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Jun 2021
Rippin' mics, like tongues flipping in dikes, feminine pleasure nights, iight,
Let's set it off, my performance like bullets letting off, you too soft,
To hang in this league, I could get cut, and not bleed, I could seize ya deeds,
Steal ya glory, these haters still spinning, from the same category,
Poor Georgie, still feeling light, from mc tryna ****, like dolomite,
Too many hoes be, tryna swarm in my sight,   i get rappers delight, some fight,
Over the love, of the game, some fight over the love of the fame,
380s spitting at you like baby, it's crazy, how I been hookin' times michete,
Murders after midnight, see the eyes as bright as the moon sight,
Another birth, of the children of the corn, in the eyes of the storms, no harms,
Can form against me, me my artillery slick with my killa camaraderie,
Who's badder than me, probably mike might be, fading away, ending series,
Drop souls til they weary, anubis energy, got these dogs around me,
Hitting the buddha bees, from the hornet's tryna sting me, I'm stingy,
When it comes to these rhymes, I pop flies pass the foul line, rewind,
So I can take a swing, at the base next time, hopefully I'll be on the incline,
Home runs, with my name on the signs, I'm Alpo with drugs in my lines,
No matter how many times the sunshine, I'll still be one up, while you behind,




Dancing in the waters with the devils, only hang with rebels, all bass no trebels,
Yo, I'm on another level, stay in trouble while I'm staying out of trouble,
Pawns so deep, you couldn't even see it through a Hubble,
I see ya struggles, tryna muscle, ya way into the industry walkways,
I make ways, like mobsters collect pays, extortion any of your portions,
I'm for business man, suckas cant weigh up,  mad when I dunk, cuz they lay up,
Bully my way through the lanes, wolf on *******, my pen game insane,
I get dark, like the nights, a black man taking on, all that I can,
No need for Robin, only when I'm robbing, from the poor, hang with rich,
Ain't that a *****, that thought I'd switch, cuz  I got a few bumps, no itch,
My money's real, no counterfeit so haters keep on talking ****, hard to hit,
I'm a hawk watching for pigeons, guaranteed to break ya religion,
Ya feeling, me knuckle head of the industry, wish great hells upon me,
1000 years I've sat, now the beast released out of me, so much agony,
Watch the horns slowly, grow out me, bow before ya ******* majesty,
I'm Krino, nonconformist pure vocalist, diamond shining lyricist,
Sickle to ya windpipe, now ya speechless, I leave no witnesses,
When they witness this, ****** on sight this track takin it, the highest of heights,
Bumped my head on heaven, and fell in hell, now my souls up for sale,
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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   Truth be told
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