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Nov 2018
I was Born to roll so ya trolls
Better know ya role
As I swole ya corticals in the
Articles
Ya see dead bodies with dull skull
Slashin' ya ******
Once I laced you with the lyrics
That make halo
Lay low before you catch a glimpse
Of the flows hitting against ya temple
Plain and simple
I'm old skool like ripple hardened
Women's *******
Stubborn as a pimple break ya down
To the last particle
I'm KRino so better know I'm full of inferno
Mixed with hydrogen and kerosene so I burn slow
Cold fusion lyrics boostin' so who yall choosing?
The newbies or the old skool.mack
Daddy
Rollin in an iced out caddy with my jammies
Don't give a **** press ya luck I'm makin' bucks
Units sold by the millions abandoned my kingdom so I could play with some
Spirits hang with the devels made me a rebel
My magic number is seven seven seven blessed from heaven
A demon in guise dark energy and matter rise
liquidize
Between my eyes you'll see its no saprise
Necroplasm I bleed indeed once the triggers squeeze
See how bodies freeze below  
Zero
My stello to quick to go my skillz go
Thousands rounds to one none can't hang with the don crowned
Champion
I could make the skies cry once I magnify
A verse lyrically put 'em in a
hearse
I carried pain from the seven seas of corpsed water
Slaughter it's the rebirth of Poseidon wreck one change is
Coming
Got my critics humming like birds **** what ya heard
I'm coming through with the wisdom of Sun Tzu
No battle fatigue seen many haters bleed
Catch the glow flashing like a photography see
Brothers like me see the penitentiary
For trying to open my mentality none could shatter me
Or batter me
Who's deadly as legendary emcees cool as moe Dee
It's the wild wild west when ya step to Texas
Don't many wanna Plex once the cells ***
Begins a ******* forms a creation
of words Flow so smoothly so check the beat instantly
Women all over me cuz of my
Frequency
No high pitch y'all just a glitch as i
Stitch
Whats left of the industry somebody told me
To rearrange game I said things ain't the same
No more lyricism it's a prison but I break the spectrums
Of all colors Ain't no *** of gold at the end of
The rainbow
So suckas better bow before ya get plowed
Like a snow plower I power rhymes easily
Smooth as Ike make ya eat cake
Rapidly
Check my rap mastery spittin' cleverly axin'
Beats without a split rhymes ya spit
Sound like **** no better brother can do it better
Leave ya body covered in a ****** sweater
From the lyrical berretas so many
Vendettas
Over the dispute of cheddar tears of a letter
Read at the eulogy offers no apology
Learn wisdom from space astronomy ology
Picking ya up quicker soon to lift
Ya
Atomic bombs cuz I'm anti-
Matter
Shatter ya critics soul til ya soul
Splatters
In the universe I'm breaking the
Curse
For what's it's worth **** me and I'll
Only rebirth
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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