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Mar 2021
See the magnets, magnetizing eyes, spills, off the paralyze,
Analyze,  the rap game, **** shame, no hope for gains,
Masters closed, studio using folks, for a front page article,
I took Anita's route, learned it good, no more black Hollywood,
Sirens, playing gold, strings to my ears, til it starts to ring,
Bling, like a light, looking for a place, to touch, deepest clutch,
Grind everyday, **** what possibilites say, I pray,
Under, any weather go getter, hands like Floyd Mayweather,
Stormy nights, candle lights white paper, with tha ball point writes,
Dope am I, heads focused towards the sky, see the drawn signs,
Angels holding horns, demons flying in on a swarm, snake charms,
How many evils, of good, does it take for it, to be understood,
Mister conundrum, sound the drums, followed by the guns, hums,
Shallow greets, mystery meets, it's like MF DOOM on a sweep,
Chop up ya vocals, til ya a vegetable, verses, I spit it so legible,
This ain't ya average edible, and when I cut y'all, I make sure,
Ya billed through, the coroners taxed revenue, ya feeling me,
Filling you, so true, words stick like a plate a fish do, animal,
Savage, ride by, eyes red, got the instincts buggin, off the cabbage,
Carnage layer, not a fair player, peace to the gods, that slayed ya,
Ya mayor, naw **** that, I rather sit like Lincoln, with the top hat,
Top that, with boss macks, breaking rules, with unimaginable stats,
Yo it's like that, eyes behold, the steels of ya flesh, on a role,
A billion tears, formed since the early years, hidden deep fears,
Poured out, the atmosphere, you folks ain't hearing, me clear,
Took Bushwick's bullets, reloaded it and pulled it, at an enemy,
See now, they no longer hunting me, sitting in the cemetery,
Buried with pain, looking at the deep remains,of the spiritually drained,
Too high to die, spotted Elijah on the clouds, of the wings by,
Fiery wardrobe standing on top of the globe, with five loaves,
Quick to break bread, but understand theres betrayal, of trust ahead,
Gotta watch my back, no slack, it ain't bout the street crack,
Cuz these cats, in the streets cracks, no real **** for that,
Imagine if Emit til wasnt black, how many would, replace there maps,
Reverse roles, are scared to die, or just another, fake vessels,
Riding off of the risky waves, and I know that I'm brave, til I'm in the grave,
Soul shadows, looking over me, asking god to help me,
But he dont hear me, lay mercy upon  thee, souls of the city,
It used to look pretty, like diamonds on my rollie, never phony,
Caught a glimpse, of Pretty Tony smackin, ******* to crony,
Lonely hearts, like Jackie Wilson, shaving the teardrops,
This is what I gotta do, stay true, under god, individual,
we spot troops, before they spot out troops, infidel catch a scoop,
Picture this, Bond ****, 007 hits marksmanship, expert,
Make heads squirts, and oh it hurts, take page, from my mind,
And you'll find, your infinite ways, behind, this mastermind
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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