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Oct 2017
Yeah how you me style
Flavas ill **** like gomer pyle
And watch me pile
Up hataz to spectators
Mad cuz they can't relate to us
Gettin' papers through illegal capors
Inhale the vapors
Of me **** I blow tracers
Man and I gotta stay thick
With the click
But I'm disguise since I got wise
Yeah a war strategist so I depise lies
Otherwise you'll catch a saprise
Brain shocks lyrical tasin
Half man half amazing misbehavin
Since I got blessed by a maven
I'm black as raven son of the lost braves and
If you test you'll be stiff on the pavement no sentiment
Rackin' golden bars formin' parliament
Black nation wake up fill the heat
Cuz it's rising my melanin skin ties in
The sun and you can tell by all of the lies of the begotten son



Can't put a price on a mind
Makin' dimes on pennies
Hardly any can match my pedigree Deadly rhymes I got plenty
Beat any turn hataz guinea
Eat my flows til they grow
Obese and soon to blow below
Six feet ya go casket closed
Ya know the rest so no
Need to explain some say I'm crazy
Others say I'm sane as Hussien
Chemical Ali lyrically who's touchin' me
I'm an epidemic plague
Widely spread
All over infected countries cities to counties
Jail I'll never be
Cuz I'm the face of revolution
Guage is cocked and thousand of us shootin'
Hold ya guard tight cuz we lootin'
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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