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Dec 2017
Check it I was born
To roll hit you with a flow
Universal for my people
Stop running to  the political poles
And dancing on stripper poles
Lift ya mentality
And stop wasting money
On dumb hoes
In and out ya ears
My intellectual goes
So ya know
Once I roll saliva
From the tip of my tongue
Brains cells get noosed
Soon to become hung
From the damaged that was brung
Like a million bees
Penetratin' ya pate left ya stung I'm the best among
Quick with the rhymes that flips
Dismiss the myths
My words are hard to decipher
With Lyrical hieroglyphics
Are projected from the beats selected none could get with
The master microphone villian
Causing disaster I'm the after
Destructive innovator three piece terminator
Linguistic ordained originator
Alpha made far from a **** beta
Levitate through ya consciousness  
Like an elevator
Rhymes so ferocious they create a space
between time and gravity
I be the representer of the galaxy
We sabotage your bon voyage
So sit back and get a charge
Off my mental plain and simple
Bustin' temples like achne and pimples
See I be the dirtiest cleverest
Ban from Mt Everest
Why ?cuz my mind my never rest
From the lyrics I manifest
I go for the meditation with no limitations
Impregnate a cell nows it's in gestation
Forming creations through concoctions
Cells sparkin' the hottest wattages
Hidden in my cottages
Take a look at my rap collages
Yes I'm.sick and twisted
Like a pretzel
I got rhymes unforgettable like Nat Cole
So better know ya roll
Once the dice is throwed
Check the scrolls my energy protudes
Like an afro out the scalp
Diggin' in my roots who better to shot ?
These rhymes that loot
Your conscious like too many hits of ***
This is  for the lost hood ****** and thots
Wake up and see who we really be
Generation X an unknown dynasty
Boxin' suckas put em in check Like Nike check the flow philopshy
My rhymes committed
Like racism and ******* admitted
But black power is the only one that's limited
Shy from the timid sky's the limit
I'm in it to win it
Runnin' the game down like Emit
Smith take another whiff
Of the spliff so my mind
Reaches to the edge of the cliff
Suckas step into my arena
Bound to get burn ashes placed in an urn Learn
from a maven so ya know the teaching were stern
I was born to roll so peep my words to the song
As it cogitates  back in forth
On ya mind like a ping pong
Bloodline of King Yashayah
Written by
Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
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     Truth be told and Carina
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