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Apr 2021
Bless the mic, like Kwali, with the stings of bee, Ali
Set my mind free, brace the sanity, of life, broke a flee,
Off a dog, these wanna be hogs, love to keep ya mind, on jog,
I meditate, wisdom then some, hardly, still sip bacardi,
Or maybe, chase a tail grand Hennessy, black beanie,
Similar to G Deini, shrink haters tryna  stay above me,
Me and my girl, go together like suns to moons, consume,
By her perfume, natural scent, linked for the spiral embezzlement,
Souls touched, double dutch, break out like a Jordan Clutch,
Fadeaway, all the negativity, lift ya ****** off of gravity,
If ya try me, soldier born eyes in the storms, to stay ready,
Mind focus, sharp as a michete, peaceful but deadly,
Preach to these cats, not enough cheese for the rats,
Quick to pat you down, let off rounds, body kiss the ground,
How many gotta die, for us to be ratified, by justice that fried,
Innocent lives, still tryna find the honest hives, cried,
Many lonely nights, mocked the rain, like tears, streaming down,
The window pane, stuck at a loss, tryna focus on gains,
Refrain, from the haters still wear zoot suits,with a gator,
Fedora hats, looking in the mirror, at myself, likes who's that?
Gotta stay cool, don't let them see a break, a sweat fool,
I watch the mule, shake off of the evil jewels, know the rules,
Play it safe, ninety eight laws, of power, helped from being sour,
As I shower, drops,
Over ya head, half senile threads, on my thoughts that spread,
Miss the feds, they tried to blast, but I'm too fast, built for everlast,
Crash, dummies order of chaos, wrapped like a mummy,
Ensemble, something mindful, pass the dreadful, and hateful,
People taking too many spoonfuls, of lust, greed, and weath,
Dont ask me, why I blast back, I keep myself deep in stealths,
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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