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Jul 2021
Calm the maniac signs, breaks the averageΒ Β asinine, solid with the swift swine,
Cooking their bacon, til the grease is fine,
380 degrees, caps for ya decease,
Broke ya soul leased, now you at the dealership, negotiate with the demons,
Inner connects, with solar techs,
Beaming, I saw mankind scheming,
Dreaming, pass Mr Williams,
Got a hold of ya will son, Don of a legend, pledging to the assassins edging,
Highly trained, cant see the remains, every inch of a sword is grained,
No matter if its dry or the rain, the snow or the cain, the fire to the flame,
I'm still crowned as King, resting aside is my beautiful Queen, aim for cream,
Spray tagging my dreams, see the shadow theme, things ain't what it seems,
I saw the light, before the darkness see how many ears is peeping this,
Weeping bliss, not many been sunkissed, my styles deeper than the earth crisp,
Pass hells door, welcome the mediocre, flashes of the midevil torture,
Dont provoke the rapture, of souls closing in on the genesis capture,
Angels flying above, with the lighted gloves, with a slash through love,
So many holding hammers like Thor, sirens screaming at the door,
For more and more, I cant help it, I was built for the temples, of the Holy War,
Crush an empire, without putting forth a desire, check the coke rush sapphire,
Infinite Messiah, feeling like Isaiah a true rider, blazing trails, let the ships sail,
Where they may, soon to see mayday mayday, treats em like a baby,
Small timers, ain't housing up to my grit that corrupts, the savage in me,
Stingy with the Henny, draws of the jack honey, bees swarming round me,
But cant touch me, I'm legendary, like silent marks on the cemetery,
See the souls growing weary, eyes teary, cant stop the soldier in me,
Never been scared of death, I battled 9 gates, til the corners, of the earth shake,
Vibrate the purgatory, my clash braille eyes, like the solar flash,
Spirit bombs, spreads like ****** repeats of gore, graphic as Vietnam,
I turn tazmanian, aimming at this devils, tryna stay ahead of the levels,
No stop signs ahead, daily takes of dipping bread, in the ****** waters,
My own blood, was bottled for the heavenly throttle, chase destiny tomorrow,
Only to meet fate, for the quick swallow, turn sleepy heads hallow, from the hallow,
Gun measures the winds whistle, smoke ya flesh to the very gristle,
My sights like an MX missile, cover every issue no one will miss you, scope the visual,
No pretends, I put a cap to ya ends, cut off ya source, let the killers glory binge,
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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