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Aug 2021
Left steadily watching the right,
While you watching that,
I'm watching the way my pen writes,
Equal liberty? Ha ain't none fools
Out her flexing, but no income,
I hear alot of talking, from people saying they righteous but move evil,
Each and every sequel, I break into many sigils, lethal as Stegal to Seigel,
It dont matter the scenario, they only want dividends, or another path to go,
Smile in your face, like they got a great taste, knowing it's just another scorned,
Memory in the making, waiting to be waste, I keep it straight, on a factual base,
While they keep it fake, moving from bunk mate to bunk mate, date
This and date that, only to end up back, into
Where the real, was first at?
Where yo heart at, oh my bad they ain't got none, all they care about, fashion glamour power, money, and then some,
Now they run back to me, from the misery, like I got the key, to unleash their misery,
But see, ain't no running back to me, I've been in the dark, staring at the tree,
The ram behind the bush, the fire behind the kush, yall play ponds,and I'm the rook,
Hook dead now ya overlooked, soul overcooked, burning from material desire,
Say you looking for love,
But all I see is pain you desire, they love to be beating, hurt and put in danger,
But treat ones who real? Like the perfect stranger, I been the baby, in the manger,
Wanted to play, the jaw rearranger,
But the light, guided me out of the dark, when evilness loves to lurk,
So I'm keep it true, no matter how the ******* feel, this is only 4 the real da real,
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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