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Jun 2021
Still rep for the seven signs, so haters make way, or else face the gun line,
End your sunshine, watch darkness, carry out deaths spine, sitting divine,
High and mighty with the moonshine, looking at the moon shine,
Feel me going off the timeline, flashback to the days when I had a woody bat,
Crack these fake cats, imagine that, me chilling wack, but the gods is black,
Ac dc charge and all that, timeless essence when I bless the tracks stats,
Climbing higher than ya desire, miss the flames of the eternal fire,
Satan's must the messiah, cuz jesus always tapping the wire, Angel's in filthy faces,
Skipped the cases, once I plant the different money races, new face lifts,
Off like Castroy to Travolta, pumps jam to a super soaker, eating fried okra,
Yo it's over, waxing the deepest terrains on your membrane, kin to Caine,
Hung with Castro, cigar blowing in circles, knowledge bans of purple,
Check the electro disco, kid breaking down all these new gigs, split wigs,
Like digs from oil rigs, let my girl puff her e'cig, see the whole world rigged,
But took the steps to miss the bids, stabbed the illuminatis eyelids,
See the secrets, been revealed will I see heaven or hell, miss the carousel,
Traveling tryna make bail, my thoughts failed, tryna carry out the mail,
Folks too busy tryna sail, onto the ocean of a false notion, as I'm coasting,
Only to the real, so I hope yall feel, these words you'll eat like ya last meal,
Supper thirteenth hustler, scope the Judas's this is ludicrous, analyze this,
Tik tockers walking, gangsta stalking mad cuz I took the kings steps of Walken,
Christopher set trends, smoke out myBenz, no lends see hearts of evil, collapsing,
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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