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Apr 2019
Closed my eyes see the devils
Down the corridors opened the pores
Of my membrane that was long closed
Keep a long nose forty four Magnum
In case body I gotta drag em out the park
Every cop thinking I'm selling narcs
But I stay concealed in the dark spark
Up my braincells with the bomb ****
No seeds attached as I hatched
Out the pain long ago it's a path
Of mad man with a sinister plan understand
I was made to die cuz I exist reminisce
On the days of Nat Turner with the burner
Revolution in my eyes til the sunrise
And moon dies see the see blood cries
Cuz of the souls now magnetized
Hypnotize as I feel the temperature rise
vibratin' the earth with my lighted enterprise
Another demon spawned from hells *****
See them ******* tag teamin schemin'
Our every moves but everywhere I move
They follow me closely to thr needles groove
Can't shed more tears cuz i all I hear
Is the silenced fears living near the speer
Eyes on the modern day Pharaohs
Borders set to go feel me glow
Like heat from the pistols callaspe
Ya in a permanent pose as the casket froze
Tears shed from eyes to the  Earth's floor


Return the legacy of prophecy
So many homies to homettes feel me
Runnin' the beat without my feet
I feel complete once I deplete
The alcohol to blind my downfall
Visions growing stronger how much longer
Will I last til I blast my self wealth
Ain't what it used to be my gat next to me
Lookin' so lovely finna be a wifey
To death cuz life's in celibacy
Creating enemies cuz of my chemistry
Got the plants talking to me walking with me
Down the valley of death rows know
That I'm down to my last breath
Like they did Nipsey since I was tipsy
I seen how the spirits lifted me gifted me
With the armor of God agains all odds
Play ya enemies close cuz they turn ghost
When you ain't got **** but dependant
When ya money ain't spent hard to repent
From the world's wickedness
Sick of this madness that was sent
Since I touched birth crade to grave
Angels riding with filthy faces traces
Of blunts to strengthen my stunts
A bold man with a bottle of Gin waging
Hopefully I can escape the waging blazin'
Eternally through the path of the goetias
Knowledge was born in the eye of the storm
They claim I'm crazy cuz I broke from norm
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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