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Aug 2021
Check it, rubbing my bearded wools, looking at these, members of society,
Drool, hypnotized by the material spools, I just sit back, and play it cool,
My intellect pinned like a jewel, in school I was never, considered cool,
Tough love, played me like a fool, cuz I was tryna be, the main ingredient,
To a girl, I thought was heavenly sent, and to the homies, playing time spent,
On the corners, a few days later, they laying, under the hands, of the coroner,
But back to the girl, who I thought i could, rock her worlds,
Turns out, she just another strawberry in route, chasing *** clouts,
I changed up my route, now I'm tryna find another way out,
Out of the ghetto, most folks say they wanna, see ya make it,
But at the same time, they want to take it, watch the heat, then bake it,
Since my conscious is naked, seems normality is always, rejected,
I thought I was respected, until I seen lost souls, so disconnected,
They living on earth, half they lives polishing on reverse, I write these verses,
Only to show you, how they lay out the curses, i got the ultimate terses,
Im a keep laying the truth, till I'm in the hearses, until then my sorrow,
Will be here to follow, me every where I stand, and everywhere my destiny,
Destined to be, I'm part of the unsung tree, why they wanna **** me,
They giving out shots for free, without even touching their artillery, ya feeling me?
Ya filling you, honing ya every landing in ya zoning, Apache war hunger papi,
I'm only here to teach to the people, tell em to stop living to the life of evil,
I'm the lion, summoned from heaven, inside of hell, this ain't another fairytale,
Toast up with no cocktail, guess they feeling well, I always excel, master intel,
I got the soul of Peter, write gospels that'll, shake em up, landing me in jail,
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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