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Oct 2016
The muthaphukkaz always lurking
Lookin for wayz to **** and
Suckas wanna claim mass apeal
**** how the masses feel
Id rather come with the real
Fresh daytons on the 64 with the chrome trimmed steel
For real for real heads get peeled
Talking outta line
***** im from Htown where we climb
The ladder of success
Smokin that budda for the eternal bless
Inhale exhale from ya chest the best
To test the streets know me
As i manifest
Like pac did pack pistols like eazy did
Make em rollover like rock the kid
And you know how i go in and out of hoes
Haters get exposed friend of foes
So go on with that hating ****
Before ya end up in a casket
Dead ghetto ******* smoke a philly
So i can chill just givin up the real the real
The muthaphukkin realllll


Now that the smokes rising fires blazin
Hands in air as im raising
Nothing but hell in the atmosphere
True playa international to be exact
Sharp as a tact dont know how to act
Ever since my Ogs taught me how to polish the mack
Death waitin for innocent or fouls souls
No repent heaven inside of hells cells
Sound libertys bell unravel the veil
Truth comes foo cant hide from my tools
Make bodies drool and ooze
Blood ya lifes wasting away
**** what ya gotta say i dash away with the ak
It dont matter where it hits em
As long as the bullets get em
Im crazy funky serious with this poetry ****
I didnt wanna be a rebel
But the rebel found me when i was baby
So dont get mad if i get an urge to ****
Just give up the what the what
Tha real the real the muthaphukkin real
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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