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Mar 2018
Walking down the street
I see the tune of nature's heartbeat
Peeps claim they in cadence
But off beat cuz their minds on a seat
Of their subconscious under hypnosis
People quick to defend the system
The same system that'll lynch 'em
Got folks telling on folks only to get yoke
And comedians always make a joke
On how asinine the citizens are
Too busy trapped on houses jewelry and cars
Thinkin' they stars when they really in.bars
Prison to the world in place you can't
Touch see or taste
But the since minds is tapped it's all gone to waste
Wars of race got folks in a chase instead of trying to place
Themselves in a better position
They rather save the commission by snitching
Only to get the reward of a pat on your back
Keep you in tact what childish acts?
Wake up and stop being a duck to the system that hates you
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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