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Nov 2020
Karma so sweet so beautiful its petty pitiful be mindful
Serving you with a soulful j dilla touch come through the clutch
Starsky and hutch just me and my microphone my home I own
Throne sitting like solomon bones dug from the graveyard clones
Renincarnate I so why try to reach & magnify through energy that buys
Times without dimes suckas playing  themselves to the crimes
Lime light investment testament to my own will slip the red pill
To seethe world for what's really real and I'm still living the thrills
Caught the chills on my soul from digging up the universal
Music melodies through j dilla Mozart symphonies epiphany
Moments spoken like a true exponent yo never flaunt it
Certified diamond hits not even an axe could split this joint
Anoint all 7 points of ya crown sound central pounds
Wake up fool this is a dream living through a reality galaxy
I'm flying without lifting my feet see the suns and moons heartbeat
Its slowly reaping away now listen to the words that I gotta say
Cant avoid the lyrical occult striking minds like lightning bolts





Yo solo talk em to nicely wish I could reunite with wifey
Despite thee animosity amped from the wicked cities baby
Lelei and my long lost ZZ wish I could hug yall have a ball
It was early fall that i fell in love with the wings of a white dove
Taking flights amongst the sunlight pinned up like a sign iight
But let's space age once again sip gin to avoid my daily sins
Against the citizens I'm angelic holy feeling weak as a prosthetic
Most critics never regret it that's I denounced my humanity
I stick to the powers that be in another form of entities
Can you hear these melodies felt from the brains of the heavenly
But confined by my own mind woke up to the bane yoked design
Still gotta watch the ambush of the devious felines curve spine
Her backyard looking ***** despite how ***** I stay with the funky
Cold cuts never dug ***** I love women of classy struts
Smooth chocolate skin tone all over her bones not even clones
Could pitch her Maybelline queens supreme this must be a dream
Intervene between real and the fake beams and it still seems
Only harm is making peace and charm is making wars scores
Only with the rich I dodge the pitch so I wouldn't get hit ****?
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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