Born in London, he is the son of writer Ann Dexter-Jones and real estate tycoon Laurence Ronson. His mother later married Mick Jones, lead guitarist of multiplatinum selling rock band Foreigner. He has two sisters: fashion designer Charlotte Ronson and DJ Samantha Ronson. He spent his childhood in a wealthy suburb of London where he lived on the same street as Paul McCartney‘s family. When his parents divorced at age 8, he moved to New York, where he made friends with John Lennon's son, Sean Lennon.
Ronson played guitar and drums from an early age, but it wasn't until moving to New York City with his mother that Ronson discovered DJ culture. At age 16, already a fan of such popular hip-hop artists as Run-D.M.C. and the Beastie Boys, Ronson began listening to the various hip-hop mixtapes released every few months by DJs. Inspired, Ronson confiscated his father's record collection and began trying his hand at mixing.
The young DJ with the diverse taste soon caught the ears and eyes of various socialites and New York celebrities, including fashion designer Tommy Hilfiger, who featured Ronson along with other sons and daughters of celebrities in a 1997 fashion campaign. A year later, hip-hop mogul Sean "P. Diddy" Combs hired Ronson to DJ his fabled 29th birthday bash. These and other high-profile gigs boosted Ronson's "hip quotient" and helped promote his more serious-minded music career. Fusing his eclectic turntable skills with his knowledge of musical instruments and songwriting, Ronson eventually embarked on his first solo project. Featuring such diverse guest artists as dancehall rapper Sean Paul, hip-hop artist Mos Def, Jack White of the White Stripes, and Rivers Cuomo of Weezer, Ronson's debut album, Here Comes the Fuzz, bowed for Elektra in 2003.
Ronson's second album, Version, adds to his eclectic style. In this sophomore album, Ronson fuses a range of musical genres from Daniel Merriweather to Ol' Dirty Bastard to Phantom Planet with an up tempo contemporary funk sound. All the songs on this album are covers of previous Billboard top-10 pop songs, with a jazzy twist.
Career
Attending Vassar College and then New York University (NYU), Ronson became a regular at downtown hip-hop spots and made his name as a DJ on the New York club scene in 1993. He was soon one of the most respected DJs and was being called on for celebrities' private parties. Ronson is known for his diverse, genre-spanning selection, influenced by both the hip-hop scene of New York and the more rock influence of the UK, amongst others.
He moved on, however, to producing music. After producing Nikka Costa's song "Everybody Got Their Something," Ronson signed a record contract with Elektra Records. His first album Here Comes the Fuzz was released in 2003 and was a critically acclaimed success that featured artists of all genres, despite initially poor sales. The most well known song from the album, " Ooh Wee" samples " Sunny" by Boney M and features Nate Dogg, Ghostface Killah, and Trife Da God. He has since produced multiple songs on the albums of singers Christina Aguilera, Amy Winehouse, Lily Allen, and Robbie Williams.
In 2004, he formed his own record label, Allido Records, a subsidiary of Sony BMG's J Records, along with his longtime manager Rich Kleiman. The first artist he signed to Allido was rapper Rhymefest, most well-known for winning the Grammy for co-writing Kanye West's "Jesus Walks".
In March 2006, Ronson released a cover of Radiohead's " Just" as a single. In certain areas, such as the UK, it gained major radio play. It also saw release as part of Exit Music: Songs with Radio Heads, a full Radiohead covers CD, in April, later appearing on Ronson's second album, Version, which was released in the UK on 16 April 2007. It includes other covers of a diverse selection of rock & pop songs including: Kaiser Chiefs' " Oh My God" (featuring guest vocals from Lily Allen), an instrumental version of Coldplay's " God Put A Smile Upon Your Face", Britney Spears' "Toxic", Ryan Adams' "Amy", Maxïmo Park's " Apply Some Pressure", The Zutons' "Valerie" and Kasabian's "L.S.F.".
On The Run
Mark Ronson Lyrics
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Call the fire chief to inspect the arson
Y′all got problems, Brooklyn is in the buildin'
We built the buildin′
Easy to touch but it's hard to hold
Easy to meet but it's hard to know
Paste this one across ya domes and spread it out all across the globe
I′m like the diamond in the mind, I was born to glow
Drop Paul on or off the roll
Freak daddy stroke long and slow, I break 'em down type strong, then blow
Heading right back to B-R-O, okay L-Y and homo wild porridge
Streets without mercy, nights without silence
Lee without skill is like Gars without science
Jake without sirens, life without dyin′
I'm hot without tryin′, ya heard it so now buy it
Joint come on, you start whinin'
Streets are spawn and most of Mark Ronson (It′s the M-O-P, we gotta!)
Brooklyn is in the buildin', you got problems
(Ma friendly I have you)
Whole world from the native to the foreign, I'm up on it
I′m one hundred percent nigga, first fam′ to owe me that's behind me
Well fuck up her whole shitty life, Frudy, Julia-Anny, you plastic
You don′t wanna go at it, so (stop)
You ain't ready for the aftermath, the matics are (pop)
I wandering with Y-H from the tri-state, ya violate
I just need to go _____ prostate
It′s the M-O-P
And we on the run for real, from the left to the ten
I bin hearin' you holla (gangsta) for fifteen years now
But when you went, well the shit went down
Come on now
We rugged rap singin′
Rob niggas for prattling and keep their rings
Tell your man, Bill did it he, he reeled with it, killed with it
Little pissed off homie take the loss, deal wid it
While y'all get it goin', we′ll get it done
A million and one, ma friendly, I had you faggots on the run
Streets are spawn and most of Mark Ronson (It′s the M-O-P, we gotta!)
Brooklyn on the premises, you got problems
Ma friendly I have you
Whole world from the native to the foreign, I'm up on it
Yo, Ron Pharrell Pharell, M-R-M-D (it′s the M-O-P ma nigga!)
You know what I'm sayin′
I wanna fly in the sky, let my lyric carry me
I'm gonna fly, fly, fly, fly
We have em′
The song "On The Run" by Mark Ronson is a collaboration with rap duo M.O.P. and features energetic and powerful lyrics. The first verse talks about the streets being spawn, which could mean that they are emerging or developing rapidly. The line "Call the fire chief to inspect the arson" suggests that there may be some kind of fire, literal or metaphorical, that is causing chaos. The chorus, which repeats the line "Brooklyn is in the building," highlights the pride and strength of the Brooklyn community.
The second verse makes references to the difficulty of truly knowing someone, as well as the idea of spreading a message far and wide. The line "I'm like the diamond in the mind, I was born to glow" suggests that the singer knows their worth and value, and is confident in their abilities. The use of slang and colloquialisms throughout the song adds to the raw and gritty feel.
The final verse emphasizes the toughness and resilience of the M.O.P. duo and makes references to past conflicts and struggles. The line "We rugged rap singin', rob niggas for prattling and keep their rings" suggests a willingness to do whatever it takes to succeed and come out on top. The song ends with the repeated phrase "I wanna fly in the sky, let my lyric carry me," perhaps suggesting a desire for freedom and escape from the difficulties of life.
Line by Line Meaning
Streets are spawn and most of Mark Ronson
The streets are rough and Mark Ronson is familiar with it
Call the fire chief to inspect the arson
Things are getting out of hand, authorities need to be called
Y′all got problems, Brooklyn is in the buildin'
There are issues and Brooklyn is involved
We built the buildin′
Brooklyn has been built by its residents
Easy to touch but it's hard to hold
Things can be easy to obtain but hard to maintain
Easy to meet but it's hard to know
Meeting someone is easy, but truly getting to know them is difficult
Paste this one across ya domes and spread it out all across the globe
Spread this message everywhere
Heat it up and keep ′em on dey toes
Keep people on edge and ready for anything
I′m like the diamond in the mind, I was born to glow
I'm special and meant to shine
Drop Paul on or off the roll
Paul can be included or excluded
Freak daddy stroke long and slow, I break 'em down type strong, then blow
I can satisfy sexually and then leave quickly
Heading right back to B-R-O, okay L-Y and homo wild porridge
Going back to Brooklyn and its unique culture and people
Streets without mercy, nights without silence
The streets are tough and there is never peace and quiet
Lee without skill is like Gars without science
Without skill, someone is useless like a fish without water
Jake without sirens, life without dyin′
Without excitement, life is dull
I'm hot without tryin′, ya heard it so now buy it
I don't need to try, people know I'm good and should support me
Joint come on, you start whinin'
When smoking a joint, people tend to complain
Whole world from the native to the foreign, I'm up on it
I'm knowledgeable about the world and its people
I′m one hundred percent nigga, first fam′ to owe me that's behind me
I'm fully committed and loyal, anyone who owes me knows their place
Well fuck up her whole shitty life, Frudy, Julia-Anny, you plastic
I can ruin someone's life if needed, specifically Frudy and Julia-Anny
You don′t wanna go at it, so (stop)
If you don't want trouble, don't start any
You ain't ready for the aftermath, the matics are (pop)
You aren't prepared for the consequences, the weapons will fire
I wandering with Y-H from the tri-state, ya violate
I'm walking around with Y-H and if someone disrespects us
I just need to go _____ prostate
The line is unclear and therefore cannot be accurately interpreted
And we on the run for real, from the left to the ten
We're truly on the run from everywhere
I bin hearin' you holla (gangsta) for fifteen years now
People have been claiming to be a gangster for a long time
But when you went, well the shit went down
Once you left, things got chaotic
We rugged rap singin′
Our style of music is rough and tough
Rob niggas for prattling and keep their rings
We steal from people who talk too much and keep their valuables
Tell your man, Bill did it he, he reeled with it, killed with it
Blame Bill for any trouble and know that he can handle it
Little pissed off homie take the loss, deal wid it
Don't get too upset over a loss, just move on
While y'all get it goin', we′ll get it done
While others are trying to start something, we'll already have it finished
A million and one, ma friendly, I had you faggots on the run
We're unstoppable and have people scared and on the run
Yo, Ron Pharrell Pharell, M-R-M-D (it′s the M-O-P ma nigga!)
Addressing fellow musicians and emphasizing the M-O-P
You know what I'm sayin′
Do you understand?
I wanna fly in the sky, let my lyric carry me
I want to be free and let my words speak for me
I'm gonna fly, fly, fly, fly
I'm going to keep soaring and reaching new heights
We have em′
We've succeeded and won
Writer(s): Robert Dennis
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