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Jun 2019
Freestyle Houston Freeway Muzik
Entilted "Art of a Wizard Society"


Yo! Once Again im space agin' cookin' beats to a Cajun
It's so  amazing as im grazin' temples through indo
feel the smoke flow below make ya third eye glow
Put ya thoughts in slow mo up for highs and low
Since embryo knew I had a  broken cortical
*** my soul didn't want to go and sow
To the seeds of a scorned earth since my birth
I knew I wouldn't like this place empty face
Caught up in hells race with no pace only paced
By the heartbeats of the broken hearts
Who weak and can't speak but constantly weap
Through society leaps and bounds
Though I'm crowned a fool of pride
But real feelings hide and collide
With the fakers used be entertained
By The rumpshakers now I'm after the time takers
Til I'm thrown with dirt by the undertakers
I'll be Jim Brown won't see me running around
As make my way on stolen ground pound
By the pain that's worn as a gown
But too many thoughts exposedwith no clothes
See how the wind blows cardinal
but naw it's just my past ancestors of the celestials
huh
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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