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Feb 2017
Everywhere you go
You see the same hoes
Throwing up deuce signs
And showing bra and ***** holes
*** shots galore
Posing on the floor
By an opened door
Thinking they a star
When they average joes
Hoes come in many fashions
No color bashing just blasting
All these fakes
Sitting on social media
Ain't got nothing in they names
But an account
And few followers for the fame
Internet celebrities
At best they say I'm hatin?
How humpty you getting played see
By the industry
Thinking you a women
But really a ***** day n night
Like Al B Sure
Don't get upset with me
Cuz of the choices you
Made in society in reality
Real women seek goals
And girls seek attention
So break that spiritual prism
You mored fused than a religions
Mixed with a bunch of ***** n *****
And at they same time
You at church making confessions n ****
Bet you thinking God smilin cuz of yo wilding
Sit down darling you startling
My words be sticking you like Marlin
Pardon me
I can't help but to expose the truth
Light upon the darkness
Grazin yo temples
Stop being simple and replica of Thot Central
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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   Bianca Reyes
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