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Jun 2017
If you see my mind
It's like counting grains of sand
On the beach
Never been a leech
This for the real peeps
Who see the struggle
And nope you don't have to
Look through a Hubble
To see society's bubble
Troubles
Up ahead **** what trump said
Sound the trumpets
Angels cueing the sound
To let those know
All around we going in the ground
Its like that y'all
We on the verge of a permanent downfall stand tall
With my nuts agains the wall
Man I feel like Lennon Martin Malcolm and Kennedy
All wrapped into one
Can't embrace unity
Cuz it's so much corruption in society
They hate me .cuz I speak on truths
Not feeling
My mindpeeling
Heads like potatoes
From Idaho scratch that though
I'm just diggin ya mind
Like archeologist did to them Egyptian temples
Puttin out fake stories
To make it fit there agenda
Its all about propaganda
Sellin' lies and the civilians still buys
That ******* but wake up
We ain't got time for settlements
No sentiments for the soldiers sent
Overseas for rich oil company's
My minds at a breeze .but it don't ******* down slow me down
And ill still get around
Ya like a circle nerdy as Urkel
Real with these poems I spit
Made for ya to think and ****
**** the struggle we risin-
Revolutions won't be televised
Just realize real eyes
Will seeee
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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