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Feb 18
Standin, against the moment of truth,
While i spit up in the booth,
Gotta touch the souls of the youth,
This is madness,
No more gladness, see the preacher styles,
I been had this, now they wanna get me dismissed,
*** i got stabs on the coporate, like Dr King,
Or Malcom, see and how come,
They dont want no kingdom,.
Fems to dems, everywhere if you try to be a man, theyll stare,
Stay in the loops of truth or dare, like Trump, i stay close to the lions hier,
From the taps of a.snare, you feel me like a fresh breeze of air,
Yo i aint goin' nowhere, *** me and mic one of a pair,
Like Kieth with gold teeth, gang star peep that words that are,
Knowledge mix of a collage,
Like a blemish, my vocals relinquished, once the beats, touches my voice, it's so unique,
Know when god speaks,
He comes in silence,
Wither its the skies stormy or violet,
The harder they come, the harder I hit



Yo i bring styles down like Rome,
Only drive cars with chrome,
Trimmin' spit venom, let the toxic finish em,
Something like cyanide to ya pride,
No where you can hide,
I just stay cools and slide,
In the ride, i gotta keep the stride,
Way low above the belt buckle,
Sneak hos tryna juggle,
Where my money sits, its gonna take more than ****,
To confiscate it, deeply celebrated when i made it,
But was hated the day i was created, focus on seasons,
Old thoughts cremated,
New lesson plans, un dated,
I feel kin to Egypt, we much more than slave ships,
**** chasing materials and new whips,
But keep a burner with a clip,
Just in case, they do an assassination attempt,
Against me,
I control the, heaven to hell entry,
Words like Solomon,
Shined up my third eye son,
Ring of the Lord,
Scanning my light, once i sight, my enemies grow in fright,
Its my delight, despite
What them haters write, they cant stop the reign that bites,
Like a death grip, alligator roll the time the stroll,
standing against evils, ya gotta be Bold,Β Β what what what??
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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   Rob Rutledge
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