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Jan 2018
Yosef is the coldest on the microphone
And you know this just ask ya girl who's so loving us
None above us Straight notorious but victorious
Once I step into the battle field better have ya shield
But no defense could stop the immense
Pressure either way ya leaving on a stretcher
Better known as a gourney to the after life journey
Only to be enslaved by me no present future or past
Could stop me from projectin' the blast
Hit ya cells like plas "ma causing asthma
To emcees ain't no rivalries cuz I devour em easily
Graded like cheese better believe once they receive
The magnificent epiphanies I be the elephant
In the room hooke ya with a sonic boom
Powerful paragraph that make it hard for you laugh
No jokes to tell or smell I'm not a comedian
Stretchin' rhymes like an accordion
Step into My expeditions only be left wishin'
My wildest dreams turn reality while ya cells at fatality
Can't battle me I'll body rock em
Like the treacherous three
Instantly the emcees crumble once the crowd applause
From me moving my jaws left 'em in awe
Easy victory art of war principle mentality
Bruised and battered competition shattered
I'm.moving like a piston hotter the engine
The faster I'm gettin' hittin' while my rhymes sittin'
Off the top of my thought who would ever thought?
Yosef could rip it like this makes for analysis
So much content I could write a master's thesis
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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