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Aug 2020
Lets take a deeper a look into society silently
See the elites tryna quite the riots but excite the violents
Self destruct learn from the book of Tut til my gut
Questions I'm answering through my lecturing
See the last grave sins rise above the grins
Of evilness happiness is just a false pretense
They ask me why Yosef so tense? dollars and sense
Seem to make more cents than drama envies the innocent
Politics circumvent
The art of struggles juggles games with no puzzle
Muzzle left on the poor folks so they left to guzzle
Americas dry in need of water supply every eye
Tongue shall confess this ain't a guess or a bless
Just giving up the real life's a test stay in mess
Beautiful disaster from the circle of masters
Playing gods laying against odds plotting evens
Stevens religion got us believing through deceiving
Single mothers created more struggle for brothers
As the Mr. Charlie's gives the settle I break the brittle
I'm too big to be little broken off the meats gristle
I found my stitch no times for a ***** I quench
Only for mysteries of the universe through it's ovaries
Replenished by the black space ology sun geography
Now they turn to me after they laughed at me
See the sanctity slowly come back to normality
Shed evil principalities king Paimon layer democracy
Melanin's waking up from the night fright so America doomed for the eternal light
it's the great mighte
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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