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Jun 2021
Fools cashing out, using my rhymes as a bailout, yo ill never sell out,
Just to get some clout, no doubt I rather take risk like Lucas route,
Body count is high, see where the mattresses lie, why lie,
I could put holes in the sky, watch how many angels bleed by,
Devils playing advocate, for an advancement, **** it,
I rather die with empty duckets, flavored the beat so you cant touch it,
Even though they say, jay ****** it, but I dont care, critics love to air,
Out they emotions, like ******* I'm just pitching this, too crisp,
Suckas ears open to this, once the mic is hot you'll be feeling it,
Make yall hop like frogs, when I dump out the cannon, yall will be fog,
Morning mist, disappeared when the sunkissed, my melanin shell,
Love my wifey, she ain't hard to tell, smell her scent everywhere, I mail,
Post stamp I'm talking mother nature ya tramps, I'm the bass and the amp,
Stomping you ants, over my ******* rims, I'm a texas geechee,  
I make haters retreat, time to pay the reaper, cuz I got yall receipts,
Feel me?, probably not, cuz I'm not the one who got shot?, and got got,
5 to 9 times they be plotting your plot, loving to see you in a grave yard plot,
I been dead, since I was born, I been the eyes in the midst of the storm,
Hurricane flow tidal wave about to go, over ya head prepare for the water bed,
Yeah yall sleepin, while I'm creepin, I turn into redman when I hit the Rosey,
Come gather round me, I smoke til my thoughts empty, dont tempt me,
My accuracy on point like Tom Brady, signature joint, your my lady,
Crush candies, call em my sugar baby, no way you can play me baby,
I'm silky smooth, iceberg slim when I break the rules, womanizer on cruise,
Yo I dont loose, I keep myself invested, stocks in the hoes, so rents collected,
Reverse the roles, they call it *****  empowerment, wrong,
***** I call it entitlement, loving off the hills of the government, no money spent,
Only leeches love blood, ******* out ya back and its like that,
Sounds of the click clack, disperse chit chat, me falling off, uh imagine that,
Never spin it, too clever, after the mozzarella, **** a funky Cinderella, yo I'm a go getter, watch for rats, that's splinter,
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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