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Oct 2019
Thats how it is see the kids throwing bids
Without auctioning ya lifes at caution
Hood is with me we play like Dempsey
Word to **** C hoes we knock em down
With a few pounds all surround
By gun sounds I found my self in a drown
Everywhere i look they look like clowns
But I'm the It far from the **** but I'll stitch
A quilt of rhymes into a perfect sublime
Yo I back spaces my family traces see laces
Of Morraco faces tooken pictures faceless
Tryna erase my history but history fleas
Off in the wrong direction education selection
Tryna keep me under the dumb lights
But I broke the flight of ******* they kite
Stringing to a rope of hope on mental *****
No longer a cope to world's coat its cold
I had to deal with the frost bite restless nights
Pain kissed up with delight liquors only excite
The dancing demons tryna fight the Freeman
But im trapped in a prison where blood thickens
Purge your weakness and my plots strengthen
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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   Bogdan Dragos
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