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Feb 2015
Look around you
the world is blind just like justice
no love for my peeps
Laws always on a creep
lookin' for a reason to stop my breed breathin'
No rhymes or reasons every seasons
my folks gettin' praised and guns raised
in there faces Wither be on residential or on TV
media crucify us severely barely
we can get a break scared of a black man
with power so they gotta pull straps
Cuz they know we'll devour
with our hands I been strugglin'
Since my home is IN Jerusalem
and not America I'm tellin' ya
soon retaliation will be givin'
For all the wickedness they did
from.the beginnin' still.sinnin'
Cuz I can't find righteous so I can't adjust
my mind so I pack a shined nine
don't give a **** I'm pushin' luck duck
Bush and his ***** *** mama
just like Obama to Clinton brain cells
pinchin' all I can envisions is a bunch of closed casket why was I made a *******? ?
No fear as I walk through the valley death
take in inhale a deep breath
on the lookout got shot already so I know the feel this is real can't deny my.steel
my ambition is to ****
crumble & eviscerate the White House
to gristle blowin' whistle my comrades
know it's official none of the judicial
can't stop the power the reign im.insane
from my Brain on Cypress Hill smokin' mill
Revengin' still for Emit Till
no peace til all them ******* is deceased
still shootin' my missiles
@politics enticin' minds to get ammunitionand get em to start poppin' pistols
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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