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Aug 2021
V1
Since I got a few seconds of breath, I might as well tell what's left,
On my mind, no longer focused on the grind, no longer chasing sunshine,
How when I am the light, the wind pushing air to a kite, taking flights,
Heights, I'm knocking on heavens doorway, be prepared, I'm coming your way,
Along with pain and tears, see the agenda is to exposed all out my fears,
Yo they say I'm crazy, cuz im not a baby, this whole world dont even phase me,
Play me, back times infinite, see my enemies love to see blood shed, out of me,
Me, I play cool as a hustler's groove, I'm on a mission, breaking my intuition,
Lord forgive em, he dont know what he say, but today, I'm gonna make em pay,
See the tears cant bring me back, see hearts is cold cracking stats,
I'm on another level, Tesla purple bezel,
I still get an earful, word to them devils,
They try play like I'm a rebel,
and with that said, big yosef staying ghost,
So I guess myself is dead, and uh....


V2
Since I step in this irony, world debauchery enriched, with dark tragedy,
I'm looking at the majesty, like im right here, see the cold stares, with tears,
Streaming from my eyes, saw myself up in the skies, Zekara my baby,
It's so crazy, ya left me, 14 years and 7 months ago, yo it's to hard grow,
The stash about to blow, times is hard and these are the hard times,
Every place I bet, is towards nickles & dimes, shy away from the street crime,
I found a better way to hustle, for the grind, I found the dark, before the shine,
Knowledge mystics of a shrine, lay away America's manners, before I dine,
Each and every line, is versed from heavenly intertwine, sharpen my mind,
Clocks is ticking, somewhere I can hear, the gun clicking, itching,
For another soul, chilling at the crossroads, with big dark winged angel,
Lining up more, for the final bonded, time on earth,  yo let's go,
Into another place, chase the black space without a race, another body resting in bed,
And with that said, big yosef staying ghost,
So I guess another ego is dead, and uh,


V3
Yo see the ego, was birthed along with evils, tool, made to shave and break rules,
While ya tryna win, I'm still see em loose, draws feels like Howlin Wolf blues,
Cant hit the snooze, when the shots is hot, how many scared to rot,
Living penalties, of humanity this ain't how it's supposed to be, my family,
Ain't been my family, seems like I got emptied, with the clips of guilts,
Set trips, of the grims intervening my slips, I saw the man with the black suit,
With a gang of troops, ready to scoop, faceless apparitions,
Got my suspicion rising, giving my last of my fight, the airs getting tight,
Blur in my sight, im see visions of people, that been long gone, before the flight,
Entering the twlight zone, no pain no gain I'm laying, in the ozone,
Seeing my clones, my bones, laid over a beautiful sights, with writes,
Cards n ****, the flowers ain't ****, im not even hear to feel it, feel it,
So and with that said, still grabbing death, cuz yosef is finally dead and uh,

Outro:
" They say you can control life and death in the power of the tongue,
Well i stand strong, life ain't long, I'll just let
Death be welcome"



Have no fear once the shadows come near
I'm here to hear
No pain all darkness shall never reign
Again and again
The gig is up the serpent is out,
Lashing his tongue waiting devour
These souls feasting for more control,
And with that said
Another unsatisfied cuz the world is dead

((((Gun shots)))))))
Bloodline of King Yashayah
Written by
Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
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