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May 4
Went from bad habits,
To stabbing tablets, of Moses wisdom
Scripts of ****, watch me grab it,
Got **** it,
Potency to strong to be handling it,
Deep up in the mob,
Everyday it's like a 9-5 to job to rob,
Souls seeking for riches,
Devil's slick with this,
Loose your grey hairs over a thousand years a stare,
See how the tortoise really beats the hare,
But most don't wanna share,
Their personal problems,
Only got evil to resolve 'em,
It's never too late to reverse the curse,
Dry out the thirst,
Before you stay a foot up in a hearse,
I let light shine upon me, oh Lord oh Lord,
I heard ya deep heavenly vocal chords,
Stringing with no guitar,
The brightest star I've ever seen,
Silent powerful yet so supreme,
Fools saying it ain't no God, but how odd,
Is that when they face to face with a gat,
Imagine that,
Sixty foot wings span and the shadows is black,
Hellspawn lurking the dawn's,
Hunters of heaven on the same team,
Only difference it's the light in between,
Which side do you choose?,
Raid more souls just to loose,
Everyday it's like I'm sipping the blues,
Howling to the wolf,
Screaming like Jay, **** what these critics say and lay,
I stay true to the craft, no time for giggles or ******* laughs,
A new joker smooth criminal, city needs a new villain, none subliminal,
Maxed out the system, see the blood of money and how it mixes them,
Still reaping off of the fallen angels,
In the outfield see how you could shield,
Ya way out of this dream,
Naw it ain't a dream, just a quiet storm on
A verge of  a sting,...
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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