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Oct 2019
Been rocking with pain since I was in a dame nine months of shame
Out came a beautiful black boy decoy
To the world's but felt no joy flashing Polaroids
Cosby smile commercial interracial
Media spreading lies to feed ya degrade ya
Taste its toxic waste see wickedness pace
Misplaced raced thoughts outta space
On that Preston **** nothing means nothing
Unbutton expose the world's flesh
Mother nature doing her best to manifest
Her happiness but most miss the bliss
Sick of this world we live in lives grieving
Just reaching for the graves creeping
Milestones away feels these words prey
Like a mantis lets voyage back to Atlantis
Got my womens rolling canibus trust
In ya self gained wealth in stealth no welts
Left upon this pain that was dealt felt
Pleasures inside of pain Picasso stains
Picture me living vivid make enemies livid
Dreams I kissed it long goodbye
To the sky im seeing angels drive bys
Riding my thought waves craves the braves
Wish I could save but society to misbehaved leaves mind dismayed


Yo I'm old school like a Rallo see crime fallows
The black youths see me chip the truths
Off the roofs of ya mind shingles blind
Flows sublime once my reign shines
Only the dumbs become asinine see the nines
Put you near a flat line rose fire from a spine
The energy Kundalini word to whodini
Let a ** be a ** from the gitgo ******
Polo my logo black horsmen sippin' Grims gin
Use my mind as a religion sticking pigeons
Stiffins the chickens feathers plucked
See my flawless chocolate dutches breakin' clutches
In the bedroom hold up baby slow down
I ain't tryna bring a kid forth grounds showdown
Welcome to sinister town laying pounds
Either fist or life can't escape from strife
Chaffing scaffolds from my mind holdin' molds
Avoid the fold console your soul take control
Yo this society is just a lotto waiting to cash
Clash see civil wars mash with no gas
People caught up in the brakes of Faith's
Fakes move like snakes in the grass ashes
Left from blunts so my spirit can hunt flaunt
For verses pass the doors of heavens hearses
Mazin' curses dr strange universe reaarange
My brain ready for war battlin' ****** terrains
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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