Official Outro of the 2 Lunatikz album by Zaruflo and Jester.
Producer: Jester (@jestertheproducer)

We really appreciate you guys for listening to the album, we put our hard work and dedication into this for you guys. And with that being said, hope you guys enjoyed and more music will be coming soon. 

@2025 by Zaruflo

OPERATION KILL

Producer: Jester (@jestertheproducer)

Jester layered in synths—wide, shimmering, atmospheric pads that sounded like stars waking up. Then came the percussion: space-metallic clinks, rocket-engine whooshes, a snare that cracked like sparks off a welding torch.

He closed his eyes and let his fingers move, barely thinking, only feeling.

Every measure built upward.
Every beat pushed higher.
The track wasn’t music anymore—it was momentum.

And then it hit him.
The missing piece.
The reason the track felt like it wanted to escape gravity:

It needed rush.

A fast, stuttering lead that sounded like breaking the sound barrier.

He dialed it in. Sleek. Aggressive. Unapologetic.

When he hit play, the lead ripped through the mix like a jet tearing open the clouds.

Jester leaned back in his chair, breathless.

“This is TAKEOFF,” he whispered.

TAKEOFF

THINK

Producer: Zaruflo
Lyricist: Logic
Original Acapella: 44ever by Logic

LYRICS:

Fuck, fuck, fuck
Check, check, check
Ayy, check that boy out
Ayy, check that boy out
Who put this shit together?

Yeah, ayy
Day one, day one, day one
This for my day ones, fuck about a fake one
Smokin' that one to one 'til it's all done
And Post give me that good shit
In Atlanta, wish a motherfucker would, shit
Uh, hotter than Teflon, sippin' liquor with Efron
Sippin' liquor with Zac in the back of the green room
Yeah, that's me and my team room, ayy
Me and Khalifa done hit like a million cities, got a million bitties
Wishin' they could get in, but they can't
Soon as they see me, they faint
Feel like Mick Jagger in '76, huh
Got 'em all on my dick
Bobby Boy bringin' that kick like Kung Fu Kenny, not many can fuck with me
A lot of you fuck with me, and I'm grateful they stuck with me, like, yeah
Ayy, one to the one, come get it done, know I never run
Motherfucker finna run and get the gun
When they hear that boy spittin', they shittin' themselves
Like, "Oh, my God, I need a witness for what I just witnessed
I think I need witness protection"
No, I can't fuck with injections
Yeah, that's just me and my section
Feel like someone done gave me an injection
44, four-four, 44, four
I'm comin' to kill this, I'm bringin' the illest
Why you think they feel us? I know
Give a fuck 'bout your feelings, I know
Make a killin' and willin' I know
I get bills like I'm William, I know
Bitch, I get that money when I flow on a need-to-know basis
All you niggas is basic
Watchin' every single move I make like you just got that LASIK
But you all on that fake shit
One time comin' for the boy like, "Woo!"
Comin' for the boy like, "Eee!"
Everybody want a little bit of the way that I do it, they do it
But not like me
Bitch, I got the gang with me, watch 'em bang with me
Watch 'em bang with me like, "Uh"
No, it ain't the same with me since I changed
Fuckin' with the fame got me like, "Huh"
Everybody want a little bit of the boy, but nowadays
They just can't fuck with me
I could give a motherfuck 'bout the rap game, the game
The game, now I'm finally free
Tell me who fuckin' with me?
6ix on the beat is like God on the beat
Pardon my ego, there he go
Thinkin' he God on the beat
Y'all know I'm rhymin' elite
My rhymin' don't never deplete
Fuck are they rhymin' about?
I'ma rap 'til I can't even speak

SONY SIM

Producer: Zaruflo
REMIX by: Pinkpantheress - Boys a liar
Lyricist: Pinkpantheress

LYRICS:

Take a look inside your heart, is there any room for me?
I won't have to hold my breath 'til you get down on one knee because
You only want to hold me when I'm looking good enough
Did you ever feel me? Would you ever picture us?
Every time I pull my hair, well, it's only out of fear
That you'll find me ugly and one day you'll disappear because
What's the point of crying? It was never even love
Did you ever want me? Was I ever good enough?

The-the boy's a liar, the boy's a liar
He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy
The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar
He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough

Baby, please, I just want to look nice for you
Come stay with me, oh, you're not around, so what should I do?
I thought you liked the look about a girl just like me (like me)
Baby, please, I know you want to change me
Can you take a look inside your heart? Is there any room for me?
I won't have to hold my breath 'til you get down on one knee because
What's the point of crying? It was never even love
Did you ever want me? Was I ever good enough? (YEAH)

BOYZ A LIAR (ZARUFLO BOOTLEG)

Producer: Zaruflo
Lyricist: Papoose
Original Acapella: Hold the city down by DJ Premier

LYRICS:
I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know where I come from
I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know (let you know)
I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know where I come from (Papoose there)

Did all my laps in the gym, the sweat ran off my skin
They thought I ran out of breath but I was just catching my wind
That only happens to them, I gotta capture my win
I practice 31 days a month and I practice again
Was born equipped with sportsmanship so I just laugh and I grin
Victory is my objective, I don't have to pretend
Spread my wings like an eagle and let them flap in the wind
No guts, no glory, no pain, no gain, these are actions of men
My teammate is a warrior, got my back 'til the end
My offense is God-sent, you gon' have to defend
My crossover is vicious, I got more swagger than him
Hit the bottom of the net or the back of the rim, uh
Your style is a flagrant foul, your score, I'mma take it down
All of your trash talking was pointless, say it now
You're slacking and goaltending, my actions are bone-chilling
Got the home court advantage, I'm back on the road winning (road winning)

I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know where I come from
I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know (let you know)
I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know where I come from

I gotta hold the city down, anyhow, they gon' have to really bounce
Totally dominate the game in front of any crowd
I keep it 100 while you only keep it 50 thou'
I can conquer any style, victory is in me now
My time is now, who said it was later?
It comes natural, I got a competitive nature
Look at them guys when I'm coming, they be hiding, I'm hunting
Luckily, they've been ducking me, you see lots of them running
Challengers, I embarrass 'em, they a dime and a dozen
Full of fire just like a dragon straight out of the dungeon
I'm just rising above it, you just lied to the public
I serve a purpose, you nervous with butterflies in your stomach
Don't try to intimidate me, you couldn't scare me, will it?
I'm spontaneous, smart, dangerous, fancy and quick
My trainer told me to work, he ain't prepare me to quit
I'm the only captain who's sailing this champion-ship!

I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know where I come from
I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know (let you know)
I gotta hold down the city
Gotta let you know where I come from

HOLD DOWN THE CITY

Producer: Zaruflo
Lyricist: Chuwee
Official Acapella: Boom bap funk by Chuwee

LYRICS:

Yeah, 4 eyes
Now you like my style, Niggas didn't know that I was comin' with that 
Bap funk (DJ Flow) (Yo yo) 
Bap funk (Dojo) (Here we go yo)
Now you like my style?


Step up, who wanna battle me, I'm not your average MC
You beefing with me, suggest you vegan niggas watch your calories
Money motivated, we be all about a salary
But fuck a bad economy and I ain't working hourly
Sour d smoke got me hungry, I'm devouring
Anybody who tryna get eaten like cauliflower
Beans, and I'm a hungry man nigga eat a salad
Aiming this .40 cali and hold taking your palace
Mad stylist, the Wu got me on some shaolin shit
Chk-chk BLOW! blood spilled in the chalices
Paper chase, push weight till palms gain catalysts
All day, everyday, the hood I be standing in
I ride by in an all grey Challenger
Petty possessions that motivated me 'round this shit
What up to Uncle J-Dawg, he locked down again
Next time a relly come out, we count thousands

BLOW! How you like my style?
How you like me now?
Niggas didn't know that I was coming with that boom bap funk
That boom bap funk for yo trunk
Mutha fucka what you want?
I tell 'em like..
BLOW! How you like me now?
How you love my sound?
Niggas didn't know that I was coming with that Boom Bap Funk
That boom bap funk for yo trunk
How you like me now?!

I put a Vise Grip to all my vices, I just gotta have it
I gotta grab like a hand full of cash
To support that habit, I'm going rabbit for the cabbage
I out-lash, I'll kick yo ass just for the cash now
I hit the farms just to get myself a cash cow
They done got me assed out, black outs, a bad drought
I ain't made now cheese in six weeks
My connect been sleeping, I'm putting it to a beat on repeat
As real as the crib keeper that creeps through the streets
I'm just hoping I'll never meet my defeat
Same shit that I been saying all week
But this time I had to grab the Mossberg heat
With this rhyme if them niggas flip shine
It's almost like hitting his wrist or killing yaself
They got a hit out on my ego, I'm feeling myself
His team try to interfere, he couldn't kill it himself, bitch

BLOW! How you like my style?
How you like me now?
Niggas didn't know that I was coming with that boom bap funk
That boom bap funk for yo trunk
Mutha fucka what you want?
I tell 'em like..
BLOW! How you like me now?
How you love my sound?
Niggas didn't know that I was coming with that boom bap funk
That boom bap funk for yo trunk
How you like me now?!

BLOW! How you like my style?
How you like me now?
Niggas didn't know that I was coming with that boom bap funk
That boom bap funk for yo trunk
Mutha fucka what you want?
I tell 'em like..
BLOW! How you like me now?
How you love my sound?
Niggas didn't know that I was coming with that Boom Bap Funk
That boom bap funk for yo trunk
How you like me know?!

BOOM BAP FUNK

Producer: Zaruflo

Zaruflo sat alone in his dim studio, a single dusty sunlight beam cutting across the room like a sheriff’s stare. He hadn’t planned on making a new track tonight—he just meant to play around with some samples. But fate, like a wild stallion, had other ideas.

He plucked his old acoustic guitar from the wall.
One strum.
Warm, twangy, imperfect.

It echoed through the room like the start of a Western duel.

Zaruflo froze.
“That… that’s something.”

He recorded the chord.
Layered a second.
Added a whistle—low, eerie, the kind that drifts across a desert at sundown.

Then came the drums.

Not modern ones.
But ones he designed to sound like boots stomping a saloon floor—dust shaking loose from wooden beams. Every kick thumped like a horse galloping across open land. Every snare snapped like a lasso cracking in the air.

Soon the beat took on its own swagger.
A slow, confident strut.
A cowboy walking into frame.

Zaruflo grinned.
“Now we give him attitude.”

He built the drop: a gritty, distorted bass that growled like a steam engine pulling into town. Then he chopped the guitar, twisting it into a rhythmic whip-crack. When he hit play, the whole track felt like an outlaw stepping out of the shadows.

The room filled with dust and imagination.
Suns setting.
Wind howling.
A silhouette riding through a canyon made of sound.

That’s when Zaruflo knew—
he hadn’t just made a track.

He’d made a legend.

COWBOY was born.

COWBOY

OUTERSPACE (intermission)

Another beat by Jester

Producer: Jester (@jestertheproducer)


DIMOND!

Zaruflo, is a multi-genre music producer known for his versatility and unique soundscapes. Raised in the Bronx, New York, Zaruflo embodies the hood-like cultural tapestry and musical heritage of his hometown. He was previously known as RYKEL!

Bookings: rykelwubz@gmail.com

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