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Aug 2018
Yo my pistols lyrics stay smokin' like Yosemite once someone hands me
A microphone on the throne I stand alone looking for beats to bone
Y'all finna phone home once I lay the cyclone
Lyrics of fury I bury all even the grand jury
Couldnt reach a decision my vision is an unlimited precision see what ya missin' the flows still whisperin'
Behind the neck of an unconscious
Feelin' drillin'
Attitude like Krillin give you a rush of adrenaline
Calm em down like riddelin then the killin' begins
Soaked in ya blood cells from these lyrical shells it ain't hard to tell
I can smell
Blood from miles away it's doomsday once they try to stay
My tactics guarded deeply hearted fools scared to finish once they started my rhymes parted
The red seas deadly as moses holding up heavens secrecy
Ain't no enemy stoppin' me or my epiphany
Come and see these bullets will leave ya sleepin' eternally
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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   Medusa
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