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Feb 2019
Aiyo ******* to ****** ain't **** I'm cold legit
My bullets spit then split all of ya  ligaments
Too legit too quit no **** we never sell out to corporates
And you ******* can ******* slicker than rick
Living in a young world it's just me and my girl
**** the pearls my rhymes swirl leave ya mental in a curl
That's the way it goes eating ya earlobes
With lyrical acid **** the finest hoes of Aztec
Check my tech that's get mad wet once the heats ejects
Fools sending me their threats but I'll always jet
Across the borders cookin' up the hottest orders
None could ignore tha coldest brother laid like a torah
Too ******* feelin' like Shakur bring chaos more than Baltimore
Who wanna battle more
I'll leave ya head ******* with mad blood on the floor
Black ceaser not a pleaser to the weakest rhyme
Beatin' all of my opponents with just sixteen lines


Laying bars ya won't forget ahhh **** raw tactics
It's another hit as Makin' my way to the classics
Black magic adversaries get covered in plastic
Families shedding tears cuz I invoke fear
Then appear in ya nightmare Kruger pioneer
Burn alot o heat on my street its a pistol to ya melon
Where life and the edge of death meets stiffin' ya feet
Sweep out competition til it's completely obsolete
Sound asleep as the night skies weap my conscious leaps
Into my worried thoughts until a brought
Into the universal patterns laid rings more than Saturn
Around my mental I'm close to the Christ celestial
Sit back as I pound you with the
Lyrical vessel
Stress you til you in the ground lowered for proper burial
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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