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ronin the galactic destroyer - the artist in the ambulance lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah, i finally got some commas in my checks
that’s obama swag even when alarmed or in distress
and i’m rumpus but anonymous -ssumptions
your honor
i must simply interject
look i’m too clever with my debts
never would i measure
an endeavor or invest it
in the introspective
hipster intellect sh-t
but i leave no set neglected
and deaths quick for the misdirected
so i’m a leader in every sketch of my etches
and the best she’s ever slept with
at least the one she’s most impressed with
battle me, ya strategy ineffective
drown in the depths of my pokedex list
while i’m in the caresses
of my x’s
and you jealous that i exist
but i got the best wit
heavily tested like a b-tch who think she pregnant

i want you to…

[hook]
picture a scripture
less fic but a bit stricter
hit ya with it quick
so you can
split before i get ta’
the mission of mr
lift until he’s lit
is just to sitya-
ate my appet-te and
create mischief
a witcha of a wikken
l!ckin spliffs and mischievous
never missing in the microphone
that he’s so gifted with

exit a wiffer
who sniffed a little much to lift up
another bad habit she got to give up

[verse 2]
i’ll beat that beat takeshi
my kicks are deadly – jet li
i sneeze at kings they bless me
my freezers in degrees of sleet
believe the breeze is messy
achieved the stress free with the best weed
and jonny’s quests as my pet peeves
got a couple hooks but i let my left lead
and a couple betty’s bet me
i can’t make the f-cking bed creak
my soul got “plans” to meet her body next week

this is my chronicle.
rocking a f-cking monical
on each eye
what i do
what the sauna do to weak guys
you prunes are beat dry
i beat diana in a drag race
but i’m lappin’ the cat in last place

[bridge]
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can’t stop so i spin the wheel
so i spin the wheel x2

i want you to…

[hook]

[verse 3]
i went from checking in cargo
to events spent in chicago
with peddle to the car flo’
as i embark upon this dark road
never armed in bars though
i’ll put you in that arm hold
lay you flat
why would break ya fall for?
play elite, and beat all four
taking pictures and look all full
awful?

photos with my eyes closed
nodoz til my life slows
on the low though so no wife knows
that her blow goes through the right nose
and the left is for the white snow
and she blazed as heck
no roomed left for the nasonex
still waiting on the fade effect
and i’m played as tapes that’s made of s-x
haven’t shaved in days but still get laid
kick pushing, never chasing decks
so kick rocks with a kick some kid made with checks
rich but still i clench my fists at the ways of west

[hook]

[bridge]
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can’t stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up

- ronin the galactic destroyer lyrics

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