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Sep 2020
Yo I really  thought I had friends but it wasn't until the trend
Saw my whips a Benz then came the hands out for dividends  
But in the end I couldn't pretend that this was just a pin
To see how much cash they could rake and take in
But I'm sitting tremendous with the flows that's vicious
Sagacious enemies sounding off in every directions
Protections is pack gats is fat matter of fact racks
I still stacks no time for slacks break the back of a click clack
And it's like that poetry
Hughes you choose suckas hitting the button of snooze
Once I ring the alarm invoke harm snake a charm
Holding on my arm is Rolex ices frozen looking pond
Fond beyond the daisy's it's crazy activate my hazey
Left star guitar instruments following humps of a bar
For bar look afar its black space thicker than Tar
Back at again and in the end you'll still be searching for friends...


Yo my flows similar to the Duke on the piano cycles
Back to the retro 20s circa see the fist of my fury circle ya
The flows ultra face off Travolta  folks thought it was ovah
Black Torah explore more women than Dorah floor ya
Once I step on the track cant derail what's a fact impact
Deep I creep like 40s jeep world war 2 rendezvous  
Germany suckas tried to permed me guns pack smoothly
Beats I **** any gut em to afish blown encounters wish list
Wild lone wolf chipped the booth once I learned the truth
Recreate minds of the youth this ain't a moral boost
Let chickens come home to roost battleground hidden troops
Uprose guns froze see how they stand on they tip toes
Got em wear I want 'em spawn 'em then lyrically hunt 'em
Larry bird on the microphone smooth baritone
Black stones riding sitting on a natural high brace the chai
Tea sippin comfy
Then do the humpty to my girls **** see clear the filthy
Content back to the rhymes ya subconscious consents
Flows never bent benevolent harps notes excited Heaven
Angel's from every angle 360 degrees golden sriracha
Rock ya like Bambotta multiple  shottas ranks like Shabba
Mr lover lover clouding ya sunshine all it take is one mind
Conserve the masses at one time break the slime
In the ice machine make no amends for earthly sins grin of
Folks saying they for you when they just posing as fake friends
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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