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Nov 2021
Cursed on this beautiful earth, see the enemies poisoned the girth,
I used to wanna chase the worth, but now all I have is meaningless hope,
Hard to cope, this feelings when you dealing, a kings pain peeling,
Back the hands of time, focus on sharpening my mind, we behind,
Backwards forward design, put into our minds, now play it back in rewind,
Back mask craft master in line, I play money  close like nickels to dimes, *** I'm,
On the mic, treat words like science, every day new theory's, applying this,
Bit the apple, now the knowledge in my sight grapples, hard to get a handful,
Of those people who lurk in spiteful, knew I was hated, once I was made to be a disciple,
Number 14, so supreme intellects a rifle, sniping through, art of war principles,
Feel methough, naughty when I go, sick with lyrics talk so fast, you couldn't hear it,
Sun in the skies, couldn't clear it, clouds of darkness, rainy days are hawking this,
The flows atrocious, curb side of the ocean tide, let my mind glide,
Deep into the state, where your subconscious hides,
Just let me ride, let me ride, vibe to the beats so my soul can deeply collide,
To the universe, one truth one song, crackles of the ****, yo I use to have it wrong, once I found the light,
Punished for being right, out of sight, they told me hell would be my delight,
But ain't no delight, when you close to the third sight, new age stardom Albert Pike,
Y'all ain't peeping the dice, rolled snakes twice, death playing so **** nice,
Hard to keep my heart warm, when I'm surrounded by this land of ice
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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