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m-65 jackets - vega7 the ronin lyrics

[intro:]

nuclear weapons are so destructive and ballistic missiles are so swift
that any substantially increased possibility of their use
may well be regarded as a definite threat to peace

[verse 1:]

muscles twitching… sh*t, got me leaving the block before the starting gun
these n*ggas copy the form like a sharingan i’m who they borrow from
yo, that’s bar none…
ya’ll make sure my deposit is for… the larger sum
an arrow nocked on the cord… as a fatal shot soared from this archer’s thumb
a marksman from young
i’m dan majerle on the suns
i’m hitting the target like… a suburban moms on a supermarket run
skin you then dry you like boxer shorts in the harsh sun
stretch your flesh over this copper pot, now you a marching drum
too wide of an arc when you swung
you took a darting lunge
i partially spun and its the momentum from ya own blade get the carving done
your eyes in horror stunned
blood from your artery run
your body get numb like it was bacardi rum rubbed on a toddlers gums
f*ck i look like tryna haggle and bargain with bums?
word to hagler the marvelous one
y’all better doggy paddle when that water come
the more cunning the prey… the harder to hunt
ya’ll gotta smarten up
create a stunning display, that’s a sony bravia from the front
you’z a dunce
after i scribble… the paper smell like cigar b*tts
you breathe a bar and part of your lung gon’ look like a charred sponge
the last remark to depart from a martyr’s tongue
right before he’s wrongfully hung
i am god’s carpenter son
[intermission:]

this clandestine, reckless and provocative threat to world peace and
the stable relations between our two nations
i call upon him further to abandon this course of world domination
and adjoin in a historic effort to end the perilous arms race and to transform the history of man
he has an opportunity now to move the world back from the abyss of destruction

[verse 2:]

ayo
this sh*t ain’t happen from happenstance to be honest it was so master planned…
i can understand if y’all thought i had an aladdin lamp
you hear a battering ram slam in your drawbridge like a backscratcher jam from morant
i’ll turn your castle into the flatlands
i can tell y’all n*ggas wack from a passing glance
the sh*t ya’ll cookin be rather bland
i be jazzing up the pan like this sh*t was zataran’s
if rap had an anabolic then this sh*t here is like stacking brands
this 100 cc’s of steroids from jamie astaphan
y’all ain’t have a chance
i’m mad max raiding you rappers caravans
what good is a ‘hunter’s knife’ if he left it behind when back at camp?
this serrated blade uh turn that laugh to a jack o’ lantern slant
stock every auto part for yall astro vans… i am that advanced
y’all allowed this fake sh*t to blossom being these rappers fans
so f*ck… ya’ll let me know when y’all finished watering plastic plants
if getting to the root of the issue wit you’s the task at hand
i’ma climb your family tree with this ice axe and then snap a branch

- vega7 the ronin lyrics

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