The first track off the “Rushed Again 2″ album. CTRAFFIK was loose in the streets of London. Spitting crazy lyrics on a beat produced by AG (of JNA Music).

Video by: In The Ring Productions

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“We Came up” Video Lyrics:
Yo, Yeah, check it out, Ha!


I got skills like nobody business,
yo, what is this?
Mic skills is gifted
Spitting a little different.
This year, next year,
You’re rolling with the best here,
that’s real, you can put your bets here
and then chill!!
We that good of an investment
The blessings in our message
Left us restless.
No question.
We’re like the freshest rims in Texas,
Fucking up your ass,
Like molesters in corrections.
That’s nasty, man!
Its the U.N.I.O.N.
Another classic, man!
Ha!


We came up, from the grind from the ground,
From the, from the dust, from the dust

CTRAFFIK!
Mic-phone killer, Freestyle guerrilla
Spot thriller, Dubzilla!
Me cago en su madre,
Get repoed through peep holes like Deebo in Friday,
My street clothes like sequels got peoples excited,
From East Coast to Freeport, this beat folk, we ride it! (we ride it)
Fuck it!
I aint saying nothing much,
You can turn it up a notch in parking lots and that’s enough.
Bang that shit louder like they banged up Maddonna
Louder than the NFL probably got us every Autumn.
Like a UFO Spotter in the middle of Nevada.
Louder than a Globetrotter starter dunking like Vince Carter.


Its Tha Union!
We came up! Year in year out, still
We came up! People come, people go, man
We Came Up!
From the Grind, from the ground, from the, from the dust.


Its Tha Union!
We came up! Year in year out, still
We came up! People come, people go, man
We Came Up!
From the Grind, from the ground, from the, from the dust.

Intro:
CTRAFFIK, Getting Rushed Again
You getting rushed Again (x4)


You trying to act like you don’t know
You just focusing on your little TV Shows
But yo! You can’t ignore the disaster
The war is in your name you bastards!


Hook (x2):
Children getting killed and women getting raped
Entire towns are flattened like a fucking pancake
Stop frontin’ (stop frontin)
The blood is on yo hands too
Stop frontin’
The blood is on yo hands too

Verse 1:
The guns are American, the stripes are American,
The uniforms American, occupation’s American.
The bases are American, the missiles are American.
And what’s worse? The Volunteers are American.
That means, you werent even drafted on the scene.
A little college money or whatever kind of green that they flashed in your face,
Now grenades shatter dreams, knawmean?
You either kill for duty or for greed.
And plus, don’t forget the parents on the other side,
Giving up they children to go and practice homicide.
Like “Here Uncle Sam, you can train them to be killers,
If you send them back dead I’ll have patriotic feelings!”
Fuck that! I’m not that heartless to sacrifice my children.
And the ones that do it freely this is sort of they religion.
With their hands on their hearts for the Star Spangled rhythms.
Tears down their face, praying to the State.
God forgive them.


Hook


Verse 2:
Yo, the tanks are American, the bullets are American.
The drones are American, fighter jets are American.
The general’s American, the plans are American
and what’s worse? All the funding is American.
That means, the military aint running a fund raiser.
They aint selling girl scout cookies, where them guns came from?
I’m a have to say YOU.
The American tax payer your bills came due.
You aint even excited about the war no more.
Caught up in your tabloids and reality shows.
On April 15th though you giving up the dough, like a pretty lil’ hoe
“Here, kill some more! But don’t show me pictures of mangled corpses,
Of Children with their brains splattered all on they porches, just
Tell me that we’re winning and the oil’s still flowing,
It don’t matter who you killing, just as long as they are foreigners”


Hook


Verse 3:
The Military needs three things to go to war,
Number 1: your consent
Number 2: your dough
Number 3: warm bodies to take arms and go,
And you control how it is they getting all of those.
And they can’t have the other two without your consent.
Why you think they’re putting propaganda all up in the press?
See, the hardest part of all is to have you convinced.
Once they got you in the bag then the killing will commence…
Then the killing with commence,
Once they got you in the bag then the killing will commence,
The hardest part is to have you convinced,
Once they got you in the bag then the killing will commence (damn!)


Outro (x2):
You trying to act like you don’t know
you just focusing on your little TV Shows
But yo! You can’t ignore the disaster
The war is in your name you bastards!

from Rushed Again 2, released 20 December 2011
Produced by A. Chappell for the Official Production Staff
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Music Videos:
Mind Money – Music Video
We Came Up – Music Video

About:
Release Date: December 20, 2011
All Songs Published by No Espik Inglis Music, Inc. (ASCAP). Album recorded at Yegua Maldita Asquerosa* Studios and Engineered/Mixed by CTRAFFIK except: Tu ’Stas Loca (Recorded at Songo Sound Recording Facilities – Engineer/Mixing: Edgardo Matta ) On Yo Blocc (Recorded at On Point Entertainment Studios.) No Budget 2.0 and KillingDem Freestyle (Recorded at Killah Studios, Engineered by Killah Trakz). On Yo Blocc, Freedom & The Day Hip Hop Was Born were Mastered by Jorge Garcia for Miami Tape Inc.

Commentary:
The market forced my hand on this one. The original “Rushed Again” mixtape was downloaded thousands of times and, in particular, most of the MP3 cuts off the album. This lead to the realization that these hits needed to be cleaned up, recorded on original beats and given a wider audience. This album serves as a bridge between all of the mixtapes and tracks recorded since releasing “The BumRush” and the upcoming album “Chico Town”. Songs like “Blood on Ya Hands” and “Freedom” were originally written and planned for the “Chico Town” album but instead got released with the re-recordings of “The Day Hip Hop Was Born” (TDHHB), “T-Paine” and “We Came Up” – all that were so successful on the first “Rushed Again” disc. Because of time constraints, I just wanted all-guest producers on this project to get it out quicker, but folks were taking too long to get back to me with a beat for “TDHHB”. I fired up the turntables and produced the beat my damn self at the last minute to complete this album. This was definitely a work of love. I had to step up my mixing and mastering game as well. Also, getting to release the first few hundred copies with a silver foil stamped cover felt like I was releasing a deluxe version of an X-Men comic book. If you are one of the lucky few to get this limited-edition copy, then catch me when I’m in your town and I’ll buy you a drink for being a hardcore fan!

CTRAFFIK presents “Mind Money” from the album “Rushed Again 2″. Track produced by Ronnie Beck. Video Directed by CTRAFFIK & Rene Gonzalez. Video Editing by In the Ring Productions and titles by Cafeteria Films.

Shot guerrilla-style during a trip to China, Hong Kong and Tokyo. Playing with paper money like it was confetti. Paper money eventually returns to its intrinsic value (zero) no matter where you live.

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Like pretty much all of my songs, this one is based on true events. Namely, the dreaded act of being “pulled-over” by the police for breaking some random victim-less road crime. It feels like its more of a shake-down for government revenue than actually keeping the roads safe. After 9/11 the U.S.S.A is becoming more of an ape-shit police state and these armed goons have been known to murder and even seriously injure the cattle (citizens) of this country. Just go on YouTube and search “police brutality” videos and you’ll get the idea. My point of this song is that the priorities of the law enforcement are all wrong. Leave us alone. We want freedom. Go solve some real crimes. But if you do get pulled over… stay sharp, don’t make the cop feel threatened in any way, your safety and freedom could depend on it. This song is from the “Rushed Again 2″ album. Please share it with your friends if you agree. Peace!!!

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I’m not sure if I was drunk at the time but I told someone that I would actually tattoo the first verse of this song on my back just because I like it so much. Its like the track wrote itself. My favorite line was “They gun running the continents, don’t give a fuck what the conflict is”. That deserves a whole song on its own to explain an elaborate because the subject makes me sick! (Watch Lord of War with Nick Cage for a teaser on that subject).
My goal was to make this track timeless, I didn’t want to drop any names as far as who I was talking about. I made it generally about the biggest gangsters on the planet, the most vicious goons, criminals, murders, skips, skags, skallywags, hoolie hoops, heehaws and heifers to ever walk the earth (that was my Dave Chappelle impersonation). At the end the song you will already know who I mean but in case you missed it the final vocal loop says it all. Stay sharp. There’s more of us then them… but like Dr. King says “The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by bad people, but the silence over that by the good people.”

Lyrics:


(Intro)
We Gotta break em down (x3)
We gotta break em, break em,


(Hook)
Break em down / Fuck em up
Or Watch your back / its not enough
They got more guns than you, they got more goons than you

The biggest gangstas on the planet
With damaging canons, aiming and causing famines
The havoc is fucking savage
These bastards will damage families, causing calamities
Multiple tragedies,
Murder and homicide, rape, insanity
Effortless pestilence
This some Book of Revelation shit, apocalypse
Exorcist, 666, they got your wrist
They microchip the populace,
They stalking us or Glocking us
Or watching us through monitors
Its politics not calculus
They got you, bitch
So watch your shit, its like we all some hostages
An empire of charlatans
Puppets call themselves Congressmen
Dictators and Parliaments
Hustling all they armaments
They gun-running the continents
Don’t give a fuck what the conflict is
They got more guns, they got more goons
They got more ways to torture you
Make you disapear for a year or two
Ransack your place take your cash and jewels
Aint no burglary, don’t you see
You made a satanic deal you see
Gave up your life and your liberty
And now they fuck you in the ass repeatedly

(hook)


Colombiano de pura cepa
Por eso no respetan
Ando en el aeropuerto
Los tombos se ponen fresco
Siempre esculcan los nuestro
Andan buscando el queso
O la coca, contrabando, lavando pesos
Quien sabe si yo lo hago
Porque yo nunca confieso
Yo no le canto a los tombos,
Mi nombre no es Elvis Crespo
Yo soy un parce bien quieto
Hago lo mi en secreto
Nunca doy papaya,
la vaina es no quedar preso
Porque pal preso se pone espeso
El presupuesto es romperte los huesos
Partirte el pescuezo
Quemarte los sesos
Si no confiesas a las malas
Jamas balas, pana de un Smith & Wesson
Vistes eso?
Solo el comienzo del proceso
Homie, siempre este pilas, no tropiezo
Ojo donde tu caminas,
y en quien tu confías
Esos animales no creen en dios
No hay que dudarlo
Asta Cristo lo juzgaron,
Lo abusaron y colgaron.


(Outro)
The State is diabolical
Always has, always will be

This was a collaboration (a long time in the making ) with my fam at In The Ring Productions. They did everything: directing, shooting, editing, etc., to create the music video. I basically just told them that I wanted to bring the story from “Sick Hook” to life. My schedule as an independent Miami Hip Hop artist is so hectic and busy that I have to STEAL time to write and record. Namely, my car is the scene of most of these compositions. This is how the song “Sick Hook” came to life (read more about the song “Sick Hook” here). The video was not done low budget…. it was actually done with NO budget! Just creativity and hustle. I guess I paid to put gas in my car and food for the film crew. My homies MoeTive and Cesar G volunteered on separate days to put in work (much love!!) Yes, I wish I had 4 clones of me running around so I can actually have time to put out more records and watch this thing called “TV” that I hear so much about.

Another track from the “Rushed Again 2″ album, produced by Ronnie Beck. Its based on the original concept of the hit single Mind Money (I call it a hit because it gets downloaded thousands of times off my server… candela!). Originally Ronnie sent me the beat with the acapella from the the first version over it but I wasn’t feeling it, yet. So I re-recorded all of my parts and created a brand new hook to fit Ronnie’s beat perfect. That’s the only way to do it. When I was over in China & Japan I decided on the spot to film a music video for this new version of Mind Money. Had tons of fun, look out for the video soon. During the trip, my Mexican Chicano video director was spitting the hook to the remix out loud. I knew then that I was on to something special with this song. Plus those cute Filipino lounge singers in Guangzhou joined in and sang the chorus with me on the first try. Hopefully this shit catches on some more. Enjoy!

Mind Money Lyrics
Intro:
Yeah, You Getting Rushed Again (Getting Rushed Again) (x8)
CTRAFFIK, Mind Money….


Hook (x2):
Money on my mind, don’t forget it.
Hustle day n night, we gone get it
Let’s ride (let’s ride), all night (night), we gone get it


Verse 1:
My people gotta eat for real, Louis Vuitton & Moet won’t help.
P.Diddy combs aint gonna pay for my home
And your champagne tastes like cat piss when its warm
It don’t matter if your’e broke wearing prada,
You still broke, still got nada.
Aint got a piece of the enchilada,
these name brands aint feeding yo daughter.
Like Hey! Mr., Mr. DJ bring that back let me get a replay. (x2)


Hook


Verse 2:
Yo, Its the welfare baby, still tax evading,
got the IRS hate hating on me crazy.
You don’t gotta murder, they treat you like the worse, man.
That’s government violence, government coercion.
Al Capone stacking illegal bread. He said “No! You can’t tax none of it”
They said “Oh! Watch how we run it then, we’re the biggest thieves in the word.
You don’t know it, man?
Word to Uncle Sam, we gone run a scam.
Pay me all in cash, they don’t need it man.
I take care of mine, they take care of theirs.
Theirs is millionaires, mines is living here.
We still on the block, watch don’t get me knocked.
They don’t send the cops, they send in the SWAT!

Pow! Its a no-knock raid, you hear click clack got guns in your face (x3)


Hook


Outro:
Money on my mind, money in my palms, give it to the State, man, you so wrong. You so wrong. Naw you So wrong! (x2)
Money on my mind, money in my palms, give it to a bitch, man, you so wrong. You so wrong. Naw you So wrong! (x2)

This track was a complete loquera from the start. Don’t know what got into me but I created the hook and verses fairly easy. This was recorded back in the days at the Songo Sounds Studio in Kendall. The beat is by Edgar Matta and the voice on the hook is by a girl who helped out in the studio. I was just acting crazy with the lyrics and the concept. Since I have a track on The BumRush called “Street Liqour“, I made this one the sequel – Chico Liquor. Bootleg this one and enjoy!!

NEW: Watch the “Sick Hook” Music Video Here!

This is the classic CTRAFFIK and Caliba street anthem that was inspired by the fans. Whenever we’d be out promoting on the street or performing at our shows, the crowds would chant “Tha Union is on Yo Blocc!” After a while we figured it would be a great chorus idea. On this track, the sound of people screaming “Blocc” during the hook is sampled off the film footage from one of our live shows.


The beat was produced by the Production Duo known as Street Scores. Unfortunately one of the two producers for this record passed away right after we released this single.

We recorded and mixed most of “On Yo Blocc” at the On Point Entertainment protools studio in Lil Haiti (Shouts to Buggah tha Guvnah). The track also features Balli who brings his Jamaican Dance Hall flavor to the beat.


Being that Miami is a Mix of Black, Latino and Caribbean influences, this bi-lingual hip hop track represents our city perfect and is one of my favorites to perform live.

Lyrics:
Intro (Balli):Tha Union,We’re rolling with Tha Union
Tha Union is On Yo Blocc, We’re on Yo Blocc Yeah, Yeah, Yeah


Chorus:
Tha Union Is On Yo Blocc (Blocc, Blocc, Blocc-a)
Tha Unio is On Yo Blocc, Tha Union is on Yo Blocc


Verse 1 (Caliba)
I’m the industry’s enemy but the streets love me
Cuz I don’t follow your rules but my name buzzing
Now who that is?
Caliba Caliba
Who that is?
Caliba Caliba
Who That is? Caliba Caliba Caliba Caliba Caliba Calibaaaa
And I’m Killing the Internet, I got a cyber buzz
They can call me Roger Troutman cuz I get so much Computer Love
But don’t get it twisted bra’
Not new to this business shit
I was ripping campuses when pampers you was pissing in
Me and Traffik got the blocc locked down
From Perrine to Goulds, Liberty City to Chico Town
We stay on the paper chase
I’m in to buying big weight
Then moved to Florida and made it real-er state
Cuz!


Chorus


Verse 2 (CTRAFFIK)
No me importa, no me importa un cajar-ashun
Oye mi herman-ashun,
Me cago en su madre-ashun
Es el Colombi-ashun from Little Havan-ashun
Con el encend-ashun,
Partiendote el cul-ashun
Soci-ashun!
This is for my Chicos and my Haitians
That Dade-County fire,
Live Blazing up the nation
Police come around?
No Informa-shun
Excuse me con el I’m sorry
Yo No Espik Ingl-ashun
CTRAFFIK that chico you know
I’m on the blocc with tha U.N.I.O.N. and its on
We got the street team strong
Got the rank in the zone
Any blocc and spot
That you on we on,
Because…


Chorus


Verse3 (Caliba and Ctraffik)
I’m on the Blocc like hood rat chicks and gang groupies
They cheering us on cuz we living like gangsta movies


I’m on the Blocc like EBT, Bootleg DVDs, Boycotting McD’s
Petty Thieves and robberies


Listen, I’m on the Blocc like eighths and O’s by Arab stores
Known to take your H. and O.’s, You know!


I’m on the Blocc like a dunk with the rims big as hell
I’m on the Blocc like those immigrants that just got here


I’m on the Blocc like dope holes, more dope sold
The streets is talking, that’s why my flow’s so dope, oh!


I’m on your Blocc like Crime, your Blocc like weed smoke
Not your favorite rapper he behind the VIP rope!


Chorus


Outro (Balli)
Tha Union is On Yo Blocc, We’re on Yo Blocc Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Check out a summary of the article below:
Local love
As hip-hop’s stars hit South Florida, give a shout-out to some hometown heroes.
by Dan Sweeney

Any hip-hop head worth his chain is familiar with at least a few South Florida artists — certainly Trick Daddy, Pitbull and Uncle Luke. People who are deep in the scene likely picked up DJ Khaled’s 2006 CD, Listennn: The Album. But anyone who doesn’t follow the ebbs and flows of local hip-hop with the obsessive care of a hand-washing Howie Mandel may not know who’s hot and who’s not. So we’ve put together the following list of 10 South Florida artists who, we believe, are ready to pop. Get with them this Memorial Day weekend in Miami Beach and elsewhere, prove your love early and then, enjoy being a part of the entourage when they’re richer than God. We’ve put them in alphabetical order so as not to play favorites. That way, we can expect our invite to the champagne room from all 10.

Tha Union: Caliba and Ctraffik each put out solo albums a couple of years ago, Xperience and The BumRush respectively. The duo’s recent pairing, the single “On Yo Blocc,” has sold out online and created regional buzz. Visit Thaunion.com.

Ever since Nas called out Jay-Z for getting ripped by Eminem on his own track, any emcee worth his weight needs to make sure not to collabo with Slim Shady unless you got a hot verse. I also wanted to give the track the Spanish Hip Hop treatment while matching Eminem with a sick flow. We both touched on the issues we’re facing in the respective stages of our careers: Enimen is on top and I’m still coming up. Two perspectives, two languages, two emcees and one Music Biz.