Think of this as a teaser for the upcoming BLOU Album. Unfortunately my version of this song won't be covered but I will rap over a different instrumental with another brand new song.

https://soundcloud.com/blou-5

As always:
Lone Ronin’s back on the track, don’t ya see with ya cataracts
That I’m back with my battle raps, as I channel that inner flow,
No beginner though I been before and I admit it, no kidding
Now I am go-getting, cutting up the foes listen as I go ape shit like guerrillas
In the jungle, on some Castro shit as I master it. No cunnilingus in a week means I’m fasting, so fasten your seatbelt as I take you on a ride though my mind
Mister sign the dotted line, sit down as I sign with ya blood from my blade
Just a little drop, like a gallon, 

I rap on the spot, whether here or Late Night Jimmy Fallon
And I when I may fight it’s a warzone like Warsaw, leave ya worse off than Ebola
Go colder than a freezer or any dead geezer Ebenezer, flow hot like mila kunis
So I do this, and I move it big like a Uhaul truck, you all stuck in the matrix

Face it, before you get mace in ya face kid, just keep on paper chasing
In this rat race for cheese, while ya eating government cheddar -
That’s better little dumbie, no need to start getting uppity
Let the banks screw ya sloppily like Monopoly,
I’m probably going way over heads like a drone is,
Land of the Free, welcome home kid

Ronin raps from 500 years ago till tomorrow go ahead and borrow my lines
So divine like Osiris is, I might get rich, like my mind is, 
Make a gold record call me Midas minus the kindness, perfect timing like a metronome, hear me on the megaphone


The Show (Prod. by Blou)

Original Beat:
https://soundcloud.com/ronin-production/ronn-instrumental2-09

Going off the top for Hip Hop.

Space Freestyle (Prod. by RONИN)

Freestyle going in! Reppin that Mateo Flo Oh Fa Sho! - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TP8RB7UZHKI

Really Freestyle (Prod. by Lone Ronin)

Hope you like it. Feel free to use this beat or any part of it if you like. All I ask is you put Prod. by Lone Ronin in the title if you're going to use it.

Stay Ronin my friends.

Roninomics (Instrumental Prod. by Lone Ronin)

(Lyrics below)
Original Instrumental by Freemind:
https://soundcloud.com/producedbyfreemind/milk

Lyrics:
I’m sitting by a meadow trying to let go of my memories and the revelry from the night before, I might be raw, and the mic goes on, in my mind it’s divine
Like a sign from God is, I mean goddess, cause she brought us life like vagina
I’m the rapper who’s tryna reach out from doubt and uncertainty and certainly
I merc the beat like a mercenary, from the nursery to retirement home
I’m trying to grow like the beanstock, I’m trying to flow like a waterfall
Beat me, and defeat me? Not if y’all be falling down

Gotta get up, never let em get you down
Gotta get up, cause you are the sound
Gotta get up, cause you’re world renowned

Let’s go, it’s worth it now, like working out it takes time to make great rhymes
But now paper I wanna make mines, rapping on till I blow up like a land mine
And land my success, whether east or west, north or south, I’m everywhere 
So never fear, Ronin’s appeared near with a spear, and it’s clear:
He’s here to stay, slay, prey on the stray who betray others
Mothers and fathers taught us, but some forgot the lessons they learned
Unconcerned they turned to the worst, now I burn through them first
Like the tip of a joint, I sit up and point, to those who will die
They found me, gathered around me, surround me,
I count the heads as they fall on the ground,
Death is the sound and agony the symphony
Bodies fall down in perfect symmetry, I remember it so vividly and instantly 
The infantry brought me infamy, no sympathy for me
Just stories of villainy from the tyranny


Meadow (Prod. by Freemind)

Original Instrumental:
https://soundcloud.com/browskimusic/browski-haterz-pt2
Lyrics:
Haters, all around me, sound the alarm, I’m bound to go off on em
Ill mother fucker, I cough on em, get em sicker than liquor
Like 20 shots, bitch have another, while I put on my rubber,
Now I fuck her, your mother, she a freak though, and need no introduction
Haters getting mad though, so I spit quick shit like ammo,
Can’t see me, like camo, damn bro, your girl a camel,
Cause everybody ride her humps, and everybody like her tongue
Damn I’m sprung, damn I sung, like Kim Il, I been Il
I been chill, I been real, holy flow call me Monk Ronin
I’m drunk homie, and juggling big ol titties, every damn night,
On the mic-rophone I might go on, if the beats sick
And the beat’s ill and the beat kill, and we feel like a million bucks,
Fuck, I mean a billion, You a silly man, to hate me, cause I came in-sane
And I made the pain in your heart, caused more widows than SARS did,
You’re retarded, did you rap? Cause it sounds more like a fart kid,
Stinky flow, like you had your finger pulled, I kill kid or old,
I’m sick of the hater, bitch see ya later, more like never
Bout to go kill the Shogun, haters been chewed up and spit out like old gum,
I told them, I scold them, I fold them – like origami, bad bitches you saw em on me
Fat stitches, they saw em on you, after what I did on this track, 
Make a hater sit on his hand and masturbate, bitch I’m past the hate,
You’re on your master race bullshit, you been fooled kid, Now I rule this
Hip Hop and trap, this is a rap, on the map like a landmark,
Going in from the damn start, My wood’s hard like a rampart, 
You’re gonna see Ronin Fan Art, Cause I go on like a superhero
Or a super villain, I’m bad though like two Brazilians
At the same time, as I make great rhymes, 

(Chorus - #BasedStephenHawking)
Kid I go so raw, that, you thought that you could go far like Lone Ronin
And Stephen. Hawking is me, yes I rule this shit and this beat is my fucking bitch
I fuck her hard like a gangbang, I bang bang like two shots, no liquor But I lick her
Then I stick her, sheets get sticky, then I smoke that sticky icky,
Rapping fancy call me Iggy

(Lone Ronin again):
We’re based off like basedgod, face it you aint made it
Like Ronin and Stephen, we beaming like a new car,
We cleaning the rap game up, from the trashcan
Trying to reach a point past fame, while haters going past lame
Cruising by you in the fast lane, leave a hater ashamed
Of himself and his crew, we run and we rule like the Godfather
Eating the beat up like a gobstopper, That’s everlasting
In history, never miss the beat, officially we wreck this
While you reckless, and feckless, we never let this effect us
Take our lyrics and perfect it, true mastery like my dojo days
Rapping hard catch me on your promo page, 
Making more money than a model’s photo pays, 
Fuck what a hater says, that shit is making me deaf
Like a scratched up chalkboard, I shut him down loud like a foghorn
Ronin runs richly, Hawking has history, it’s his middle name
Haters get the middle finger, while you linger we drop a single
So listen cause you missing the point, your diss is disappointment 
Go and hit your joint kid, cause we flyer than a Hawk is,
What? You can’t stop it! Ronin and Hawking, we go and we walking
You a ho and you’re talking shit, while you’re mopping it up
Like a Janitor, we been blowing up like a sexy chick with a camera 
Then she ride my dick with no handlebars, face it hater you can’t handle bars
See ya later cause - lyrics? You can’t handle ours
That’s a fact like gravity, Stephen and me close like Family

(Chorus - #BasedStephenHawking)

#BasedStephenHawking - Last Verse
Yes I am back on this track, Stephen Hawking, true genius talking
Fuck bitches and get money is the anthem, I keep on winning like Charlie Sheen
Real Rap? That’s the shit you have hardly seen. Cause I just entered the scene
Goodbye, cause I must enter your mom in between her legs. Peace Haters

Haters (Feat. #BasedStephenHawking) (Prod. by BROWSKIMUSIC Edm)

Lyrics:
My name is Stephen, I go hard weekday or weekend,
Hear me speaking then freaking with a bad Puerto Rican
I’m seeking greater knowledge than fools care to acknowledge
Fuck being dumb, I go smart, even when I fart it’s better than you
Could ever be, cleverly I crush you like Beverly, rising to the top of hills
Fuck that. I rise higher than Mount Everest, your raps make you a mouth terrorist
Breaking eardrums, you fakers need some. science in your life,
Hear me cut through the bullshit with my lyrical knife,
You experiment with drugs? I experiment with mice and lab rats.
Just kidding, I work with Quantum Mechanics, black holes, and relativity.
But I am relatively certain you don’t know the difference.
Sad how these rappers call themselves lyrical geniuses then rhyme
Penis with penises, what the fuck is that? Next you’ll rhyme boss with boss.
Oh wait, been there done that. I heard it all before. But guess what?
I’m Based Stephen Fucking Hawking, and yes I know your mother’s name is Hawking.
That’s the point. Now go smoke your joint while I laugh. Enjoy.

Are you finished yet? No, well Fuck off while you cough!
I’m sick of it, why can there not be rappers who can spit cleverly
Seriously, aside from a handful it’s just dumb and dumber.
Well I am done listening to vomit, let’s listen to mother fuckers
Who have researched comets, who know more about science than hydroponics.
It’s time to learn about black holes, relativity, and the many-worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics. Do you know what that is? Of course not!
It is an interpretation that asserts the existence of an infinite number of universes.
I know what you’re thinking, what does the word assert mean.
Buy a dictionary, seriously, now to be real.
This hypothesis states that everything that could have happened has happened in an alternate universe. So somewhere there is a universe where you can actually rap,
Just kidding! There are infinite possibilities but this does not mean I can give talent where there is none. I am a scientist, not god.


My Name Is Stephen (Based Stephen Hawking) (Prod. By Lone Ronin)

Hit up Big Bald Man, just like me he's always down to do a collaboration track:
https://soundcloud.com/big-bald-man

Lyrics:
We need a beat so keep your seat in the front of the bus,
Don’t front just trust in the Ronin and the Big Bald Man
That stands with a maniacal grimace, we aint hiding no gimmicks
Hear me? Fear me, but first? Beer me, clearly the rap game need a shake up
It sounds like a drag queen with shitty makeup, I pity haters
Like my last name’s T, I wanna reach a point past fame see past the heat,
Passionately, I pass the tree, getting high like gasoline prices,
They say I’m rough around the edges – here Vaseline, try it
I’m tired of trying to impress everyone, I’m never done if I do that
Cool cat, calm and collected, I must stay, and I must say that I must slay
The dumb and the foolish!
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That’s my girl, well one of them, I cover in – well you get the picture
Like a Kodak, call me Kojak, cause there’s no going back, just Ronin with dope raps
I’m slithering like Slitherine call me Cobra, look under your seats – Oprah
You get a dope rhyme, and you get a dope rhyme, every rhyme’s on my mind
All the time, it’s crazy but I keep spitting it, 
Never ever lazy since my early dojo days, no delays when I hit the beat
Literally I’m fit to be the epitome of rap history, listen to me, it’s how it’s meant to be
Not some rap that sounds like methamphetamines were used in abundance,
Expand your mind; don’t lower the circumference, you got one life to live
Don’t do it as a dumb kid, or a little monkey, only chasing after money



The Dumb and the Foolish (Prod. by Big Bald Man)

This is the mastered version of Going In. Brought to you by the one and only Big Bald Man:
https://soundcloud.com/big-bald-man

Check him out and hit him up if you want to collaborate with a great DJ. He's always on point and ready to work!

Going In - (MIXED and MASTERED by The BIG BALD MAN)

Reckless Ronin, 

Life – rife with strife, wife with knife in ya back,
That’s a fact, like gravity, I rapidly attack the blasphemy
That they blast at me, casually I bring casualties
To the rap game of shame, I’m a lion who can’t be tamed
Maimed, or blamed for the flame that I spit in ya spot
You sit and you sought the truth
But life is full of lies and deceit, now you lie in defeat
While I rise on my feet and climb on the beat 
Keep all eyes on the seat, I mean the throne
That’s my home, I’m in my zone, blowed like my dick is
Damn this chick is sexy and her fitness is getting it
On with me, she honor me when she on her knees
Moaning like mona lease – just what I need

Chorus:

Bitch you know I’m flawless, lawless, born in August
Never cautious or modest, Just the hardest regardless
And I got this, Yep,

Bitch you know I’m flawless, lawless, born in August
Never cautious or modest, Just the hardest regardless
And I got this, Yep,

-

Back again, I’m in to win, sin and spin like a web,
I’m the spider you the liar, telling me you love me
Then you throw me in the fire, oooh but I’m already hot
And you already stopped caring long ago,
Now I’m on to the next one, like a rap song,
Here me attack on beat, I’m elite on the street 
You can’t compete with the loner
Like a loan shark, swimming in a sea of deceit
You’re blinded by hate and can’t see like Steve
No wonder that you ended it, Fuck it, Imma rise endlessly
Like my cock, cause I’m cocky and no one can stop me
Like America, land of the fee, home of the slave
Work till you got a key, for a home little knave
You grown but you still don’t need to shave
                         



Chorus:

Bitch you know I’m flawless, lawless, born in August
Never cautious or modest, Just the hardest regardless
And I got this, Yep,

Bitch you know I’m flawless, lawless, born in August
Never cautious or modest, Just the hardest regardless
And I got this, Yep,


Straight killin the mic – rophone
I might go on
But only if I feel like it, fuck it
I might get crazy when I see a bitch try to play me cause
Bitch you know how I do, I rule old or new school
Rapping since I watched Blues Clues
I don’t give a fuck who you pretend to be
Cause endlessly I been hearing bullshit, now it’s time to preach up on the pulpit


Chorus (x2):

Bitch you know I’m flawless, lawless, born in August
Never cautious or modest, Just the hardest regardless
And I got this, Yep,

Bitch you know I’m flawless, lawless, born in August
Never cautious or modest, Just the hardest regardless
And I got this, Yep,

Bitch you know I’m flawless, lawless, born in August
Never cautious or modest, Just the hardest regardless
And I got this, Yep,

Bitch you know I’m flawless, lawless, born in August
Never cautious or modest, Just the hardest regardless
And I got this, Yep,

And I got this, Yep


Flawless (Prod. and Mastered by Big Bald Man)

First part of my Class is in Session Freestyle Series.
Music Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPzVahCvFyg


Class Is In Session (Part 1)

Blunted Beatz Instrumental:
https://soundcloud.com/blunted_beatz/perceptions

Lyrics:
Chillin like a villain, with a vision from a village
Not a fill in, keep killin em, not forgiven em
I’m a soldier and provider, I told you I’m a fighter
Spittin fire, like a lighter, perfect cypher
( x2)

Imma ride up, flashy like I’m Midas, and you know I might just
Hit the righteous with the highest – kings and queens
Aristocrats, in a sea of pistol raps, I’m the distant last
In a line from the distant past, and I missed the raft
Stuck – Oh Fuck, in the muck, in a rut, But I’m getting up
No need to interrupt, As I rise up to the horizon,
The truth lies in – the beholder, but hold up, why’s life getting colder
When the globe gets warmer, Karma?
Maybe – But lately I don’t really know, I don’t really know, no – I don’t really know
So, why do we grow so old, when they die so young
Short Answer – Life’s a bitch, so dumb – 
You might get rich – or die by gun
Die virgin – or you might get sum

Chillin like a villain, with a vision from a village
Not a fill in, keep killin em, not forgiven em
I’m a soldier and provider, I told you I’m a fighter
Spittin fire, like a lighter, perfect cypher
( x2)

This can’t be! Let’s start a movement; it’s a groovement, for improvement
Of our planet and community, we need peace love and unity, a eulogy
To all the hatred and violence, I may get a tireless nihilist
To start denying his philosophy – cause constantly all we see is negative
It’s repetitive; media turns your brother to your nemesis,
So devilish, no need to embellish it, it’s embarrassing
Like Donald Trump and Sarah Palin is, it’s impaling us -
Straight where our soul is, hit us till we’re soulless
That is what the goal is – That is what the goal is
That is what the goal is – That is what their goal is
Oh god where’s the goalie? – I said, oh god where’s the goalie?

Chillin like a villain, with a vision from a village
Not a fill in, keep killin em, not forgiven em
I’m a soldier and provider, I told you I’m a fighter
Spittin fire, like a lighter, perfect cypher
( x4)

Damn why is it like this? When you know, it doesn’t need to be
Death is not what we need to see, or is it? Is that all that’s in our vision
Or can humanity envision, a time free of division,
Or will death multiply like Catholic Rabbits
In the springtime with Viagra, Time will tell, and every rhyme we tell
Will be drowned out by the clientele of Lucifer, 
Lies become Judge, Jury, Executioner
Knock Knock – who is there?
Death’s hand here for a die five, so bye bye, why cry, when we all die right?
At least you were fly right? Managed to get by right?
So when you’re ready, or better yet when you’re not
You’re just right, Just step right up, right into the bright light


Perceptions (Prod. by Blunted Beatz)

Tired of the same old bullshit liars, we need fire
Feel the Bern like a tire in a drag race, hit up Ru Paul we need you all
To join together – political revolution 
True solution to your confusion, you’re losing you see
Whether Neo-Liberal, Neo-Con or Neo-Nazi
Cannot you not see that Neo’s just the new way to screw you

The Sandman came with a dream, That one day:
Everyone in America will be able to succeed if they try their hardest
Let’s start this! No time for stopping, or stalling, we’re installing
Updates, please restart government after this election
But who are you kidding it’s natural selection, survival of the fittest
Where everyone is acquitted if they intentionally cause a recession
And money buys freedom, drugs, and smith n wessuns,
Life is like a movie, lethal weapons every street corner
Call the coroner, Donald Trump blames the foreigner
As he campaigns in Florida,

Health care, education, jobs – to replace hatred, condemnation, war
We afford bank bailouts, and say screw you to those who really need a bailout
Corporations aren’t people, they’re above us like smog (Smaug) is,
Draggin (Dragon) us down if you’re modest then you’re not shit,
Billionaires feeling noxious when they hear Bernie Sandman
Feel the Bern like Pompeii, you’re gon pay taxes like everyone else is
Don’t doubt this, Progress – we about this, stop pouting

Down and out, that’s what they said from day one,
Then he won, won, won, and won some more!
Looks like the media just doesn’t know
What the hell they’re talking about, or they know exactly
All too well,  shaping hearts and minds – news refined
Into soundbytes, half-truths and lies
Why? Controlled opposition to keep the power structure
I’m with her – really means the banks and elites
Vote for them to keep their first class seats
As you lose your job, home and live on the streets
Not what we need - Vote Bernie Sanders: 2016!

Bernie Sanders: The Sandman (Prod. EQMUSEQ)

Back on the track – sorry sabbatical
Now I’m rappin like Socrates – so mathematical
You a pussy – Calico
You better go – get out the do – Playin no mo Nintendo
I go high – you went low so far down Dante said hi
I said bye, see you later – hater to the left hater to the right
Got my sword out and I’m ready to fight – ya girl wit it
Haters in the slow class – flo gone they bring mo gas
Than Shell or Exxon, I got no need to flex on em
I’m like Rex – Not T but Tillerson
I’m iller than a 5 year old with Leukemia
Trap Trap Trap – Triple Teamin ya
With Flo after Flo after Flow
But you already know – bruh
Watch out for snakes – Cobra
Ouch – getting bit, getting lit, Fuck a lotta hos that’ll Nitpick
Every thing wrong, fuck that – I’m livin everything bong
Everything on – Fire Like the beat is, Take these rhymes – keep it
Money on my mind I make a million – Regis
Bitch I’m the Regent – of the Region – Chillin on the Beach and
Ruling the City – no fuckin pity – if they do not fuck wit me
Get off ma Dick – Less you know what to do wit it
Got a booty lookin like the Moon have a baby
Korean Ho

Verse 2 – Or 3 or 4 – Haters can’t count I’m the Duke – Scratch That King
I’m Google – You Bing 
You leavin – I just entered the scene, enter ho after ho they screamin
You a joke like Scary Movie 
Killed em on this one – they barely knew em
Hos barely blew em
Boo Hoo – Moe like Blues Clues – Toddler Rap
I’m moe like Toblerone – Delicious, European and at the Airport
Fly Guy – It’s a Brawl You Shy Guy
Imma Falco Punch any Bitch that got pregnant – 
By yo Sorry Ass – Planned Parenthood give me a Medal
Shout out to Sanger – This is a Banger – Pop Pop Pop 
FUCK THAT – Hip Hop – Trap All over the Map Like a Gambino
You a Bambino, just earned a C-Note
Then I bodied ya – Come here Nadia
La Di Da – La di do – I’m a hero De Niro
Haters wish they could be mo – You a cancer – I’m the Chemo
So Go – Ho Oh – Trap is Fast You Slo-Mo – Oh No It’s the Po Po – Shoulda kept the cookin on the low doe – You the Smeagle to my Frodo

Ronin Trap (Prod. by Bvnx Beats)

Ronin – This is ronin rap, I coulda told you that, you been floating on a cloud
This is wavy shit, surf’s up, leanin – got a double cup, buckle up for the ride of a lifetime, that’s what I told her, now it’s wifetime, Time took me by surprise, I remember my first time, what? Everything. My very first time toking, poking, loc-ing, choking in a rap contest, felt like the longest twenty seconds of my life
Fast forward now I’m about to have a wife and kids after? Told me that 10 years ago I woulda laughed bra, now it’s abra kadabra, alakazam I’m the man with a fam, Damn next thing I know I’ll be an old asshole rapping 85 years old to my grandkids,
It’s hard to manage and keep track of everything but I’m getting good and feeling better than I ever been, used to think I would never win, now it’s success after success, feeling like the best, bulletproof vested against the bullshit, I got a vested interest in not feeling a bullet go through my skull kid, and tens years ago? I woulda said fuck it, let’s go! Nothing to lose except my brain and my soul, now I have a goal call me Beckham – but when it comes to cleaning up? Call me Messi,
A lotta rappers are ballers, I’m a footballer, chillin with my dog, no collar, watch out or we’ll maul ya, call ya bluff and enough – I’m a reverse Belly Button

Get it? 

Good.

Wavy (Prod. by Cuz Hiro)

Ninja shit, I got this shit, leaving you unconscious like the public school system,
I’m a keep on grillin em like steaks, finding a rap like this is rare,
I go hard any medium you give me, you’re sure that it’s well done
You’re welcome, beat after beat never defeated – Take your bullshit and keep it, 
No need to thank me, I do what I do for fun, never run from the truth
I’m like DMC – Detroit Metal City, Google that and thank me later
Peace to a hater, I say see ya later Alligator, I’m a skater, you a beta,
Fish Soup for dinner, I’m hungry and so blessed, you hopeless and know this,
If you step to the Ronin it’ll be ya last step, Whole nother Level we passed that,
Like a casual joint, I’m passionate pointing out the bullshit rhymers, tryna
Get up and outta here, Never come back, bye – adios, I’m like Los meets Loso,
Go so raw like the condom broke – Oops my bad…

We Back in this ho back - back in this ho
Back in this ho and you know this is just how it goes, life runs it’s course, of course, it’s crazy when a bitch says fuck you pay me – it’s crazy. But here we go…

Verse two, verse you, I curse you, wrote this shit in cursive, never rehearsed it, Just step up to the mic, do it right, like that, like this, you know you like this, my shit 
Your shit? Hope it’s everyone’s Sewer, this is underground, heard far – thunder sound, got that good shit, come around bow to the crown, pay tithe to your Savior and Lord, Pull out my sword, bitches lick it, to avoid a ticket, then I stick it, take her ass and kick it, after I’m done it’s a walk out – Picket
Union talk for fuck you pay me, no no no, wait wait wait, you deaf? 
I said fuck you pay me
Bout to make an EP, check it out, Space Force, Killing Aliens and shit, With my lyrical katana and freaking Laser beams, I got the awesome Power, Martians cower, We higher than a tower, shooting flowers on Venus, fucking alien hos with my penis, they need this – what more can I say? I’m Captain Kirk.

Kirk (Prod. by Cuz Hiro)

The long awaited Space Force EP is here! Lone Ronin and Baldman show off their Production and Rap skills in their very first collaborative EP.

More to come soon? That depends on you! Take a listen, leave a comment and show some love if you like our music.

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Lone Ronin and Baldman - Space Force

Lone Ronin and Baldman - Chillin'

Lone Ronin and Baldman - Mars Minded

Lone Ronin and Baldman - Up

Lone Ronin and Baldman - Absence

I am a Ronin from centuries ago, the Tokugawa Shogunate has destroyed all trace of me.

Even I do not remember my own name. I remember memories of that time as a Lone Ronin roaming through the lands.

Somehow I have arrived at this time. Doomed to rhyme till the end.

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My goal is to tell the story of an unsung hero. A nameless Ronin lost in time and space who has returned to tell his tale. In this journey Ronin will discover many things about himself and his past.

The goal is to discover the truth about the Legend of a Ronin and uncover what was lost through the test of time.

Lone Ronin

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