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Aug 2015
Mama knew since i was a fetus
My future minorities cops would beat us
Im screamin' **** they feelings
No love for the police
We used to love runnin' the streets
Now fools is scared to get beat
N Face defeat
I learn from scornful.memory
Of my 400 years oppression
Ancestry
My nigguhs aint hearin' me
To busy buyin'
******* that media sells
Smokin' blunts brains fryin'
I aint lyin'
Peep the game 48 to chose from
Don't you know you we apart of Jerusalem?
Got knowledge no longer dumb
When the war starts sound the drum
Aint no telling
Where this world is headin'
So many deep in the game
Tryna make fame and a name
Only to be buried with much shame
*******
In the hood got us insane
When it was started by Regans Gang
But i still hang
With my homies on the block
Tryna teach n preach
These brothers to stop
But **** it never fails
Always a hater on my tail
So many chasin' after dead slave master
And leavin' a grande disaster
Been cocked d since the days of elementary
Seen many brothers behind the penitentiary
But I dont worry
I gotmy mind made up
Breakin' the jaws off the Romans law
Now they wakin' up
Tryna stop me from startin' this
Revolutionary
Fools still belivin' in fairy tales
My lifes out on bail
We gotta make our own team
Intellect over cream
But it seems
We'll never come together
Too busy fightin' each other
While these muthafuckas killin' us daily
So once again will we roam
The streets ?
Are you afraid of the punk police???
Now ask ya self?
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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