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May 2017
so comes a tell well i rock-a fell
-as check my adidas
all day i dream about
*** naw i dreams
about slugs to ya chest
hard for ya to digest
whats not meant for
ya health stay in stealth
bad for ya wealth
extract loots and makin' dummies
fools get more wrapped
up than a mummy
my lyrics compel straight
from the pits of hell
it ain't hard to tell
how can i find peace
when evil been in my presence
since i was an adolescence?
so don't tell me this don't tell that?
when everyday our society
under an attack
whites black mexicans indians
yo come out the trance
stop actin' disposable  
bringin' the trick out u....


now that i got
ya hearts locked Valentine
no red or velvet
pink roses or aroma scents
im angelic sent
in form of perished
embodiment
see my demise hang with
the wise spiritual guides  
through the windows of the eyes
break strong ties
that try to hold me down
but i can't drown
even at the deepest depths
of water none could slaughter
what ya can't see
i stay hidden like
government secrecy none could
shatter im bulletproof
tactics spoof no magician
keep y'all wishin'
on me like genie when ya see me
check my artillery
but thats only a few
as my crew come thru
exposin' tricks out of you
Bloodline of King Yashayah
Written by
Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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