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Feb 2021
Yo I lost my best friends and my pops before my first demo drops
Cold props to the father why I gotta honor feeling betrayed rising sauna
Temperature check my stature heart pure god state literature  
**** the senate I rock Independence Day quick to lay a slay
Watch where my heads lay ice cube moniker Oshay ***** of clay
Keep dice loaded by seven sent from heaven break leaven
Wither sister or brethren seasoned veteran there I am agains
One of the lost sons of men dividends friends bend
Which I could comprehend the compass of love within
All I see is the news breaking somebody get the shaking
Broken down from the taken see the emotions start to rush in
I'm lusting for the taste of the universe dont understand the cursed
Crush any verse demi god hears amongst the wicked terse
Check it ****** records unscripted victory dance holding hands
With the light and the dark how many haters love to hark
Liquid swords slicing the cleanest out the park catch the sparks
That could flint fire into storms remain calm signals bombs
Top hat lyricist no need for the crown for ya to bump this
Annihilate any analysis brace my sleep paralysis birth Genesis  
Are yall peeping this I stay running a reckless menace Dennis
Rodman of the rap game yall defense is lame I'll remain
Title champion towering ya like Sampson and **** son
This ain't front or a false pretense this is new national anthem
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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