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Aug 2017
Now I'm looking inside out
Real friends stick down
For you til the end
Now a days they just pretend
I can feel your frequency
Its a bunch of static
Now I gotta cocked the automatic
Hey
Mr death Angel I got some
Folks who wanna join ya
House party hardly
Huh I since the world
Growing colder
My feelings growing molder
Already got a tight grip on friends
Now they just tighten up my grip
Never settle for an empty clip
I gotta keep dumpin and dumpin
Til I see blood or something?
Heartless weighs more than heart
Cuz you'll fall apart
If you give it your all so start
Markin' suckas like me any
Body from men to women
Can get it **** up the ****** percentage
I gives a **** about a law
I'm on common ground
Define my destiny in my own hands
They we divine but if you break it down
D I V means divide
Its like a verbal suicide
Can't talk to no one
So conversation Is with the dark
Voice repeating
Let it go
But my triggers say no
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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