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Nov 2019
Born in a city my baby to toddlers years
Then my teenage years raised in the country
The difference between the two is the view
You see the stars better at night clear sight
But in thecity you can barely walk on site
With ordinance and statue codes which ain't positive law
But in the country I can walk on any roads
With out being penalized for jurisdictions
But hey it feels good to coast the breezing winds
It's just the airflow feeling in as medication
For my mental as she is a soft as a pillow
City folks are ****** Grammer police you know
Country folks talk what ya need to know
Up yonder huh this is some good chewing
Nicest and honest folks you'll ever meet
But in the city you'll always be under the feet
Of wandering lost who show the face of defeat
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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