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5d
Green jacket attire, metal face laced with the wire,
Silver spoon, with milk and cereal consumed,
Hip hop colors, of many flavors and others,
But cant taste the rainbow, but like the skittles,
Ya unknown like Kerry Kittles, im the *** black as the kettle,
Never settle, over for the grimy these days is slimy,
Like Marvin Zinler, whos the people pleaser,
Declined ya visa,
Temporary real ID, see folks still living past a century,
These demons walkin' freely, but they peepin' what I see,
Back to Rome alone, facin' the throne, Satan aint the only one settin' the tone, just look at mankind,
Flesh of flesh and bone to bones,
Too many clones, look what they did to Tyrone,
More ignorant ****, destruction of corporate,
More slaves these days to fit, the agenda, still drive a nine deuce centra, learn to tame my inner,
Crown chakra down to the center,
Little goetias awaiting for the rumbles,
Of mother nature,
Got a ticket, for riding the beat, without my seat,
Belt these rhymes deeply felt, til ya got spiritual welts,
Narcissist like Nicholas piercing Comidus, and who can we trust?,
Nope it ain't the government, folks these days is too dependent,
I moved to London, only find more troubles within,
Double up the US mints, now everything these days is China sent,
Worldwide establishment, real **** these days, is synthetic seeds,
Everybody thinking they happy, just a social experiment,
Gone wild, addin' to the pile, chaos is necessary but made foule,
I just watch the flight of the fowls, to the eyes of the owl,
Moloch to Enoch, i peep the game the clocks is stopped,
Ain't no such thing as time, in the divine, lost in the space mine,
Stars ain't nothing but fallen angels, stuck in the firmament,
Dont fall short to the appointment, of the anointment,
Heavenly sent, when ya catch my ***** spit, oh ****,
Who would have thunk it, overpriced hyped i debunked it,
Myth busters to you material clusters,
Left eyes, floating above ya, naw that
Aint my master,
Only master i worship, is the Gods that's not apart of todays script,
Reverse the light bringer, back into darkness, manifest,
The words of scriptures, written as a test part of my conquest,
Whos hear to contest, against the number one judge,
My people's grudge for being the color of fudge, organized
Confusion, these days fans amusing, to the sounds celebrities usin',
No talent or fame, just industry plants made to make it look sane,
Since the first ****** came, the earth aint been the same,
Cursed by the valley, how many walkin' killer Sally's,
I paced the darkest alleys, like hellspawn,
From dusk to dawn,
Where will my life live on, just a pawn taking back where it begins,
The original primitive version of sins,
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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