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Aug 2020
I can see ya pretty face going to hell all bails no jails
Salt the snails tryna gain yeyo it never  fails still in the pale
Moonlight  dancing with the devils ripping my rebels levels
Above you I shove you down crews snooze the *****
You choose who's killing scenes everytime I puff green
Signals more green I'm speaking money fools kills avenues
Kirkland flat fill like Capone gats see the chills pat congrats
Now you gotta steal casket laying on your back axe a crack
Grand Canyon flows entice the three o 4s ***** holes at the show
Front row ya know how it go big name big game no shame
Keep my loot tamed like my women up in the hall of fame
Meaner than the **** names Sweetz old school treat
Twenties lingo I'm talking street slicker than mr Pete


To each enemies who eats there's a bullet to great defeat
Sunk ya fleet no ships to sail black moses sipping holy grail
Thoughts growing carousel check the smell money scent scales
Way past space smoke a paper chase waste a black face
See a razor chafe it ain't safe playing with amazing grace
Prayers turned into fire from a higher Messiah Elijah
Acts no deaths is felt above the earth's belt leave welts
On ya grind times is mine rhymes so I did the crime lime
Lights being shown from mics I blown words of play shown
From my nina who lay more thugs than bone not a clone
Walk the crossroads alone make a big caller's switch tones
Somebody call em home jesus waiting for the final tome
Ya times up welcome to the land of corrupt where's there no abrupt
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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