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Sep 2018
Make the mic bleed rhyming justice league
Enemies grow fatigue flows breeze
Pass the auroras explorin' like dorah
Thr lyrical Torah none could ignore tha
Crowds I draw without a pen and pad
Expressed my crown without getting mad
**** my dad cuz most of my life I had
To scrapes for crumbs feelin' succumb
To the drugs that come lynched ya mentality
Verbally hung I penetrate from United States to Hong Kong
Sounds of the gong
Tryna make a living hustling embezzling
This life ain't really giving still missin'
The eternal blessing from stressing
So many enemies flashin' the smiff and wessons
Everydays a new sessions with no questions
Why is the beef growing folks claim they wise
But the wisdom is still unknowing



Foes beggin' foe one more chance I glance
Into the moonshine laughing master my crafting
As time passes away totes of the Mary J
To let my thoughts fly away and land
Into another dimension caught in the realms of detention
My spiritual commission laid by the goetias christening
Many not listening
Fake news interventions guns busting
That's just the energies struggling
Most folks die with nothing gluttons to unbutton
A lost mystery I a key to the misery like Jesus to Rome
Catch me slippin' only to brace a funeral home
And even then I still won't be gone
I'm half way stone
One eye creekin' out my coffin top none could drop
Im a keep mashin' til my third soul stops
Forever be settin' the plots investin' in glocks
Street dreams...
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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