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Jan 2019
Still tripping off that Hennessy
Makes me see
All of my enemies keeps straps on me
Cuz homie I don't play dat miss the chit chat
See where yo heart at once I unleash the gats
Lungs collapse my raw raps busting at ya caps
Who could out write the rawness I spit it regardless
Who's the hardest my knuckles leave ya jawless
I'm crazy as **** once i bust my nut
In a cold **** **** what the **** im talking
Stalking haters spectators I be the originator
Game changer dropping.multiple flavors
Hell for a hustler part three let hells path guide me
Wrath of insanity no pleas on bended knees
Rather a die of honor than a ***** so push me
If ya want I'll continue to stunt once I blaze a blunt cuntz...


Yeah and when my ***** watts drop a beat
He'll have ya off ya feet **** near obsolete
Cuz we polish competition when the mic greets
My hand understand gives **** about the fans
It's about forming energy band money in rubber bands
Stretching it as thick as I can got ****
This ***** Tut be tripping cuz adversaries drippin'
From the clips slipped in blood ya tasting mad wasting
This for my real killaz living in a ****** up situation
Hustler ambition still wishing and reminscin'
On the good times laying dope rhymes
Put on the line like traces inside of a dope
Fiend minds my graphic design made divine
Just a ***** crossing through time sublime
Tell the truth in everyline fools quick to sign
They death certificate only to benefit
The graveyards for tryna play hard my guard
Constantly up punish the corrupt so what
These punks really wanna do turn into Sun Tzu
Let the pistols and bullets fight the battles
Leavin' nothing but victories of bloodshed on the gravels
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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