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Mar 2019
This for my folks living in the third ward
What a cold world we live in we still believe in
Lies they deceive within since the first day of sin
We had to make amends of a back bend
So many claim they real when they just pretend
To be your friend see the shot gun end
Rest in peace Darryl tasting the barrel
Not good food for your brain
Or bone marrow
Broken to a dissemble gristle blowing the whistle
On the industry too many techs is unhealthy
My sport is knowledge **** paying for college
I learned from old skool scholars principle  
Added to my collage see my garage
Is full of books studied illegal crooks
So I gives a **** about how they loook
At me I'm in insanity cuz I sent the ******* displayed before me
I'm wu without the tang and most think they can hang
With the flows that chain
Linked around ya brain
Ya guarded none can discard it or bombard it feelin' parted
As I made my way to the spiritual beings
**** the western education made for Europeans
Yo they hate my black skin cuz of all the dominance held within...

Since I was donned as a tough skin warrior
My skills won't be ignorin' ya so try ya
Best skills I guarantee you'll feel the thrills
Sendin' your spine chills you in the presence of a ****
In the making ain't no faking they steadily takin'
Our rights away but I'll be sittin' like Malcolm holding an AK
By the window exit the earth while puffin' Indo
So feel the blow of smoke soon to choke
I be a hidden loc so don't provoke
The sinister of a mad man with a gun in hand
And I'm still running with the clan
So if you don't understand I'll make you stand
Under my authority the majority of the minority
Dont know we have the audacity
To shock the world without electricity from county country to cities
I cause panic wreckin' in havoc hang with the have nots
Cuz I was made in this atmosphere to rot
Where the weepin' elite love to plot
Our everyday moves had to show and prove
broke the needles to the records groove
Scratched their word play now they
Mad cuz I shook up the world for and prepared 'em for  dooms day (echos)
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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