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Dec 2019
Standing like the ten commandments
Got **** it critics cant stand it glance it
Dont chance it im flippin' ships off the corporate
Body of bodies hide the shotti then im Audi
Mic engineer breaking through the atmosphere
Mirrors heaven in hell inside of a jail cell
Hope all goes well? Most folks growing stale
Tryna scrap for crumbs following the hums
Of dumbs I dodge the invitation to slums
Layout the spectrum code the conundrum
Black folks retrace ya pace it ain't about race
Giving chase to a wicked taste toxic waste
Know thy self gain thy wealth for health
They called me crazy cuz society labelled me
Black sheep of the modern day families
Blazin' doobies skip the fly jacuzzi spray ***'s
Til it equals a ton number one keep critics on a run the kingdom come
Thy will be done one earth as it wreckons
Angels beckon me out of the will they say chill
Gods manifesting through the drug ventures
Mind adventures flows activate the dentures
Skeleton helicopters breaking off coppers
Ghetto residence still climbing the fence
Intense word to prince tryna void the pop life
Side chick the game I can't make her my wife
When it's all put in the plan from war reprimands
Still I rise as a black clan guess what you da man!!

Everyday is rowdy Sally still gettin' hit in the alley
Back breaks she can't pump her brakes for fate
They say it's because of poor choices
Hard to ignore the conscious noises
Check in my b-boy poise expose the expos
Stay with baggy *** clothes souf side holds  
Jean creased with the fold knock out trolls
I got the keys Benjamin electric shocks
Make the body rock black rocky convulsion
Explosion begins the epic deadly corrosion
You heard it best not from the West but the best
Southeast Texas they can't wreck us selectors
Get blessed by my healing stressors gun testers
Bring ya weathers below body temp these shrimps
Cant hang with sharks
Hunt the dark til the blood trickles a spark
Spice one born to die laying in my neighborhood
Feelin' like Robin Hoods minus the tights
But make breathers tight break ya might
They can't see the site sunshine your sight
While the moons dancing behind space
Curtains for certain descriptive as Burton
Tim rest in peace to the timbs fashion stocks
Young jocks ain't peepin' the blocks its too hot
Catching summer colds as the chem trails flow
White flakes invoking hate hard not to debate
Pigeon English so just sit back enjoy the circus
Circuits blow close the show for dough
**** the dough blast the CEOs door for sure
Guerilla warfare tactics Fidel fanatic plastic
Uncovered light the the cubans slow really doe?
In the end will you be a friend or a slick foe?
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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   DivineDao
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