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Ron-Loc #105CaratDiamond (Behind The Scenes) Prod. By 805 Skitzo Productions from Butch Nut Kilbert on Vimeo.

About this video:
This video is about Ron-Loc behind the scenes of the #105CaratDiamond video shoot.

Actors:
Ronald R. Kilbert, Robert E. McNary, Tony Kilbert, Charles Henderson
Terrell Summerford, 805 Skitzo Productions

Copyright
© 805 Skitzo Productions, Ronald R. Kilbert 2013

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Ron-Loc #105CaratDiamond (Behind The Scenes) Prod. By 805 Skitzo Productions (by 805SkitzoProductions)

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This video is a trailer for the behind the scenes footage of @RonLoc805 “#105CaratDiamond” Prod. By 805 Skitzo Productions Video Shoot!

The Adventures of Ron-Loc 805 - Trailer from Butch Nut Kilbert on Vimeo.

Ron-Loc "Skitzo Status" Lyrics

Ron-Loc "Skitzo Status" 

Written By Ronald R. Kilbert

Verse 1

That niggas a g 

Take a look at his eyes

Then put that chopper on him

Bring him up out his des guise 

I make it happen fast

While they muggin me riden slow

Make a move and the pedal on the floor for I even let the burner show

Ain't that some hoe

Matter fact ain't that some shit

Running down that nigga leg couple seconds ago he was hard as a brick

I fucking hate rappers as if they own slaves

I'm aiming to blow each and every one of you pussy mufukaz away

Verse 2

They don't want me to ball

Watching me hoping to see if lose

Knocking niggas of the soul of they shoes

Jab a line at the solo and break it to twos

Labeled insane when bo guarding the game

As I'm hostile and hungry in search of my lane

Shit on rappers leave no physical stain

I got em stuck with it tattooed on they brain

You want to collaborate I'm like ok lets spit some flows

I waited till his vearse started then swung and broke his fucking nose

Bridge

Public service announcement out to every fucking rapper

LOL until I'm at yo studio with my chopper 

Chorus

I hate each and every single mutha fuckin rapper

Matter fact every single one of y'all big mouth bitches I'm coming after

Ron-Loc - "Non Stop" Lyrics

Ron-Loc "Non Stop"

Written By Ronald R. Kilbert

Verse 1

First Loc in the long time to beast the game

Competition decapitated with the lyrical aim

Definition of a G square niggas and bitches don't like me

See if I don't still rock a white tee

See if I ain't got my second dick on my waistline

Bet I'm fuckin anything breathing trying to take mine

Toyota pedal flaw flow bitch I caint stop

Beat stop playin muthafuckin heart rate drop

I don't even let a rhyme exit my vocal box 

Less its killin aye thang sept snoop big and PAC 

I tried to fuck around with the d game till nighas close to me start stealing and smokin aye thang

Woke up the next morning still the same old me

Plotting on a greedy nigga slipping where the doe be

Trey pound right through the left ear piece

Main goal take what I can for they catch me

Chorus

DAMN but still I'm on the mic nonstop

Hustle every flow so cold

Late night plotting

Die rapping last three bars pray to god flow

Let my heart beat to the streets is all a nigga know

Till I go you can find me on the mic non stop

Verse 2

Matter fact I wouldn't even have a homie left if coming up short mean a nigga met a quick death

Pack of blacks every day NBA pro lungs

Chain smoking like slaves climbing out a nigga lungs

Matter fact you can hear they pain when I rap

Every exhale big whip scar to the back

That's why they say kind of vibe I got reflect satin

Eyes staring at my brain sitting in the dark shaking

I watch peer pressure carve a phony new brain

For the fame check tell the world they do da gay thang

Fuck It! and in the muthafuckin mean while 

I'll be sharpening an early 90s gangsta rap style

Shooting through the mic Michael Jordan back in 96

AI never read a book and tried the same shit

The media got niggas tales in they crack

I'm crying black ass off sitin watchin and laughing 

Ron-Loc - "Everyday" Lyrics

Ron-Loc - "Everyday"

Written By Ronald R. Kilbert

Verse 1

Motivation got a nigga feelin like I got detox

She'll toe adidas nigga fuck yo reeboks

24 hour grave yard on creep watch

Insomniac heavy starched sharp creased socks

Take a couple years to dissect that last rhyme

Thoughts constipated wont digest on time

Perfectly orchestrated make it look like no crime

Great vine states prime take mine flat line

Stiff cold the unload lyrically potent 

I rip shows they volume cut on hoe shit

Double back dumping navy I'm focused

Competition through Texas death row shit

Nigga nerves bad like he got a three day notice

Hit hip hop drug raid with the flow spit

Battle ram the first nigha face that I see

Giving a gnat fuck bout who don't like me

Verse 2

Rappers killing every thing but the beats they rap on

With no hesitation on site I clap on

Playing my part Ice Cube on Friday 

I ain't going out Denzel train in day

Metaphur for they don't like me no way

Oprah the only nigga to get away with no case

So what you think my chance is

90% percent of every nigga trying to advance is

Psychologically beat since they made the first whip

They looking at me crazy like why he on a power trip

Day one for jack shit I worked my ass off

Now I'm a space ship with no gas to blast off

Plus the price of that out weigh what I got

And that's only half of what it cost for a parking spot

Got me feeling dumb as lupe fiasco

After trying to take shots at a 17 year old

Chorus

Every day

Stay away from people keep ya mad about shit not goin ya way

Cause them hating  muthafuckas rally don't like me no way

So if you think I'm tripping on what the next nigga got to say

No way

Ron-Loc "New Perspective" Lyrics

Ron-Loc - "New Perspective"

Written by Ronald R. Kilbert

Verse 1

Imma lyrical mirical mutha fuckin genius 

Fearing you never cause niggas never seen this

Type of architecture orchestrated with the rhyme spit

Str8 05 Skitzo Productions niggas serious

Deliriously I engage rappers on site

Rumors of space ships describe how I take flight

All my crew of assassins maneuver nameless 

Anonymously strike and move no language

Shit the only time a nigga play push a tee

Is namma clipping at the heart point blank on SeeRIP

Metaphur for CRIP

AKA Ill see ya nigha Rest Infinitely 

Pussy

3 team parlay enemies head

Indiana State from the three point range kid

I'm on that 211 2012 shit

When I take a shot the accuracy hella nice bitch

Chorus

All black kakis democratic blue taylors

Chase a hater down and knock his helmet Lawrence Taylor

Bringin out them choppers high speed chase

We aint in Pakistan & he aint getting away

Verse 2

Approach the business of rap Fillmore slim talking

Why smack a bitch when I could tell her get to walking

I got bosses breaking they pockets chasing ghost writers

Trying to escape from Mr. whack ass igniters

Automatic spit fire

Revolver barrel bout the size of a subway

Maneuver under ground on some height speed subway

Smoke and fire cross the track

Niggas heels lookin like a live volcano hat

Aftermath of the description from a whitness

Two bars fo da last one are you getting this

I spit that dope you smoke once every three years

And déjà Vu dominate em until it soaks in

I saw the game album cover on my lap top 

And put a hole through the rag and the apple call it screen shot

Hope I got niggas hot

 No respect for gang or dope spot

Ron-Loc - Baby Girl (I Need Your L.O.V.E.) Lyrics

Ron-Loc - Baby Girl (I Need Your L.O.V.E.)

Written By Ronald R. Kilbert

Verse 1

I've been trying to detox off her sex appeal

No rehab for the way she make me feel

Be there when you need me for show I will

Never let her break or fall she know show that's real

Demonstrate my loyalty for baby girl wit all actions 

Between me and you aye thing subtraction 

So we can multiply the times together

My answer for that last equation L O V E forever

Picture perfect I paint a perfect picture

Me and you rocking a California king off the rector

Scale, my back on fire from the feel of your nails

Each palm on of cheek of ya tail

Personality up out of the shell

Chasing a sexual eruption similar to my mayo

Inside of my Gail opposite feeling of hell

And I ain't stopping till you plea to me the job done well

Chorus

When a nigga need a break from a night on these streets

With my baby girl the only place I want to be

Hit you up like come take a ride with me

An Post up after dark with the stars on the beach

I'm a thug nigga needing L O V E

Verse 2

Baby bet ya I a sketch a scene with the words

Leave ya back stroking throught the sheets when the fire burst

iPhone face time got a nigga fiend in for ya

Dreaming bout the last time we was sweating on each other

Ran through a couple sets of sheets & covers

Work it like a couple sets 200 or better

Im Under a beautiful curse when hearing you talk

And You be Hypnotizing my eyes with the moves when you walk

Pre Chorus

Baby girl I like the way you put them eyes on me

And if you want to bring a friend it's all good I got plenty homies

(Baby girl I got a thirst

I got a thirst for you 

Can you quince my thirst for you)

Ron-Loc - Demonstrator Lyrics

Ron-Loc "Demonstrator

Written By Ronald R. Kilbert

Verse 1

Flowing something I've been doing for a long time

Vocal chords mirror thoughts on a ni**a mind

On a beat like a bull riding champion

Win lose or draw highly represent the camp he in

805 Skitzo or you irrelevant 

Nuts hanging Swanson like the trunk on a elephant 

Haters halla bout how they don't ever see me in the trap

I'm a predator AKA that's the one who set the trap

Niggas looking don king opposite of fade

I been on that rookie Jerry rice since the third grade

Wack nighas get no pass not even special Ed

Lips nose and eves I'm on your monkey ass head

I take a classic rap line and shoot roids in it

Jab bars so quick I cain't miss Floyd with em

I demonstrate when pulling ni**as hoe cords with em

Lyrically nobody fucking with me proof is on the victims 

Chorus

KRS One do the teaching I be demonstrating

He a vet and I'm a young nigga who aint got the fuc*in patience

Rap game grim reaper

Must I repeat myself about how i'm a demonstrator not a teacher

Verse 2

I don't listen to they record past five seconds

Competition ducking from the cannon when I show aggression 

I don't even like rapping I just so it cause my shoe perfect in the best rappers ass

Imagine that & I Tunes don't do refunds 

How else I'm supposed to get my fucking money back 

Put your digital promotion on crutches 

The wackiest nigga that I ever heard is joe budden

Everybody working with him faker than shit

Cause they ain't even got the sack to tell his wack ass quit

So until them investors give me a call I'm blowing muthafuckas out like bin laden's eye ball

I'm unfuckwitable that's it and all

You got a better chance at putting your dick throught a Brick wall

Rap game grim reaper 

Must I repeat myself bout how I'm a demonstrator not a teacher

With a pistol he run his mouth like flo Jo 

Without it every time a nigga squab like glass joe

Ron-Loc - Game On Lyrics

Ron-Loc #GameOn

Written By Ronald R. Kilbert

Verse 1

Hit the microphone light switch up on smash

He got a bright future till I knoc* him in the past

Bad muthafunka in the flow poc*et i maneuver 

Neck break how I move ya ain't a muthafu*ka  cooler

Not even jay with two L's in the front

Or a Z in the bac* ill make a nigga punt

And run it bac* like a 3 second 40 yard dash

On some nigga out the bank with a bag full of cash

They don't know me but they know you

And probably aye muthafuc*a runnin with ya crew

I ain't seen shit and I don't know nothin 

Due rag on bac*ward eye holes in it bustin

Soul of a mid 80 early 90s 

West Coast Banger

G Shit no stranger

Rap Rep Rearanger

Head up squabble danger

On site no pass

Bullseye every line of the mind ill blast

Chorus

I Had a dream gangsta rap was gon sound like this in the future

Pac I ain't think they was gone shoot ya

People probably thought the same thing about Martin Luther

So Im strapped in my headphones waiting on a shooter

Verse 2

My medulla oblongata on Skitzo

Microphone loco letting muthafuc*as know

Compared to last year to a whole nother ball game

Grammy in 11 2012 where you at mayne

Milk carton with they album art work on

CD and case crac*ed from cutting up work on it

Last line Medaphor for the beat jac*

Niggas in the hood probably already peeped that

Bailing down the beat knoc*ing with the seat bac*

Mirror and the tint watching for them niggas on attac*

First nigga jump last nigga breathing 

I'm trying to be the last nigga from my hood leaving

Dumping making shure the Lil homies not first

Specially of the nigga be influenced under my curse

That mean we ride for the same thang

No if and but or what take flight bang

Ron-Loc - Skitzostyle Lyrics

"Skitzostyle"

Written By Ronald R. Kilbert

Verse 1

I'm Ron Loc by way of bad ass Oxnard 

Die for I let another men pull my cord

Niggas think its all talk till I push up on em

First I dare a mutha funk a rap back then dome em

Lyrically with the squabbles I be on my job

Hysterically how I laugh at niggas chasing the squad

Album cover for my mobile app called iRap

Grown maggots in a spider web how I trap

Shitted on the top rappers don't feel they spit

No nuts no respond fuc* it no mo diss

New hardware update the way I bang

Demonstrate the perfectly orchestrates way I slang 

That new west rap perspective in the ears of the streets 

Ski mask a white sheet sawed off where you see

Eyes mixed with ya brain thin air through skull

Top of ya spinal cord smoking like the barrel that's war

Verse2

Tall dark and gangsta night sky and stars

Represent the way I be smashing as I snipe with the bars

Nigha money power and fame caint touch my skills

It's an equator size line between the wac* and the real

Bitcj I'm musically inclined not trying to be famous

Lyrical head shot empty stomach and brain through anus 

Painted hay nest descriptions through the early days of my rhymes

Got on the grind ni**as hated me like a swazstika sign 

My project defined a state of mind from walking through flame

My work ethic is a reflection of releasing the same

Energy I was holding in 

From questions that the cheating  muthafuc*s seem to go a hundred years without answering

I spent like seven years straight working for people that doctors diagnosed certified skitzofrantics

Ex addicts and some just born that way

It's a meaning for every letter times the words I say

Bridge

You ever think about what's going through the mind that's on medication body sitting in the corner shaking

Eye balls glued to the back of they head

Wishing a mutha funk a would not write they chec*

Pre Chorus

I'm a set the trap

y'all niggas watch and don't say shit

First ni**a inhale first ni**a get hit

I hate these rap ni**as no bullshit 

Watch I'm a reel em in ni**a just don't miss

Chorus

I want to detox of medication 

Just as soon as I get off probation

I'm a go in a million dollar vacation 

And starve every muthafucka thinking I'm faking

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