Aerial Ace - Ryomen

★ Chorus ★
Ryomen!
Fuck all that talking, bitch, show my opponent
You out of luck, moving outspoken
Fuga, then Fogo de Chao leave you roasting
Nigga, you smoking!
How he go up a tech, then reverse the motion?
Knock on his temple, second the notion
Head holding reverb, his mind in the ocean
It's quite simple
You turn a nigga sis to your bitch, then the motherfucker might be broken
Who you know turn niggas’ own shadows
To a valley of death, no shadow of a doubt provoke 'em
Who do you pay dishonor to?
I am the chosen, slice 'em, dice ’em!
Shit got me rolling, ronin!
Namе a house, and it's holding Ryomen!

★ Verse ★
Uh, Mahoraga
Get with thе program or succumb to nada
Spur of the moment - Wembanyama
Destruction dunking all on your roster
Poaching Prana, I'm no Ravana
But I'm handy when you wanna know Nirvana
Off the jump they seeing I'm a mobster
Script and clip you - Ani-manga
I'm the most repugnant
Piece of shit to ever walk a mile in this world of flockas
I'm coined the cook, this is not a toss up
The gift of gab, I am sure to chop up
Down like a pothole, catch you on my road
You dip, and you drop low, hear screeching
The mix, a hot stove, a switch, and his top glow
I whip, and your stock go, it's not your season
Nah, nigga, I don’t do mono-e-mono
Where my squad go, I see even
Got a lil’ demon with a god flow
How I jot notes, you'd have thought, bro, might be Heian
Yeah, you a nice story like a condo
I’m a cyclone, now you compost, I'm gon' sweep 'em
Man, get the fuck on
I’m out now, looking for who to front on
Guess who forever the runner up
Me after me, motherfucker must suck to suck
I cross the line
Boy, you crossing the line
Get your ass back in line 'fore I jump in like double-dutch
Naruto - spin on your block, I'mma summon some
He got no energy for that, he fucking up
My fingers cut up, you can't even knuckle up
Problem? This choppa gon' sum it up
Open his top like a button up
Kenjaku shots got 'em slutted up
Get his soul evicted
Bitch, I'm built different, code encrypted
I poke your folks and make the most of mischief
I ain't Toji, homie, I have no restrictions
Arms swinging like I threw a discus
Watch 'em wobble, moving like a ripstick
Walk 'em in the ring, doing the fit bit
Plant his pain, play it cool - eucalyptus
Suku ain't a suture
Have and to hold is my hand on your medulla
You don't wanna step one inch, got a mile ran on your ruler
I'mma go stand on your mula, guess man's a musa
All this salt got me rich
You call it cultic, well, shit!
Guns, knives, hubs, wives, supply of
These curse, Kai on my dick, Sho ain't an omen

★ Chorus ★
Ryomen!
Fuck all that talking, bitch, show my opponent
You out of luck, moving outspoken
Fuga, then Fogo de Chao leave you roasting
Nigga, you smoking!
How he go up a tech, then reverse the motion?
Knock on his temple, second the notion
Head holding reverb, his mind in the ocean
It's quite simple
You turn a nigga sis to your bitch, then the motherfucker might be broken
Who you know turn niggas' own shadows
To a valley of death, no shadow of a doubt provoke 'em
Who do you pay dishonor to?
I am the chosen, slice 'em, dice 'em!
Shit got me rolling, ronin!
Name a house, and it's holding Ryomen!