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Mar 2019
Watch me bring more heat than Lebron James
Knocking out lames dickin' down the baddest dames
Clean ya skull like Wayans in a low down ***** shame
See the flame
I burn empires without the use of fire my desire
Flatten domains like air out of tires
Ya leaking blood for all them hard rhymes tweekin'
My guns be freakin' bullets enterin' a *******
With death til my very last breath we holdin' reps
Over those who crept and thought we slept
Who don't understand my madness in hand
Down with the Wu Tang clan
Gimme a mic watch me raekwon
Inspect ya deck once I get a beat to select
Nothing but pure funk'ness injects none could reject
My Lethal artillery not ya average savage soldier's story much bravery
They ain't got no heart as I part  
Out all others they bore me thinkin' they can't out soar me
The Black eagle rolling in a regal my amigos all illegal and will **** you
Gotta stroll through at least a 100 kilos
No Coke goes to my nose check the wind blow
Grazing across ya temple
Leavin' a dimple it's a spiritual epiphany
Ghetto symphony it made me
A better writer raw as Snyder neighborhood ******
Pay the piper
We ain't never fall off  I could flex
At least thousand paid off lofts
My flows is cold so y'all bound to cough
Up money ain't nothing funny we schemes livin' out our fantasy dreams
That most of y'all dreams usually roll solo but still got trusted monsters on my team
shake ya up more than Hakeem never Chase  cream
Unless you wanna get done like Frank Lucas did to that guy in the scene
It's Broad daylight my eyes bright but low and tight I can't fight
These demons leeching givin' me raw wisdom with out preachin'
I cut all haters success short so stop reachin'
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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