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Apr 2018
Pain and pleasure go hand in hand
Like Iraq Libya and Afghanistan
After the Caspian Seas deadly plagues made for us to be sprayed
By the chemicals warfare they say don't go there
Or look there I'm just tryna get a fresh breath of air
But it's hard everything contaminated tryna get us minorities eliminated
But God destined for me to make it cuz it's broke so I came out to fix it crucifix it
Nailed to a cross finishin' off the Holocaust that ****** left off
Not to hard not too soft but I went from a boy to Man with illegal contrabands
Listen to the nature drums drumming
Wait a minute that's just my heart pumpin'
In the urge of a dumpin' from my shot gun pumpin'
Blacks at the verge of a rise black wallstreet enterprise coming back on our feet
Now matter what they speak
Nation's gatherin' around to hear that soulful sound
Huh blacks never gone die we too tied to the astrologies that magnetized
Our souls days is darker like blunts that spark ya
Soon to the see the spirits dancing right in front of ya
I seen pain enjoying luxury I see enemies enjoying treachery
But it don't matter the atrocities we takin' over like mobsters in Italy
Raidin' towns guns shots through out the towns garglin' blood til ya drown
Closed clowns now ya casket bound
Eulogy givin' tryna reaped for ya sins stocked in
On Earth it's to late ya destiny awaits
It's Yosef standing on the rings of Jupiter's lookin' at ya
Like Spawn feel my  
necroplasm
Once I penetrate minds I cause many muscle spasm that leads to a death ******
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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