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Feb 2015
Life started out rough
As a baby
All I knew was **** brothers
So I had to be tough
Daddy gone
Momma was strong
Did everything to keep me right
But I always ended up in a fight
Mind ain't right
Cuz my heart fearless
No tears held my anger
Felt no love to a mated stranger
Entice to danger
Quick with my left like Tyson
I aimmin for ya eye
When I connect
With these thangs I slang
And if all else fails
I grab the tools ya know the rules
Snatchin' jewels
Like a nine to five
Robbin' was the only way to survive
Seen my first dead body
By the age of five
Ever since then I knew I was born
A ghetto child
Stuck in wild heart tryna reach out
But I can't find grief to let it out
So I'm quarrel keep a loaded barrel
Battlin' this system Modern day Pharoah?
I'm trapped with no where to go
Stuck in the mix life's a ***** *****
World full of misery don't blame me
Though Only god can Judge me!!
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
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