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Dec 2017
So many suckas claimin
They love us
Destroying hip hop
I call ya **** hop staged the prop
So many intellects get shot
No more real lyricism
In the game I came
To put out the fire
But the flows ain't trying
To be heard by the higher
Power so I gotta devour
I go for the jugular
Don't care forget being a regular
I'm not a masturbater
But ill debate a master causing disaster
Slaughter the rhyme with ease
Massagin' temple
With these spiritual ephipanies
How I come I be
A threat to society can't quiet me
I be the representer of the black galaxy
And death to who ever threatens me
Never shady cant trust anyone not even my own lady
Feelin' like Turner With the burner
Grab ya magazine and turn tha
Page see another brother engaged
By the sounds of police guns
And no one in rage but in a rage
When you point out there political raids





Yeah so what I gotta act up
Cuz they wanna keep me in the cut
Arrested development
But I broke the commitment
Of being apart of the imprisonment
I cause mind riots they try to keep me quiet
Say I'm violent cuz I speak on justice
But it's just us brother chilling
Then they come to bust
Us for drug paraphernalia But I'll tell ya
We ain't the ones bringing drugs and guns
Along with the ammunitons
Poisons in our community
Then claim.we be the problem of society quietly
I see the thoughts unravel
Now they gentrify my neighborhood
So **** white jews can feel good
But too many dummies in hood
Sellin' there property for cheap good
Feedin' off material your misguided
Spread em.with knowledge
They get silent
Wake up my sister and brothers
They plotting us against one another
Cant you see it naw they rather fool
Be addicted and used as a tool
Black masses you don't need glasses
To see the ******* they pull on us
Too many bitin' dust cant even trust
Our own they droppin' chem trails
So well always roam
Baby mamas makin' dramas
Isolate the black man
Serve with court papers in hand
And it started off with his mama
Fathers absence makes for prison entrance
Since adolescent
I been target for termination regardless
If I'm.doing wrong or right
And they say it ain't about black or white
Coded language makes me anguish
At how they label us
But trust we coming back
With vengeance
Just like when we broke the slavery allegiance
Drug my thoughts with food so they can't be created or a battle initiated
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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