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Mar 2017
Feelin' them death
goosebumps
smokin' on that humps 
lookin' for the chumps i dumps
the clip relentlessly now ya restin' peacefully
in the morge poor george
nobody wont remember ya
givin' the props to the glocks that pop
make ya body drop
like a tear from the sky cloud 9
open up ya body put it on the flat line
one mo' time daily crimes
drama infested drugs invested
im  a replica of pharmaceutical companies
its a part of me
to **** thrills **** capitol hill keep the steel
ready hold steady
cuz when i pop on to ya dome
ya won't feel no pain
execution style im wild young crazy
i got nothin' to loose on that grey goose
sippin' with little codeine and get all the fiends
itchin' twitchin'
for that last hit
don't buck unless ya wanna taste ****
me killa sho no love them suckas
me heartless
come with ya flesh
watch me rip ya to pieces
like body went through a meat cleaver
never bluffin' zigzags ya know we stuffin'
watch back when the gat splat splat
to my all my enemies
ya know where you can find me at??
 
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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     K-mari AJani Jones
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