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Aug 2015
Lets retrace
Back to amazing grace
Singin' ***** hymns
In front of the nations face
Wither it be
Conscious or nonconscious community
These fools be sellin' they
Compositions for free
Naw not me
Uh i pulled my bat and gat out
To let these fools know what we about ?
My goon soon to open up ya wombs
Til you last drop of blood now taste the tombs
Death aint strange things done changed
It wasnt long ago before i had much dough
Livin' the high life
Then a flash before my eyes
I seen my homies lose they life
Uh first he came with the pain
Had all eyes on him
Hail mary called em home
Ya know who im. Talkin' bout
Listen to the words of the song
Theres many more
I got my first buzz off purple haze
Uh jimmy souls still singin'
My hearts clingin'
On to all the *******
My minds everywhere but still cant
Find peace
So i pack a steel piece
Foreeal cuz fools be watchin' what ya say
Cuz if ya dont
Youll be dead naked or drugged out the next
Day
And the media knows rhe truth
But they exchange there souls for riches
Tiny grains of sand just like gold
And someday i will fold
**** the law and yall.tell.me what ye saw?
When i broke the jaws
Off lady liberty
The bit ch aint defendin' me
Or my homies
*****!!!!!! Its a conspiracyyyyy



They say im crazy and that my minds lazy
Cuz dont nothing phase me
Anymore i used to cry alot
But know im a grown man
So i hide alot
Of pain diggin' out my brain
Im growin' frantic
**** near insane
So im just letting yo know
Im on the urge of a ****
As freee will
Im going to defend mine
No heart for one time and many seen
The flat line
They claim they want peace
But all i see is war
Are we ever gonna even the score?
What happened with Michael
Wasnt that some bumshit
Everytime somebody get conscious
They quick to silence the prophets of the pulpit
And when they reach no one takes it
Serious they classify you delirious
This is serious
I aint playing no games
So ya need to quit snortin'
That in yo brain
Tv ******' up ya cognizance
And comprehension
Break the slavery chains
Free ya mental detention
And once ya get free
Youll see what i see
Money makes the world go around
Which in society is labelled as God
How odd?
Is that imagine that?
A world chasin' false reality
Givin they dreams to facade a fantasy
Sports
Is a joke how about we loot the courts
And hit em in the skirts
Bow down leave they ***** in dirt
I love pain
It make me focus more
Adrenaline rush til ya head touch
The floor of the concrete
Stiff with cold feet
Brace ya self in my shoes
What the **** would you do?
If the boys in blue was after you?
Protect all by means necessary
Like malcolm i see the cemetery
In the future
No fear in my soul im standing bold
So you fools keep on eyein' me
Your just proving my
Conspiracyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!! $
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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