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Jul 2021
Since I was born into sin, hard to make friends, scratch dividends,
Cuz You'll never know, who's real or trying get to get you smoke within,
Ya family, I treat em like enemies, despise what others dont see,
I pace the streets lonely, only to find me, looking at the skies empty,
Tore a page from the bible prophecy, many will say they know me,
False dreams, leads to dead themes, urge of hate got us, chasing cream,
Cant walk a camel, through the eye of needle, lord we need you,
To move us back, to the usual, confusion the new visual,
Nope these kids ain't feeling you, I'm tryna save em from the *****,
But the agenda, is Crawley do what I wanna do, praise of drugs and brew,
Energized by the demons, poking at you, wonder why you sad and blue,
Parents tryna please, the lost child, and we wonder why we in the wild,
Times is crazy, see the city under a fiery, reign I came to bring the pain,
They call me insane, cuz I use my brain, no shots on me mayne, disdain,
Ordain these prime ministers, is just as sinister, hiding under the canister,
Of love peace to all the above, but I see hate in the mix, trying to get a shove,
Fix up a love drug, got everybody feeling dugged, deep in the mud,
I'm tryna awaken the souls, harden from the crud, these fake thugs,
Toting false statements, say no drugs but in the same line, promoting drugs,
I shoot a verbal hallow, for ya mental to swallow, cant reject wisdom,
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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