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Dec 2014
**** peace I rather die
No stars resting in peace
My memories fill with scorn
Cold heartless muthaphukka
Made out of bed ruckus
Drunk off that liquor
God knows I heart my foes
Then say a prayer for em
Right before i Let the 44 go
Bunch of cold bodies
Visions impaired I ain't scared
To die I seen many caskets
Death waits for no one
Times is ticking meanwhile I'm still.kickin'
Up dust
trust  No nobody with a crown saturated on my arm
**** being a good luck I'd rather do harm
Deep in ya soul I rip ya **** apart
No fake thugs can intervene
Hit the green pass me the Hennessey
So I replenish my soul clean
But corrupted since adolescence
When Christmas came no
Muthafuckin' presents
Waiting on daddy to save me when I was a baby
Bought a an early ticket
took the cheap way out
So I feels he's dead nothing to be said
All I feel is bloodshed keep my eyes red
From the **** I'm.puffin'
Cuz its hard to breath
In a ****** up city believe meeee
Life's a ***** hold on times is strong
But we know it ain't eazyyyy
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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