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Apr 2017
Pastors clergies reverends to deacons
Aint nothing but demons leechin
Off false preachin made up teachin'
Say its God but steadily reachin'
Takin all of your loot
For the love of the root
Only to go home broke
Yoked as a joke i pop smoke
Nothing but wolves in sheeps clothes
I expose evilness in the gospels
Using divine principles
As a profit false prophets
Using the holy name in vain
Mentally drained linked by a chain
Straddlin' the fench feet lynched
Cant stand if ya stuck to the bench
They call me a grinch
Cuz my money aint spent
Never gone repent to these devils
Thats hell sent
In the form of angelic scents
Enticin' people through embezzlement
For a ritual settlement moved by an embodiment
Can't pay bills or rent
Cuz they church got the windows tint
So miracles can perform
Then say blessings were sent
From up above but aint no love
Since hell is on earth here
One third to be exact
Now lets subtract
Fake people layin' financial testimonies
Phonies its all bologna
Lies told right in front of your eyes
Serpents guised as the wise
Gentle as a dove pushin hope and love
Off false faith they say im late
But im on time killin the vibe
Once my spirit arrives thrive
Cuz my potency is strong
So must cant hold on
Still singing slavery songs
Like we shall overcome
**** the drums i drop the guns
And let the ammo
Rip through they torso to spinal
And i laugh gracefully as the rest in peace
**** the church hypocrisy
I know ya hate me
But im layin' vengeance with my brillance
Coming back for the sons of Satans
I aint hesitatin'
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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