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pal code - vega7 the ronin lyrics

[hook:]

feel like john snow… i never bent the knee
i walk this path alone, how could i pledge alleg’?
feasted with n0bles… and broke bread amongst them peasants
but my head was always resting inside the den of thieves

[verse:]

motorcycle jackets like danny from grease
this danny phantom channeling the priest
exorcism of a young anneliese
my mans said bring sand to the beach cause these b*tches grave robbing…
this like thе curse of ramses grief sеt onto a random thief
you swam too deep and seen the leviathan thats in the grand reef
my hand removed the cancer from a man, as he landed at my feet and weep
i’m zangief to these beats
this is ‘97 slamboree
sh*ts creek get ankle*deep… and ya whole camp gon need some campho*phenique
ain’t tryna hear sh*t but money this year so keep that banter brief
bandana p…
i lit a candle for the deceased
ya’ll n*ggas is “strip the enamel off my t**th” sweet
i was at camp with the comanche chief
using a dull blade to strip a branch from its leaf
then stabbed a salmon from the creek to eat
was out here famished for weeks
i break ya back like a camels cheeks in the hands of the shiek
that’s magnefique
…i’m like a magnet to these freaks
done left a magnum up on ya camry passenger seat
watch out for the boulders where the canyon is steep
the raven landed on my hand to speak
he answered me from the beak
i shut my eyes as i saw the enemy clan asleep
…they thought they can’t be reached
got it anchored like sanka in the back seat
but still lead and hold the handles like i’m derrice
i rap like juntao with the handkerchief
see this what happens when you a grand elite
i’ma start charging like… ”i need a grand at least”
this a championship sweep… ya team just can’t compete
you beaten path walkers be on a granite street
i’m off*road like a grand cherokee jeep
the sun was setting when i heard the banshee screech
the arrow from my bow… struck the clavicle bone of my foe from some angle unknown…
he fell from the balcony at the outpost… look out below
this power stone got a metallic glow
turned to thanos when i found the flow… you n*ggas start breaking away like you al jarreau
i need kevin mccallister dough
layed up getting head like al snow
got the number and shorty go both ways… now thats a palindrome
my cologne on her shower robe… where the towels go
heard the sound of moans
but i don’t judge sweets for what she be doing during her hours alone, feel me
it’s the little things that make a house a home
a salvo was thrown up out the calico then i reload…
ya’ll n*ggas is gettin lee malvo’d
i turn that whole convo into a dial tone
for the dead… i lit a candle right by the alcove…
i’m like the talon calvin rose
albino 55 gallon grows… the caps be lookin like gwyneth paltrows nose
duplicated them on the agar like them muhf*ckas was shadow clones
showed up to class with like half a zone
these are battle of the alamo poems
i launched a nuke without the pal code
…alamo…
…alamo…

- vega7 the ronin lyrics

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