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Jan 2020
Airheads finna get a blow out watch me show out
Aint no cops out on my team gun supreme
Smooth as Hakeem shakes ya dream on a theme
Boxing wits poisonous as a clown fish makea wish
To ya foundation cremation change the stations
We purple hazin' Amazin' guns stay grazin'
phasin' out of my ol way soul display oles
Got mi killaz chillin' on MLK blacks to eses
Blast the Wesley now you chillin' in hells belly
*** sitting wealthy my tongue sprung the sirens
Admiring silence the voice natural man poise
Suckas barking up noise spittin' Debuois
PhD street scholars mystery who can it be
Legacy standing on roman collars dollars
Are often spent on ******* screaming from pulpits
Bulls in pit charging the circumvent went
Ghost once i caught a glimpse of ya face
Erase now back to this paper chase scrape
Off the last scripts of kemet still mourning emits
Til that aint payed for the blood spill night chills
To every ***** that was drugged on the will
Guilty conscious showing souls overflowing
Glowing hot pink a ghost busters cluster
I'm pounced like the sphinx with the Cuban links
Cruise cigars in my sixty eight jaguar aqua
running flows cop those stick like a thorn
From a rose as I resurrect the rap game back to
its original pose
Bloodline of King Yashayah
Written by
Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
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