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Jul 2015
I am the government
Opposite of happiness
i like evil chaos riots melees
i never let my wickness go astray
how can i pray?
To the heavens when hells on earth
passin' sin since birth
of mankind once in the garden of eden
In Africa we wasnt fiendin'
For drugs prostitutes n hunger starvation
we had our congregation and education
we let the impurity of greed
and bit the hand that feeds
the windows to the soul
Ya cant stare into the world with your eyes closed
mind terrorist  im a mental therapist
enticing bloodshed
for my daily bred
darkness surrounds my bed
as my holiness keep inside my head
no need to get mad
im letting my demons free
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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