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Sep 2017
So many wanna
Make enemies
But don't understand
I plan my tactics carefully
Some mistake for Machiavelli
Cuz I'm takin shots
At the belly
Of the beast shots release
Haters go decease
As my poems increase
Deadly ceased
Immortal flows
Streaming from my
Brain flow so ya know
When I write verses
Ya bound to the curse
Like demons
Leechin' for *****
Night wet dreamin'
Stay scheming
Rollin' solo duck a team and
Death to foes
Who wanna intervene


Death to all my foes
That the way it goes
Open up shots when
I come to the door
who want war
None cuz we been
done  upped the score x4


So don't break
Up the fight
Let em rumble
Til the earth crumble
Made to be a killa
So it's hard to be humble
**** ensemble
Revolutionary resembles
To future planned ahead
Though many dead
Quote what I said
Live it til I'm
On my death bed
And duck all feds
Death fed
to all my foes
Remember them problems I exposed you too
We gotta do away with
The corrupt *******
Comin' out hells pit
Soon as I spit legit
I write poetry
So any beat could fit
Leave Washington constipated
No ****
Multiple gunshots
Victims get wrapped
Up in plastic with a about a thousand foes in caskets
Death to all my foes

Death to all my foes
That the way it goes
Open up shots when
I come to the door who want war
None cuz we upped the score x4
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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