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Jan 2016
So these muthaphukka claim they know us
But they aint out there when the guns bust
Trust
Enemies is always plottin
From all corners
They only love u if yousa foreigner
No love for the men who died around me
Some of my closest friends
Were in the army i call em family
See i know they got my back
If im on a sneak attack
No race no trace
We'll wipe the smile off the nations face
How hypocritical
The same people that criticize war
Are same people that benefits from war
Tears from the soldiers who passed on
It wont last long
But memories last forever and ever
How can i endeavor
Chance at life when it was extract from me?
If you black like me ya probably already
Suffer from ptsd
Yea im shell shocked and what not?
But it aint about me
Its about society and how they treat thee
Start race debate so the hate can create
A problem
White vs black black vs mexican and or asian or other Europeans
Look deep in youll see
Me and my comrades my demons
Aint free
Uncle sam abandoned his step children
N they wonder why we retaliate
Hustling to survive
When they print trillions of dollars
So the info cant hide
Nobody question authority
Cuz majority
Are too bamboozled by the system
The graphic images hunt me day n night
Off this man who was shoot on site
Eyes split between his head
As blood spred all over the soil
The turmoil is getting ready to boil
How can i regain my life
I see karma in the distance
Creepin slow waitin for me at Hells Door
I wont open up but she'll knock it down
Just off one sound
Silence is the best killer
Red dot on the whole nation
Soldiers unit so we can be cash making
**** the government
Rest in peace
To all homies that fought
Oversease believe me
The beneficiaries ar suffering ptsd
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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