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Nov 2021
Rolling spliffs, tight deep in my Lexus, got this thick chick named Alexis,
Out in Texas, nah not the snow bunny, yo I gotta keep it wreckless,
Hold the mic, leave it hanging like a necklace, y'all witness,
Me in god form, remain calm, like a soldier at arms, I stick ya with the charm,
Poisonous when I open my palms, darker than a biblical Psalm,
Rings bombs like Islam, call me Saddam new age flows Ramadan,
Mic Megatron, y'all aint ******* with a Don, I'm holding twos to ones,
Eighty degrees, my life I burned the tragedy, and put the past behind me,
Only spit in phrases, y'all can't see, waiting I'm Superman times infinite,
Ultimate remedy, curing all the diseases in raps most natural state,
Shooting at ya third pate, pairs of twins nines, splitting from the same line,
Banged up like a bass line, now ya life's gone and signed,
Into swirl of a rewind, replays of ya life ya can't buy back ya time,
Birth of an afterlife crime, even hitting through time and time,
Infinite with the gods, of the sky lines, coming to take what's mines,
They tried to blast me, but I just laugh at the bullets, sparking off of me,
Eyes glowing, while the winds blowing, the hellish scent, where demons spent,
Most of the time, foreshadow what's out of my mind, focus on a grind,
Visualization to a design, the world is mine, from the grass trees to pines,
Made from mother earth, knocked by father time, another ice molded with slime,
Now I'm part of the life to death regime, breathless essence, only to return to the divine,
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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