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Feb 2020
Stumbled across the astrophysics mystics
Statistic black and gifted see me move shifted
Paradigms the dimes over pennies and signs
Signature my thoughts before I was caught
Unto this matrix illusion boosting confusion
Keep my temp at cold fusion using fusing
Links with the real **** laced retraced space
From me activating the my minds safe til I chafe
Off negativity gravity show no pity leasing gritty
Upon the burning desert sands master plan
Set the black thought forth meditate the great
Ness within finesse the sins break through religion
Ultimate rebellion revolutionized the wise
Plot stole Solomon's sigils begins a new sequel
Only a few people could rock the stones evil
Hell raiser third eye appraiser can't graze a
Shape shifter alien baby mack to the ladies
With the Barry vocals make the legs go loco
Think that sip that French cognac hold the fat
Nice and plumps *** out quick to take a bat
Thousands and one at the bed room plate
Earthquakes break their freak level mindstate
Moving like a figure eight it's black love above
Spread the kitty like wings of a dove glove
Over my Johnson tote it like Pierce Bronson
Double O seven golden bullet shooter heaven
Got her feeling the nine levels of intimacy
Take her to a whole new world like Disney


Got my enemies scoping with triple eyes
deep as the skies otherwise know my ties
Wise as an owl accustomed to the foul
Since I was a problem child chased the wild
Ambition of being a coke dream fiend
Wishing for good to come out see the clout
Been long tainted drug game painted
A good thing til the iron cells cling
But most can't hear the liberty bells rings
Chaos of an o-rings lost most of my siblings
Still dribbling in this society advoiding the sting
Bees only come when the money circling
And ****** too only down for you when you
At the top of ya reign but disappear came
Once the downfall began deeply pain
Pleasures the migraine of a headache
Dead weight once you ground your stake
Intake the bad choices replot my theme
Form a new opening no false hoping
Breath in the celestials for chemical doping
Natural tryna max out like Ken Copeland
Minus religion still knocking stool pigeons
That's just the principle of the grassroots
Giving this is the prices of just plain living
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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