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Jun 2021
Check it, its the eyes of hours, desert bird looking for hunger service,
Make haters nervous, once I show off purpose, microphone check,
Fools dont get next, once I put my darts in effect, cold hearts injects,
Break the order of the peck, no disrespect re up my old killer connects,
Dots on ya bets, red be the color set, infrared with carbine m4 tech,
Yeah I'm a tech, when it comes to a mission, listen to the birds whistling,
Givens like Robyn, see my head get a bobbing, stone dry throbbing,
Look for wheres the robbin, like batman, breaking Gotham city stats man,
Open Cape, yellow tape from the capping, see the coroners wrapping,
Up ya body, for the morge transaction, gives death much satisfaction,
Uh I break through dramas, latinas say como te llamas, 9 inch of a banana,
Coils up like an anaconda, watch for premadonnas, tote the marijuana,
From USA, to Tijuana
Mexico, there he go with the sickest flow, I know kicks to ya mental, oh
So simple and plain, I'm hitting in a range, not even a radar could gain,
Signals, at the closest terrains, my cameos ain't never been so strange,
Linked with three kings, my wise sibling, we living in the past future present rings,
Watch for the stings, of a bee I see, so many honeys leeching for money,
Im not a loaner see, I lay bones to ya *****, for my enjoyment to see,
Hit the honey Hennessy, from Tennessee whiskey, way past to **** tipsy,
Keep it crispy, like rice take a slice, I'll be throwing the loaded dice,
So you'll see the same rolls twice, that's life, on another world like Bryce,
I show you the real, I show you the steel, see how many bodies, I can dump,
In the landfills, traffic from making jams, I rage mayhem, foes get the scram,
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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