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vega7 the ronin - food and medicine lyrics

[verse 1: vega7 the ronin]

you ain’t got enough rank… at least that’s what the lieutenant told the sergeant
i grew up watching
n+ggas fruits of labor never grow to harvest
sylvester stallone process
while y’all sprawling on the couch… we awake when it’s darkest out… drinking egg yolks and jogging
can you become a better father and get to grow as an artist?
or would you have to let that go cause them legos was on the carpet
ima call and pay a sitter
you get left with a open melon…
my daughter watching cocomelon while daddy sauté a n+gga
we enfamils (in for mils) and i hope my brothers all make it richer
so i can bottle this plan up or i can formulate it wit her
all these veterans gatekeepers and i had saw that they was bitter
reason “i hate you” “old n+ggas”… wait that’s cordae and sza
it’s the recording grave digger
making sure veg’ deliver more damage than corn based liquor through noreaga’s liver
shorty slid her thong down… reached over and
pulled them benwas out… and i put that p+ssy up in a cross face crippler
i show you how queens gun it
got the doctors around like… how can we mend a broken heart?
it sound like al green humming
the green can… turn the whole thing sour when cream coming
ya mans uh take ya green with that can… yo that’s sour cream and onion
that’s crazy…
i’m jordan soaring from the line
in my recording prime
i’m tryna be lux and black thought combined
dollop of daylyt quilling it off the porcupine
they caught them lines like i was carlton hines
it’s ace of base how i saw the sign…
i’m just more sublime
the lone katana of the ronin who disowned his armor
who kept a code of honor thats oda n0bunaga
ya freak gave the neck on the arm like i clotheslined her
i want a 64 impala… sitting on “vogues” like the old madonna
sip casa n0ble in copacabana
and i don’t pander (panda) to these n+ggas… no desiigner…
dolce and gabbana
everybody sitting here wanting to be the goat til’ they float upside down when they get exposed to them piranhas… it’s rone’
[verse 2: mts music]

fresh was baggin’ up raw while i played winter warz
since then i made my steps legendary like jordan 4s
the haze was taupe, life too real to play a joke
i’m too optimistic to ever let ‘em plague my hope
i’m pure like malaysian coke, strapped to bodies of hotties
like irv gotti, i’m next to rule, see i wish the best for you
cuz they ain’t got the same run to the throne that i’m stepping to
i earned my respect and collected my dues
no brakes, my all is what i leave in the moment
smoke whatever comes out my mouth, better believe that it’s potent
well balanced, i could be on jet skis in the ocean
to runnin’ with some shooters in black n red like steve logan
y’all n+ggas only active with captions, keep posting
like me on the strip, got a blunt lit with kief coating
i’m smoother than crushed linen that’s word to lakey da kid
could never squeal, i rather take me a bid
some sh+t i can’t do, the rest became my daily routine
play reclusive from the scene, but still a n+gga move thru queens
fish bowling, but my n+ggas is always holdin’ for a even k!ll
nothing funny, when they light up the sky like benny hill
ya journey could be halted even with penny sk!lls
i made a stain in the game, and they resent me still

- vega7 the ronin lyrics

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