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Aug 2015
Where do we go from here ?
Im not scared to die
These fools dont want us
To multiply
But while you alive
Mate all you can
While we recreate
The cops puttin' us
In the crates
GOVs peepin' us since
The civil war on us
They scared of us
We used to not have guns
And they still shot at us
Once we got guns
Then they began to run
Jungle fever souls in pain
Torture my words is vain
Know they know my name
Huh **** look at the numbers
Reflectin' on our community
Churches aint for free
Huh liqour stores makin' drunks
Guns stores makin' young punks
Got us killin' each other
And we the same color
Open up nigguhs n hear me clear
Dont be a slave to fear
Know ya instinct
Rise rise rise ya know
They dont give a **** about us
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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