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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Dec 5, 2009 21:37:19 GMT -5
Business Name: Kryptonite Entertainment
Owner: Rhyno Rodriguez
Manager/Producer: DJ Bloody Knuckles
Genre: Hip-Hop
Total Artists: 5
Weekly Units: 30,000
Yearly Units: 975,000
Total Circulation: 50
Label Acclaim: 30
Ships: World Wide
#of Employees: 115
# of Guards: 80
Recording Studio: State of the art, Relaxing, Large, Extremely good
Studio Equipment: 12 Microphones, 3 Recording Booths, 15 Mixing boards, 27 Speakers, 8 Sound Systems
Features: 55 Surveillance Cameras, 10 Floors, 30 Armories, An exclusive office on the 10th floor for meetings
Protection: Southside Guerrilla Families (Get Money Mafia & Seville Blvd. Brims)
Protection Income: $75,000 for all gangs
Income: $300,000 Per Month
Upkeep: $150,000 Per Month
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Dec 5, 2009 21:52:33 GMT -5
KAY-J RECORD CONTRACT:
Years: 3
Advance: $75,000 Per Month
Bonus: $100,000 Per Year
Albums: 7
Singles: 8
Royalty: 15%
Merchandise: Hats, Mugs, Shirts, Sporting Goods, Shoes
Expenses: $25,000 Per Year
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Jan 11, 2010 14:53:13 GMT -5
Sam Walsh, an Executive for a Record Label, Bad Boy Records parks his beige Intruder four-door sedan into the parking lot of the Record Label, and gets out. He walks into the main building through the entrance doors. He goes up to a Secretary, and asks for Kay-J. He is told that he is not there, but he could talk to the Owner of the Label, Rhyno Rodriguez, who is in his Office. When he finds out that he is not there, he leaves a voice message for Rhyno's Office. It is as follows:
"Hello, my name is Sam Walsh. I am an Executive at Bad Boy Records, but I've been looking at being an Artist for some time now.
Kay-J can vouch for me, and I'll work hard if I become an Artist at your Label. Can you give me a chance? I'll leave you a recorded track.
Whats cracking? Ohhh, ohhh, stop the music, stop the beat
Say, whats the latest? I got myself some jingling feet
Down by a Lowrider, in the east, in the east
There resides a Taco-eating beast.
Stop the Burger Shot!!!!
Cuz it's not got a lot
Just a few fries, two dollars ninety-nine
I wish it could be all f*cking mine
I'm down with it, down with it
Always ready to try some "fancy shit"
But don't expect me to wipe ya ass
Or I'll shatter your face like a pane of glass.
Just meet me by the touchdown, ya know?
Keeping it real fresh, on my feet, not slow
Trying to mix some rhymes all the time
Some jackass thinks its a federal crime
But, tell me this my main man
Artists rhyme cuz they f*cking can
So why should they shit in our face?
Cuz they'll be pissed when we put 'em in their place
I'm as good as a Sonny Delight
I can win a free-for-all fight
Bare blue hands, not the guns and crap
Cuz we are always down in the world of rap
Those hardcore nerds get real upset
When I OWN their domestic pet
Then they get slapped silly when I mess up wakipedia entries
They think they can take me down with Holo mercenaries?
Their whole life revolves around a TV screen
Now I don't mean to seem too mean
But doesn't it bother you, their freaky wives?
I'll just mess up all their lives!
I'll just tune my latest ride
And maybe fly a luxury airliner, feeling like I can just glide
Both me and the Instrumentals, on the same drugs
But we are defo not low-life thugs.
(OOC Note: Due to copyright and stuff, and the GTA World, I had to change some of the real-life counterparts, namely Wikipedia, Sunny Delight, Halo)
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Jan 13, 2010 19:21:03 GMT -5
R: Damn homie! Those lyrics ain't bad. I'll draw you up a contract in about a week. Come back by then and tell me what you think of it. Oh and one more thing... Welcome to Kryptonite Entertainment!
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Jan 14, 2010 12:30:28 GMT -5
Viva arrives at the building and walks in, ignoring the front desk. Viva then pulled out a 9mm and shot some Vagos walking through the door after they had chased him there. The alarm went off but Viva carried on upstairs. He steps into Studio D and sees K-J.
Viva: Hey, homie! What lyrics you got in mind?
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Jan 16, 2010 19:39:37 GMT -5
RIDEOUT RIDER RECORD CONTRACT:
Years: 3
Advance: $50,000 Per Month
Bonus: $85,000 Per Year
Albums: 6
Singles: 9
Royalty: 8%
Merchandise: Hats, Shirts, Shoes
Expenses: $15,000 Per Year
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Jan 16, 2010 19:43:20 GMT -5
Kay-J and Viva are talking in the studio with Kryptonite Entertainment's best producer, DJ Bloody Knuckles:
K-J: Yo homie, I call the track B.R.I.M. It stands for Bitches-Running-In-Motion. In the track we're gonna be dissing the Brims' artist Baby Bang. You're gonna start it off since I'm still working on the lyrics for my verse.
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Post by Michaelangelo Diego on Jan 17, 2010 10:52:37 GMT -5
Viva: I got a verse.
(Viva starts rapping)
Homie, you sentenced me to death,
now I'm back this is yo' last breath.
You fucked wit' me,
I fucked wit' you.
I got ma' gat,
which makes you look like a complete twat.
Go fo' a drive-by, oh sorry!
Did I say drive-by? I meant drive-thru!
Baby Bang is just one of dose' fakes,
so yo' better get your rakes.
I am da' best in the biz!
Fuck it, now I godda' take a whizz.
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Jan 17, 2010 21:29:52 GMT -5
After Viva spits his verse in the studio, Kay-J walks in and starts spitting his new verse:
Man, niggas steady jocking me/
Mocking me/
Trying to plot on me/
Just cuz his girl was stalking me/
Trying to get up on top of me/
See I'm the type of nigga that'll wipe you if you pop on me/
You're the type of nigga that'll probably call the cops on me/
And I don't really care, you can get your whole block on me/
I'll buy and sell your bitch ass like a game of monopoly/
Try to get up on my level ain't nobody stopping me/
The only way you're stopping me is if you get a glock on me/
Fuck Baby Bang and them Brimmy fucks! They ain't shit but Bitches-Running-In-Motion!
Kay-J then gets out of the studio and gives DJ Bloody Knuckles and Viva a pound:
K-J: That's a guaranteed hit! We gotta hit up all of the radio stations!
V: Hell yeah homie.
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Jan 18, 2010 17:08:49 GMT -5
Sam accepts the record contract, and gets straight to work on his new album.
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Post by Jackie Gambetti on Jan 25, 2010 23:01:49 GMT -5
Binkey Tha Kidd, a young rapper from Playa Del Seville, walks into the main lobby:
B: Yeah, I'm hear to see a Rhyno Rodriguez?
Secretary: Oh I'm sorry, Mr. Rodriguez was arrested last month. But if you'd like I can send you upstairs to Kevin Posada's office? He has taken over as the label's new CEO in Mr. Rodriguez's absence.
B: Who the fuck is Kevin Posada?
Secretary: I believe you might know him as... Kay-J?
B: KAY-J!? Oh hell yeah.
Secretary: Okay...(She pages Kay-J) Mr. Posada will see you now.
B: Thanks. (Binkey Tha Kidd then walks upto Kay-J's office)
K-J: So, you must be Binkey Tha Kidd?
B: Yeah.
K-J: So you wanna be an artist here.
B: Hell yeah.
K-J: Okay so let me hear something.
B: Yo check it:
I'm thinking of rhymes/And nickle & diming/
Ripping & rhyming/
Look at the time/
I'm spitting & shining/
Hustling & grinding/
Sitting/
And flipping/
And niggas I'm blinding/
K-J: Damn! That shit wasn't bad homeboy! We have to get you in the studio right away!
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Jan 25, 2010 23:04:40 GMT -5
BINKEY THA KIDD RECORD CONTRACT:
Years: 3
Advance: $20,000 Per Month
Bonus: $80,000 Per Year
Albums: 4
Singles: 6
Royalty: 10%
Merchandise: Hats, Shirts, Shoes
Expenses: $30,000 Per Year
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Post by Jackie Gambetti on Jan 25, 2010 23:16:01 GMT -5
Binkey Tha Kidd accepts the contract, and starts working on his new album in the studio.
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Jan 25, 2010 23:25:55 GMT -5
Legendary rapper, Madd Dogg, enters Kay-J's office:
MD: What's up Kay-J!?
K-J: Oh shit! What's good homie!? (They give each other a pound) So what brings you to my label?
MD: Man, Blastin Fools Records is done.
K-J: WHAT!?
MD: Yeah. They've gone bankrupt. They're owner owed the Leones over $5,000,000, and they couldn't pay it. So The Leones burned the label to the ground.
K-J: Damn.
MD: Yeah. So I was wondering, since I'm not done rhyming yet, can I be signed to your label? Here's a demo of my latest material. (Kay-J listens to the CD and loves it)
K-J: Damn homie. My label has been flooding with talent lately. Especially now that you're part of it. Welcome to Kryptonite Entertainment.
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Post by Benjamin Blanco on Jan 25, 2010 23:27:16 GMT -5
MADD DOGG RECORD CONTRACT:
Years: 3
Advance: $60,000 Per Month
Bonus: $55,000 Per Year
Albums: 5
Singles: 7
Royalty: 12%
Merchandise: Hats, Shirts, Sporting Goods, Shoes
Expenses: $15,000 Per Year
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