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Aug 2018
Once I step into the atmosphere suckas grow fear let me dry ya tears
From the guns sneakin' in the rear
I be the admiral a general commander running over pendejos ya know the flows commando tactics built for
Revolutionary type war tactics like scar
Cuz you couldn't mu'fasta smoke trees like a rasta now you leakin' pasta from the shottas
Hang with Don dads and hoes who wear Prada rappers get nada
Tryna step to me with they candy bars received the light from the stars
Flashlight fly as a kite none could outwrite or bite yo I'm outta sight once the bars ignite
Lyrics hittin' like a fastball strike one two to the three you'll see them swingin' at empty
Pitches control the glitches none could diss this ya livin' ya life under cover no other could smother this beat to sleep
Ask ya mom's why she likes it knee deep


Suckas swear they killin' **** but ain't killin' ****'
But a dream I shake em up like Hakeem one man team and it seems fools wanna aim the triple beams but I dodge the scene
Ghost never smoke America's most I'm too close
Like I'm right next you then I'll pass you then blast you
To the undertaker lika hot patota then catch a flight to Vegas we livin' large while movin' small suckas gall for it all I stay on call
Just incase we got some flaws
In the commission lyrics full of ammunition givin' death premonitions haters still wishin' and dishin'
Out sympathy but I crush dreams instantly got they woman's up under me sayin' punish me
With the heavy d can't escape the scenery golden imagery bars laid symmetrically realistically
Ain't none passing me close down the industry
Like Rick Ross in the Eighties
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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