The Lone Ranger
Masked
With pains of the past
A well known stranger, at last

Blindfolded mattadoring ,
Torro,
Z (ZZZZZ) on my chest,
Like Zorro,
Chicks insist on snoring,
Slept on,
Cause ‘Ric is boring’
Love’s Teflon,
To self I seem foreign

Dearly Deported,
Peep the overseas Steez
Please, let me join a circus of Parisian
Thieves
I’m leavin
With a Latin Legion,
Exit stage left even…
Write til there’s no page left breathing

At times when I’m ranting…
I leave the pen panting
I Cardio-write
Soon, ima keep my audios tight
My gaudy flow’s like
The one on Titanic
Still finding time to rhyme
On his-panic
As the ship sinks
My light bulb blinks

That flows very sloppy
El Mariachi
Lookin like a scary Raffi
Mary Papi (poppins)
I wont give a bird shit,
Except hot droppings, Copy?

Desperado
Today aint promised tomorrow
So take ya sweet sorrow…
And stuff it up ya cooch yo,
This hero, is after Mucho
Dinero
An artistic fiend
Call me Pinero

With a twisted lean
Soon to have track marks
Where’s my heroine
Black’s darts,
Where to put the arrow in
I feel like a pharaoh when
I release inhibitions
I speak Easy Rawlins
Sprawlin prohibition
With Al Capone’s
Stallone stone slanger, SICK
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