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Jun 2017

yeah earth done turned a jazzy belle
from a casted spell
since mankind's fell
off the charts of the spirits
listen closely you can hear it
my forefathers callin'
but we stallin' fallin'
to the hand of the dead body
too many folks deceive
followin' man if you innerstand you can
see it's all by design
to keep us blind and asinine once upon a time
we used to have peace
but now it's war
all over the globe
cameras in my room
watchin my every moves
so I had to move
into a secret location
minds in cremation
cuz I burned up all corruption
said from politician
far from wishin'
on a fallin' star
biggest mystery yet
is who the blacks are and we still scared
from slavery check most of my folks
locality they be
in a lost state of mind
too focused on a grind
always thanks to tv's to dvds
Tyler Perry's skit
causing more of to become divided
father's absence
replaced by mother's presence
set up for sons to be put through imprisonment
**** wish we could all see
this life game called my monopoly
but most will fail only time will tell
too expose this ******' by corporatism but I call em jazzy belles


now that I've got a little wisdom
yeah in my soul
I'm gaining much control
I don't allow them to plow
my thoughts into conformity
Naw G I play it cool like Nestle
chocolate all over me my skin my sin
Come again
can't paint with all the colors of the wind
not talkin' Pocahontas
but the Politics always hunt us trust
they willing to hurt us
enslave us through ******* topics
everyday they making profits
oil consumptions
takin' it back to barbaric knowledge esoteric
feelin' like Eric
Wright cuz I'm just another site
on earth trying to find joy
but I found much pain
as I Maze through this adventure
see my picture
it's painted tainted vividly I remember this past century
over one hundred thirty
thousand brothers killed for the color
they say peace but I see war
they say happiness
but I see pain galore
emptiness
cuz society emotionless
sick of this
world we livin'
more evils grinning
made from sinning far from winning
I'm losin' my mind
in a spiritual state of grind
huh mental food for my mood **** all else fails
just a word from Jazzy Belle
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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