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Mar 2017
yo take a look at the spiritual crooks
i move like the rook got ya on a hook
fished up caked up
with mad knowledge
yall need to wake up
times is corrupt tryna abrupt
the system
with five thousand glocks
ya know we cant miss em
let the casket kissem
let the taker bury em
**** regular im premium
stack through voices like medium in ya cerabellum
crackin craniums
cuz im um the greatest to ever touch the mic
rhymes so tight even entice freak nights with thick ****
im down fr the fight
huey newton it til america *****
out the poison causin much ruckus and noises
cuz the media so annoying
**** the words ya print im hell sent
to put a dent to yall sentiment

I got coarse soft hair
Pick in my afro
Stocky built with a chrome pistol
Which goes to show
Im down with the ghetto
DOnt matter we **** chit chatter
We came to battle Armageddon
No more lettin'
Up times is set im wettin'
These muthafuckas like sauna
Even got some eses from Tijuana
Black as Madonna
WWatch out for the slick anaconda
Totes of bomb marijuana
To keep my thoughts open
To the universe
Exposes verses to choose from
Meditations circling around my brain
Like a ceiling fan another man
Look like me until i seen my reflection of me
Blurry visions hard for me to envision
Happiness when im surrounded
By evil ambitions
No body wants to realise real lies
They rather be hypnotize and baptize
By the media who i despise
Keep all eyes on the sparrow
Its the return of Black Pharoah
Back to the temple i go
Stand in the sun and let my skins cells glow once again
We mobbin in figures
Saga soon to begin
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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