way before the bus stop
she said not only can we not hang together,
i just got an NES we coulda gamed together
so i guess the moral is, work wit what ya got
better to be hated for what ya are than loved for what ya not
Hook
You see we, make love and fight then we lust
Then we make up undress and mess up your make up again
(we’re going upside down, round and round again) - Track Name: Drop The Load
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Drop the Load
(Jarbo, Murdock)
Drop the load (8x)
When I was a little kid
Playin games up in the crib
I guess took for granted the
Time it took to get it in
Power on game start in 20 seconds flat
Shoot, 2600 games would take less than that
I just can't seem to manage
Never understood the fact
The more powerful the system,
It's a bigger piece of crap
Commodore 64 a game called ultima
I would fix dinner in the time it took to load it up
Wing commander 3, although I never tried it, installation took an hour, so I wasn't buyin it
I miss the cartridge, them joints were mad sturdy
Now u get a disc read error if it's a little dirty,
I used to stack my carts up and built forts with em,
Dropkick em with gi joes and put em in the system
Power on and they work perfectly without a hiccup,
if u feel like I feel, then say it with me, now get up and...
Drop the load (8x)
Had an 360 3 years, three red rings
Had an nes forever never had to fix a thing,
Used to love soldier of fortune, blowin cats apart,
But I could make a cake in the time it took for it to start
So traded in my station, and copped a 64,
but when I saw how much the games cost my jaw hit the floor
70 bucks for superman, well I just got paid
Little did I know that was the worst game ever made
And I was working at toys r us, my job was to sell,
so I couldn't tell you that joint was cheesy as hell
Moved on to ps2 when I heard the news of metal gear solid 2,
and I remember,
that joint was cool,
But when i beat it, all I remember sayin
Was I spent more time on cutscenes than actually playin
Made me wish I never gave away my old joints, this is this whole point,
can I get a witness say it wit me
Say drop the load
Drop the load
Drop the load! - Track Name: World Tree *Faxanadu*
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My methods take heads back like Sam Beckett,
Respected for the angle I bring to the game
So my name resonates and reverberates
Play the game till I get the service ace, like the murder rates
My intellect gained me a lot of respect
But you haters need a muzzle for the side of your neck
If you’re about progress, we gotta connect
Tax cats like funds coming outta your check
See we try to get that global acclaim take over the game
Have the whole world knowing the name
Kyle put the beat on, so Ran put the heat on
Reppin’ till infinity and beyond, we on
Another level like 7th gen, we never been
Scared to forcefeed cats that medicine
Plug your headphones up then let us in
We used to get it in, blowing on connector pins
(chorus)
it started with the roots then we take it to the trunk,
Branches to jazz to punk rock to funk
The seeds are the leaves that blow through the breeze
And thus the completion of the world tree (2x)
Verse 2
I’m like colt seavers, but don’t tote heaters
Don’t smoke neither, cd, no features
Left the block and beat all the odds
Who’s the boss? I left Jon Charles in charge
So we felt the growing pains, took the slower lanes
Give me a break? I’d overdose Novocain
Perfect strangers, I never did know her name
Now we bosom buddies, cause family matters,
Moonlighting as a 30 something rapper
It’s a different world, they say you wont be a factor
Cause the rap game’s like a full house,
Everybody wants a dynasty since the greats rolled out
The wonder years are long gone
You need a New Heart to compete or you gotta strong arm
We got family ties, life goes on,
Knotts Landing on the dome, but we still hold on
Chorus 2x
In the beginning, it started with the DJ
He looped the breaks so we could hear the beat play
And while it played, the b-boys danced
And the poppers popped and left the crowd in a trance
Eventually the parties started to grow
And they needed someone to control the flow
A cat picked up the mic, and that’s when it happened
He started scatting and later it was called rapping
Then it got bigger than they ever imagined
It turned into street education and fashion, and
Now the little shorties say it all the time
And a whole bunch of them swear they know how to rhyme
But the mystery, is the history
And with it than we could see consistency
Cause back in the days it was all good fun
Might mention a gun, but nobody had one
And now they say its out of control
A tree grew in the Bronx and it spread across the globe
Too big to knock it, too thick to chop it
Tell me who profits, we can’t even stop it
(chorus 2x) - Track Name: 2k10 *Street Fighter 2010*
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2k10
(Jarbo/Murdock)
uh, 2k10
the future is now, a new day begins
what looked so bright is now dim and grim
This is my story, and my name is Ken
you might remember me from my past life
king of the street fight but it all changed last night
I'd been retired for a couple of years
then i switched gears tried another career
I was a lab tech, this employment brought me enjoyment
i wanted to improve live instead of destroy it
my partner Troy went ahead with our plan
to create a better life for man
with our invention, any climate man could withstand
even increase strength in the legs and hands
with just a small dose you'd see huge results
but with a big dose you'd lose your pulse
The plan was there but we never got to try it,
see our formula was taken by space pirates
I walked in the door like a quarter after 4
to see the formula gone and troy on the floor
my first thoughts were to head for the exit
cz the solution hadn’t been fully tested
troy said (dont worry bout me, you gotta catch em)
so began the hunt for the cyboplasm
they stole from me, and killed my homey, its stuff like that
that'll make me revert to the old me
i had to fight fire wit fire
had to regain the training i had before i retired
but i upgraded for 20 ten
implanted a bionic arm and upgrades to my skin
I traveled the galaxy for what seemed like years
traversing every planet and every frontier
I got a new clue in every place
luckily the cyboplasm is easy to trace
every where the crook was he left a clue
not sure if that was what he had intended to do
but i was hot on his heels until i heard a strange voice
telling me to leave, and that i made a bad choice,
and at the same time i felt indescribable pain
in the same spots i implanted bionics to my frame
but i aint gone stop, yall know my background
ken aint never been the type t back down
i feel im getting closer cause the voices get louder
although im in pain, i feel increases in my power
and everywhere I went I learned a new trait
new talent new skills, that would seal their fate
i kept moving, just hopin the culprit might slip
then on planet 29 i receive a hot tip
i was close, i knew it, only thing left
was to grab my formula and avenge my mans death
got to his planet with my energy charged up
busted in his door, he was there with his guard up
he sent some of his flunkies to keep me entertained
but one of my punches leaves em burstin in to flames
faced with a web of lies and trying to cut through it
the pirate said Troy put these cats up to it
Nah, I cant believe that, but he says his true
he said Troy's alive, and he infected you?
i didnt wanna hear it so i kick em in the face
and just then Troy walks into the place
and says, I'm alive Ken... my trusting friend
the formula is mine... and this is the end! - Track Name: Epoch *Chrono Trigger*
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Epoch
(Jarbo/Murdock)
The dark sider, strider, mach rider
tomb raider, tune slayer soul survivor
i wear a halo but more like a dark angel
im the king of the fighters, my fury is fatal
god of war like the mighty thor, you a dinosaur
extinct-tryna find a link to the past
i crack down on wack clowns, and make em back down
no more heroes - cuz they dont wanna rap now
keep my metal gear solid--my modern warfare
cast dark clouds every several years
you could never question my dedication
the beat resonatin while im awaitin ya resignation
since i was a cadet, every last cassette
i record , had to hit em wit a mass effect
while record execs recycling schemes
sellin dreams to scores of little micro machines
without a major deal still display the skill
rhymes remain sharp like blades of steel
i rampage the stage im so official
make arch rivals double dribble so the ref blow the whistle
its like a duck hunt, i hold the pistol
bomberman big ran wielding contra-banned
in ten states for bein unusually brutally
take 2 or 3 crews wit me musically compose beautifully
get ya paperboy, but we aint dancin
too many maniacs in the mansion
couldnt stop it if you pop it
we Bubble Bobble in the StarTropics, we gotta get the profits
a far cry from the small fries
now how you feel, duct taped in the middle of silent hill
you aint nearly as advanced as me
so this is the last battle, your final fantasy
CHORUS
My time is now, and my moment is here
I dont know any fears, so just open ya ears
from the clubs to the cons, my buzz is the bomb
even thugs on the grind, showing love to the rhyme
My time is now, and my moment is here
I dont know any fears, so just open ya ears
from the clubs to the cons, my buzz is the bomb
everybody on line showin' love to the rhyme
its the overlord, man over board when i record
my writin is ninja gaiden-lightnin
my mic source drainin ya life force
ring king southpaw but watch for the right cross
aint no options when you in the shotgun
you a wild gunman say hi to the top gun
its deja vu, cuz Ran's back in ya face boul,
or we can turn the system up and make it a base (bass) war
commit mad crimes never see no bid
stack chips like a casino kids -in vegas dreams
trust i got the MUSCLE to touch you, i been a G
DJs say my records got legs like millipedes
I slap earth wind fire and ice out of rappers
for tryna say that Ran aint nice
cuz im immortal and its more than a word
we can take it outside and go one on one like jordan and bird
kid kool, i skip school, still spit jewels,
im too hot, aint no safe place or cool spot,
you a blabbermouth, tell me what you mad about,
we can have it out, turn the stage to a splatterhouse
archetype and the prototype when i hold the mic
they like true, I'm dynamite duke
im fresh and def-he rhymed, then Ran left
stole the show, they callin it grand theft
the law cant concern me, im a hundred and 0
represented by an Ace Attorney
parties i turn out then burn out
do the knowledge im what ya need to learn bout
nobody move till i say so get the pesos
hells angel last remnant of saints row
i blaze blue and stay true im past ya speed
adhere to the rap assasins creed - Track Name: Double Dragons feat. Jermicide *Double Dragon*
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Double Dragons
(Jarbo, Murdock, Jermicide)
Minding my business the other day
When these punks punched my girl and took her away
Couldve been some cats I owed dough to
Called my brother, he ain't have no clue
I don't care how many chimps I gotta go through
No guns, no knives keep it old school
Just fists and feet, so we hit the street back to back till the missions complete
I'm runnin up on cats, speaking no words,
a knee to the face then I leave em on the curb
Im well versed in the martial arts
But for some reason i only know 2 moves to start
All good, though, cuz I'm Learnin
I stay focused, determined
The blaze is burnin,
United we stand scrapping
Attackin cats crackin backs, the double dragons, what?
Verse 2 (Jermicide)
I’m kickin’ ass, got my red vest on
Now I get my flex on
Broads and guys get a kick to the head zone
Abobo try to step and his chest gone
2 brothers walk the beat we the best known
We in the streets where your peeps catch a headstone
Without heat, got a bat, get your head flown
Anything around turn in to a weap-on
You know I’m dead wrong
Like Lee but I aint talking about the press on
Kidnapped Mari-an , see, the man’s redbone
Now we finna pay him back like krev-lon
Black warriors, blood ya lips
Me and my man red and blue like the bloods and crips
Bobbin out though I never thought a buzz for chicks
But here I am beating domes in with clubs and sticks
Double dragons, pants saggin’ toe tagging
(random)
Bloody knuckles, we scuffling, I got a hot tip
from the warehouse, not even a hop skip
and jump from where we be gettin it down
Some cat named willy, I heard his name around,
white slacks and smedium shirt,
we approach him immediately givin him work
Now I'm face to face with my girl at last,
But the look on her face made me worry a tad
(Jerm)
In the warehouse, you suffer plently losses
Get your ish tossed, big timing little bosses
Got the girl, in the midst it was nothing
Case getting curious like Benjamin Button
All of a sudden talking bout how we was smuttin’
Back in the day (before me you was cuttin?)
Now we gotta bang it out for your thang?
Yeah right, mustve bumped your brain
Me and man airtight… - Track Name: CONtact *Guardian Legend*
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CONtact
(Jarbo, Murdock)
I been performing for years.. stealing shows like a smooth crook,
Till one day my mans like dude, look
What if fans come and see u at a con and they never been? so I wrote me a rule book
Cuz there's some things at concerts that are totally fine, but they don't quite apply at a con, and so
I'ma give you ten tips to maximize your fun
But you can't pick and choose, gotta follow each one
Rule one, is the most important of all the rules, before you go, make sure ur wearing comfortable shoes
Cuz you'll be walking all day and if ya dogs start to bark,
You gone miss out on a lot, so it pays to be smart,
number two, speaking of pays, bring cash,
Cuz the ATM fees is just gone make u mad,
Plus standin in them lines is a hassle, an venders love green so it's much easier to haggle
Rule number 3, make sure u schedule your moves, cuz it's more going on than you gone have time to do,
And some events are ticketed so if you wanna go, grab one and come back cuz if ya slow ya blow
Rule 4 is something that might sound strange, but please do NOT forget to bathe, with thousands of folks cooped up in one spot, you're bound to be in line with the guy that forgot, pew
Rule 5, talk to everybody cuz u never know, who's who what's what and of course, what they know, and read the name badges and ask good questions, cuz you could be talking to a legend
Rule 6 is don't go overboard spending your doe, or it's a really bad feeling when it's time to go
And u realized you need gas and something to eat,
Shoot, that one almost happened to me, anyway
Rule 7 is pack yourself a con kit
With asprin hand sanitizer, and breath mints
Cuz while ur being friendly, keep in mind, most guys don't wash their hands when they go to the john
And speaking of meetings, there's rule #8, comic cons aren't the places to find dates
Better see id before u get to romancin
Or before u know it u face to face with chris hansen
Number 9 is Keep ya camera charged
U gone see some things that u gone wanna share with your squad
From elaborate costumes to childhood idols, bringing home pictures are absolutely vital
Number 10 is something you should do while your still there,
If you're enjoying it, register for next year!
There's plenty more but I won't bother u with every one, and besides that'll ruin all the fun,
If u never experienced it u gotta do it once, all the hard rocks out there would probably front,
But its unreal, folks think im kiddin then they walk on the con floor and become a kid again
Dont become a slave to your own ignorance, Don't be afraid to try something different
I went in 07 and haven't missed it since, the lines get longer and the stench is more intense
But I can't imagine missin out sittin up in the house, wondering what all the fuss is about? I'm out?
And don't forget to holla at ran if you should see me
Ill be at the Capcom booth, signin CDs
Peace! - Track Name: For The Gamers feat. Int 80 and Schaffer the Darklord *Duck Tales*
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For The Gamers
(Random/Int 80/STD)
Random
From sittin on the floor gaming
To dropping some of the highest scores the world had ever seen,
To dropping some of the craziest verses rap had ever heard
From Woodstock a good block
Since 82,
They know me well, though they don't do what they say they do, my only hell is not being called the crazy dude
Oh naw,
For cats who work a 9 to 5
But still
Be standin in line at midnight
Oh that's real
Want ta be the first to master it, gamefaqs in it, hater call u addicts but, I just know u passionate
So Made a song for yall cats
Haters u can fall back
Gaming since the 80's wish that I could bring em all back
It’s for the gamers,
Though gettin up for work is a struggle
Playin all night till u come down with carpal tunnel
This for the gamers
Who forsake meals and sleep
To beat a game they ain't even had a week, so peep
This for the gamers
Play a game and beat it, but won't stop till the unlock all the achievements believe it
Warcraft to madden; let me at em, all I gotta do is find a pattern
(int 80)
This the for gamers, experts, noobs and the griefers
Protection defeaters, all us hackers and cheaters
I’ve got bad habits, lots of tools in my backpack
Distributing AIM bots and seeding out a map pack
Up for a fair game if you got the skills
But I like to give the playing field a little bit of tilt
Cause winning’s an addiction; I like to feel the thrill
So step up if you want, though I’ll crush you when you will
You on point, Ran? (all the time, Int)
I got your back, supplies are packed, consider me your sidekick
Victory is flawless, no one’s gonna stop us
Strong through the gauntlet, No need for being cautious
Arcade to console, PC I’ll join
It’s offense and D, both sides of the coin
Another round or not, I should really save my voice
Press start or call it quits, time to make a choice
(STD)
I got the nervous tics and twitching and them bloodshot eyes, not
Much of a surprise, got to bed at five and I’m shot
By nine I'm in trouble, struggling just to adjust
I’m seeing stuff I don’t trust, but soldier through it I must
X's and circles and squares float in the air and they glow so intense
And I'm so intent on getting through this quick time event
Ammo and health items are everywhere, and I swear
That I can climb that wall right over there like I am Altair
PMCs are sweeping, but I find my way by ‘em
Trying to grapple gargoyles like I’m in Arkham Asylum
Spying Black Mesa gunships hover in the sky and
I am shopping, every merchant asks “What are you buyin’?”
I use the orbs I am paid, and I upgrade to a new gun
Shoot and jump through an orange portal, step out through a blue one
Now maybe I am dreaming, maybe I have gone insane
Or maybe, just maybe I've been playing too many games
(bridge, then chorus)
(t minus 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1, ignition, liftoff)..
(Random)
Super mario trilogy, Billy lee to Jimmy lee,
castlevania contra, jackal and super c
Lode runner, Kid niki, mega man 1, 2, 3, 4, you get the picture,
even shadow of the ninja,
SectiOn z, rygar; gradius, diehard,
Chrysalis, armagon, superspike metal gear, metroid, pro am, captain skyhawk too
maniac mansion but I had to use the walk through,
bayou Billy, spy hunter, shadowgate, rushnattack
Skate or die 2, blaster master kept me in the house,
battletoads duck tales chip n dale, mickey mouse
bases loaded pro wrestling, track n field I hit the hurdles
legendary wings but I gave up on ninja turtles,
nemo, metal storm, lolo, adventure isle,
bionic commando, wizards and warriors,
monsters in my pocket , Kirby festers quest
of course final fantasy, balloon fight, earth bound
Tecmo bowl ; Okoye trucking cats for first downs
Double dribble river city ransom, Kid icarus
Still know the code to mike Tyson it's ridiculous
Donkey kong, golgo 13, goonies 2,
Guardian legend, friday the the 13th who coulda knew
Some call it an obsession, but they can't understand
the creativity it gave me made me what I am,
Wit the bible under my hand on the stand I swear,
If I wasn't a gamer, I might not have a career...yeah
And some of yall ain't gonna get wit this,
But there's a million people that might feel different
the gamers…. - Track Name: Galaxies *Metroid*
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Galaxies
(Jarbo, Murdock)
Stays online like I stays on the grind
Rain or shine forever it's famicom
Top dog big ran Sakamoto
Pop off when the fans snap a photo
put em on the flyer, spit it thru the wire
Muck and the mire. Spit it to inspire
never will retire, keep the fans waitin
do it till im in suspended animation
live from planet SR388
prayin Ran dont get dropped like baby weight
**** leave em shocked like 808's
and heartbreak - probly never shoulda gave me space
now i take off, comin with a great force
Ran Brind'Amour winnin all face off
and give em more make em all break north
crack a smile on a gain or a great loss
cuz no matter what i count it all joy >
i recall sittin on the floor playin with my toys
not a care in the world just a lil boy
meanwhile momma stressin out cuz she was unemployed
we maintained in the darkest world
me and justin bailey with the narpas sword
brinstar norfair trapped in warfair
hit lands only cats with heart explored
life hit hard like a death in the family
spit bars praying that the deaf understand me
Mini boss like a Ridley, Kraid
so i give my all when i hit the stage
engage, and hope it get me saved
and while im here i hope it gets me paid
so i gotta flood em main sorta like a hurricane
was gettin bored wit rap, found a nother lane
we all strugg-l-ane, but imma keep cannon cocked
until i reach that mother brain
hi jump boots, varia suit
screw attack, flip thru the air in the booth
in tourian, i play em like accordion
couldnt afford it then, mom still brought it in
NES raps wish i woulda thought of them
energy tanks is full, man we sure to win
If - I - never sell a million records
or I - never woulda been respected
i- still - put my life on the rhyme skills
barefoot walkin through the mine - field
long as its in me imma spit like a semi
automatic till it's empty
and i swore, never to forget what i rhyme for
leave it on the floor (do ya want an encore)
