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May 2018
Fools try to get me punked like Bugaloo
But only for me to come back and hunt and taunt you
I'm getting mad bread with a three beautiful heads
Golden brown **** and round and once I pound
You hear that thundering sounds what's that holding down
Just the weight of my deadly poetry child prodigy
I'll def ya with my Beethoven melodies knocking suckas who try to shatter me
Ain't no little in me bigger than the rest
Show ya chest and watch me put a bird in it soon to nest
Hooked with crest light me a sess for stress
Yeah death taking in ya birth for what's worth
I got much girth from feelin' my grains
Sittin' as ya majesty masterfully I carefully
Plan the shots for the bodies to rot and got
Bars far days in ya head like angry triggers red
A provoke bred nothing but bloodshed
Hands on the led patients thin as a thread
Inside of needle kiss my crucifix in the cathedral
We livin' reckless and illegal far from tamed
Soaked in the game remains tragic and feelin' so much painnnnn



Rockin' the Glocks like my homie Pac
Said **** don't stop til I drop six feet under feelin' the wraths of wars blunder
Stuck between bad and good and wish I could smoke another blackwood
And there I stood? All alone in the battlefield with my fist clenched around the steel
Nothing but death and destruction cuz of mankinds instructions
Can't fiend for self so we look for help
From evil entities that's known enemies
Somehow someway I see them sway away
Cuz they karma on they heels hell's bills is sealed
Feelin' the adrenaline real and still barely gettin' a meal
Can't tell which is real ? Is it an illusion or another puzzle to fill
Missin' pieces hearts in creases please believe this
And if I gotta die so what I'll still be in a gangsta strut
A soldier made for war since I took a shot at the stars
In the late ******* the spiritual rites
Now I'm living the words that I spoke
Cloaked the birds that spoke feelin' the resurgence of Cain sitting in the back of brain it's all a game
Tryna shake the flames and dugged with so much painnn
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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