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May 2017
and this life
is far from paradise
it started off nice
Adam was the foundation of man
and eve the beauty of a women
but the came evil spirits
to poison mother earth o how it hurts
we stuck in a flirt
with materials after dead serials
only to feed imperials
self greed left for sorrowed seeds indeed my mind feeds
off wisdom and then some
yo I wasn't born just to pay bills and die
and ask the Lord why?
I was made from pleasure
but birthed through pain in my membrane
I took on the stains
as the raindrops hit the window pane
gotta keep it sane
followin the footprints that
Malcolm and Garvey Left
feindin' for freedom
they label me troublesome
cuz I won't take none
won't conform look in the eye of the storm
and there I was
sittin' with some spirits wise men
guide strong men
since I was baby
I knew this world was shady
**** it it don't phase me
I rather lay my life
then put it up for a price
yeah and though the devils
give multiple levels
I choose to be a rebel
and stand on militant morals
they don't care about us
so why should we care about them?
huh situations lookin' grim
I gotta keep my pistol cocked and locked ready to rock
a sucka til his death bed eyes bloodshed
feel my wrath America
Laws of Karma is preoccupied
soon to see a homicide
enemies come and get a free ride
to murderville all the way to Capitol Hill
Washington ain't that hard
once I pull they *** card
hidin behind a masked images
only to be exposed by those
who watching my clock tick tockin'
don't be alarm it's
just th grim reaper knockin'
at the front door face to floor prepared for war
pain takin soar
for all the sinnin'
cuz this life ain't livin it's prison
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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