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Nov 2019
who is black jesus used as disguise to please us
so please just
trust sit back and led the bust nothin' but winded
dust no trust
in self gotta guard my wealth my stealth alone could
wake up dry bones
in the cemetery been buried since i came out the
world
a lil baby boy no joy to follow my heart set myself
apart
from the lynchin' systems still benchin' my thoughts
was brought
by the vote **** a vote id rather let the gunsmoke
matt dillion
feelin' up my adrenaline knockin' middle men
pains of sins
see devils swimmin' in the bottles of gin will the lord
let me in?
im dwellin' ain't no tellin' us whats next in the chapter
missed the rapture
gathering up my peeps in the ghost fleets chariots sweeps
fire consumed
as the whirlwinds bloom over my teary eyes cries of the
innocence
can't find repentance broke from the material residence
hesitance
cuz of the distance society pushed me close to the fences
pinches
my very nerves go to the herbs to calm nerves
almost swerve
**** im switchin' lanes on the highway of death lookin'
to my left
right pass i see the demons smugged in the cash
bank roll stash
left me with a spiritual **** hard to clash against
goodness
livin' out wickedness sick of this cold world they said
was bliss
im feelin' hopeless most played by the dopest chemicals
its a miracle
if you feelin' these blues diggin' in yo brain harder than
the news
no clues left for the clueless suckas ain't peepin' this
game strange
it's time to rerrange thangs back to days swang im
speakin' ellington
scientist like washingtons black kingdoms along with queens
statued stadiums
aim at 'em unsolved conundrums don't follow the strings
that humb
though heavens harp is sharp still tryna pierce light through
the dark
what larks the deepest intincts i creep at a snail pace guardin'
my race
whats the dealio they **** me cuz i rap real in the studio feel
me though
through this **** i blow enters ya mental to another astral
plane insane
cuz i see the pistols that flame from another hand to another
hand
my brothers understand but down the cannons up the
mannin'
like peyton breakin' from the occults strikes like lightening
volts
display of musical notes brain feelin' the quotes from the lyrics
i wrote
whats next in this world? feelin' lonely breakin' from frail
leisures
preparin' for black jesus...ahhh hail
justice always fail tryna escape heaven through hell where my shell
dwell
wonderin' like Enoch with an empty block lookin' for stocks moments
of shock
blazin' out of paragraphs flocks holdin' up glocks mentals suddenly
lock
ghetto rock foldin' to a golden *** smokestacks let the spirits out
through ashes
clogged the minds of the masses glasses put on so i can see through
the madness
nothin' but sadness journeyed with me on this never ending
story ignore me
all you want but the spirits will only come back to hunt no wicked
stunts
advoid the medias pump cuz they quick dump leave ya arched like
a ****
camels i be a verbal animal smooth lyrical criminal defines definiton
of a spine
see me in the lime light shinin' bright holdin' my might guns
is held tight
givin' grave sites delight waitin' for the final fight arms tight
signin' rights
away every since the nations caught america's ak destined for
doomsday
like it's black tuesday see the worlds crumblin' rich folks is still
humblin'
entities they can't touch nor see but deep down praise the black
community
no immunity left in blood brothers who got drugged through the
mud of a grudge
we holdin' slugs kin to the realist thugs stompin' in my old
skool lugz
linked up with past fillers heart of a killer wrappin'
the thriller
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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