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Mar 2020
Liquid swords does the decapitating hating
Blasting sticks dynamite radiation herb creation
Cremation of my mind begins a birth of a new mind
See me design haters stand in line light to a blind
Dumbs succumbs by the hums of a drum slums
Don't stand a chance on my green earth the girth
Been laid suckas played finna get ***** raid
The cans of roaches fall dead on they back
Hit harder than eighties crack guard the rap habitat
Put my heart on that a hulk with incredible stats
Suckas edible to my pitching graphs ***** of fire
Standing higher than a mountain found the fountain
Of youth submerged to the demi-god merge
Splurge only on knowledge and mystics gifted
Failed class feel like Mr Glass cut gin off a flask
No need to mask I break master any task crash
Ya ****** when my bullets taste you waste you
Shining jewels at ya funeral smiles on my face
Beat any case erase a fake space set the best pace
So far **** ahead none could place the race
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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