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May 2023
Check it, i hope yall understand me,
Like 19 keys, cop a few cuties out in Belize, please believe,
Money comes first, then the power,
To get enemies showered,
Well under and devoured,
I took a pinch of the flowers,
Scented in the garden of edem,
People saying dont believe em,
And i dont care if they don't feel em,
I got ninth dimensions, casting spells,
Putting marks on shells,
Nightmares of the holy grail,
Only time will tell,
Is my soul free or is it for sell?,
Valuable lessons, learned quick,
From gripping the smiff and lessons,
Knuckleheads getting a blessing,
Then have the nerves,
To say they stressin,
Never undermind a blessing, and curse to gift of guessin',
In this game of life, aint no fair shake
With the hand rolls on the dice,
Shorty looking nice, but i see the slit tongue spliced,
Demoness with breast, rising from the east to the west,
I manifest, only the realness when herbs fills within my chest,
Only reggies the best,
Dont **** with the kush, get ya soul pushed,
Back into other ****, thays counterfeit, money in my hands giving flips,
To stacks of hundreds, while im a slave to the hundred,
Years of freedom, went from the chattery, to the corporate daily,
Reporting to masters its crazy,
Broke the chains, of misery,
Now im lazy, nothing these days phase me,
Radio airways dont play me,
Realness is a menace to truth, i preach the gospel, with lonely tear drops,
Til i open the eyes of rhe youth,






Moneys the universal language,
Or better yet linguistics,
Hoes wana grab the biscuit,
Like they owning it,
But i stay showing it,
See how the loot, make hoes go round,
Carousel bound, like earth making its rounds,
Joker splitter, see the hitman markers his hitter,
Giving bodies jitters,
Like when im on the mic,
I treat it right,
Flip more rhymes than tongues to ****,
Better yet let it hang like Mike,
On a fadeaway, begans the takeway,
Fools putting false reps like MLK,
Say,
They down for the community,
But all i see piercing,
In the community,
Gangs and ****, sold out for cheap hits,
No leaders, just a bunch of court cases,
And the biggest killers always remain faceless,
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
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