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YorMajesty / Blog

My Thoughts

The spirits of wise men that were before and of our times blesses me; their wisdom and ideologies are amalgamated and instilled in my mind. I am the khalifa and the interpreter of the signs of the times; there are revelations with true meanings deeply imbedded in my rhymes. Deep like the torah, the bible, and the Koran incomprehensible to many by design, still gradually you will begin to understand me in time. Time will test your will, time will test your faith, to see what will really prevail love, envy, or hate. The truly learned is truly the inept, like the loyal and the faithful is worthy To pass through that proverbial heaven’s gate, time passes so quickly to comprehend Before it’s too late, the true test of your capacity to be average or to be great. Twisted distorted realities aren’t real, just shaitan at work to manipulate you with scripture for every soul that he can steal. I reason with knowledge you argue of what you feel, I seek only the wisdom; you seek things that has appeal. You’ll easily sell your soul when it’s time to make that deal, and foolishly bet it all when you spin that roulette wheel. Led astray by propaganda and those with motives they conceal, generations of followers still ignorantly ignore the things that I reveal. Too young minded, and so blinded to what is real, so many die so young, too many fates are already sealed for just refusing to yield, and not believing the one thing you gotta know. One will truly reap the things that one will soe. So young so gifted, that you may very well be, even wise beyond your years, but I have seen things that you have not yet been blessed to see, I have lived to personally see things chronicled in history, who better to know them more would that be you or me? I’ve been up and down, and all through these streets indeed, and watched the ways of the streets unfold; my words are best to heed. A new experience to you, to me is old news, in life there’s just basic fundamental trues, time and experience can only teach you, in spite of the things you have to go through, No matter your point of view, whether religious or spiritual whatever works for you, it’s wiser just to listen to what elders share with you, cause ignorance is killing our youth. Not only sad but true.

If life is but a dream

This is a testament to my street life in rhythmic poetic time. Living hood life in spite of the greatest haters of all time, unfadable homie, I got a bulletproof mind. I spit with the best of them on a label or unsigned, but fuck battle rapping you’ll get dealt with wit a nine if you say the wrong shit out your mouth, trip or get out of line. Out of pocket bitches get no passes because she’s fine. I’ll respect yours but motherfucker please respect mine. If life is but a dream, Reality makes you wanna scream for all my fallen soldiers know what I’m saying know what I mean? Ain’t nothing to be seen in that gangster lean. What the fuck, started out as a young buck pushing his luck. Thugs, hustlers, and pimps had a young nigga star struck. Wanting to be the man by any means necessary ain’t giving a fuck envisioning the wheels spinning on that Cadillac truck. Glass house hopping to Vegas looking for lady luck, and dime piece shorties that are willing to fuck. Indoctrinated into a game where having a street name is equivalent to fame, homies that are crossed out names leaving grieving mothers with heartache and pain, no way to explain the shit is simply insane. If life is but a dream, Reality makes you wanna scream for all my fallen soldiers know what I’m saying know what I mean? Ain’t nothing to be seen in that gangster lean. I can’t dig this bullshit with a shovel; shit is corrupted on every fucking level. The cost of living is too high like that Rolex with the iced bezel, so many social issues to fuck with your mental. Ain’t nothing plain and simple, you got folks acting like they papered up fronting in a rental, corporate America views only Asian or Caucasian employable, making bogus claims that opportunities are equal. Those fortunate enough to be wage slaves in slavery the sequel are getting pimped by a government that is not accountable to its people, but we’re expected to live righteous among the wicked and the evil. If life is but a dream, Reality makes you wanna scream for all my fallen soldiers know what I’m saying know what I mean? Ain’t nothing to be seen in that gangster lean. If you see me on the scene I’m all about my green. Seldom do I smile so I’m accused of being mean. Unaffected by anyone else’s thoughts of me, cause I’m like "fuck being how somebody else think I should be, Ain’t no motherfucker as real as me". The blind leads the blind in this society, hierarchy determined by ethnicity, unrighteous mentalities so blinded by greed they can’t see beyond the tyranny and so many good people die needlessly. I’m acutely aware of all these things I see, so I claim my individuality not giving a fuck about what society thinks of me, as I speak on this shit candidly. If life is but a dream, Reality makes you wanna scream for all my fallen soldiers know what I’m saying know what I mean? Ain’t nothing to be seen in that gangster lean.

New Jerusalem

Niyabinghi, It’s a war for real, and I’m a soldier on the battle field, its mad ill I’m Paranoid of all the land fills, mindset to kill in the asphalt jungles of a Secret Israel, find her symbol on a dollar bill, New Jerusalem is mad ill, That’s my word, word up god. Born into ill political conspiracies, hidden agendas, and foreign policies.Predicated on blood currency, tricknology, and a murder mystery.I bare witness to what a whole world community in darkness can’t see. The tyranny, the social, and economic inequities, lies, and deceit, the Instigation of the wars in the streets, revelations of ancient prophecies, that Foretold of my coming, and ultimately manifested me, as I crown myself King, and profess to be YorMajesty, representative of man collectively, Good, and evil, or whatever I gotta be, hardcore mentality. It’s a war for real, and I’m a soldier on the Battle field, I’m mad ill Paranoid of all the land fields, mindset to kill in the asphalt jungles of a Secret Israel. Find her symbol on a Dollar bill, New Jerusalem is Mad ill, That’s my word. In modern day Babylon, I’m preyed upon by the beast, controlled by Imposters, that professes to be from the Middle East. Scriptures that bare no seals Of authenticity, brings new religions, and hypothesis to the minds that are weak Unaware of the true meanings of the days of the week, the devils children run Amuck while the world is asleep, that’s my word; they’ll try to murder you in The streets, put prices on your souls, for a half a pot of gold, it’s hard to stay Warm in a world that is cold, when the devil is after your soul, that’s my word. It’s a war for real, and I’m a soldier on the battle field, I’m mad ill, paranoid Of all the land fields, mindset to kill in the asphalt jungles of a secret Israel, find Her symbol on a dollar bill, New Jerusalem is mad ill, that’s my word. Niyabinghi

Ghetto Prophecies

I lived on these streets, slept on the concrete, and hustled on these streets, learned everything that can be taught out on these streets, I got street credibility from L.A. the dirty south, New York to D.C. Running wit them hard heads, with the gangster mentality. I Write letters, and support my niggaz in the penitentiary, never forget the memories of my niggas in the cemetery, I earned the right to be amongst the company of O.G.'s Surviving the ghettos of the inner cities. I'm tripping on the new niggas, I knew when they were kids, thinking that they hard, cause they just did a bid, thinking it's fashionable to be a "G", and caught up in the system 360 degrees.Trust me homey ain't nothing worth giving up the right to live free, please heed the words I speak, and my Ghetto Prophecies. 20, 22, 24, 26 inch rims, the tightest whip, with the illest sound systems. Iced out platinum jewelry, Mad gear, and some filthy ass tims, You got phat pockets now, but yo money gone get slim, the other man gonna stay in power because you give your money to him, he'll have your ass in so much debt, I hope your ass can swim, so you better stay on top, cause if you fall off, you gotta give all that shit back to him, just tryna warn you before you climb your ass out on that financial limb. I'm tripping on the new niggas, I knew when they were kids, thinking that they hard, cause they just did a bid, thinking it's fashionable to be a "G", and caught up in the system 360 degrees. Trust me homey ain't nothing worth giving up the right to live free, please heed the words I speak, and my Ghetto Prophecies Yeah niggas in the paper game, stealing other niggas names, but they gone crack down on that shit, like they cracked down on cocaine, think about it if you couldn't hustle what are the remains, what other knowledge does a nigga posses inside his brain, beside gun play, and violent crimes that will eventually get you slain, you can be the hardest nigger in the world, and still get put out the game, to a hard headed motherfucker all my words are in vein, but that shit ain't going nowhere just simple and plain. I'm tripping on the new niggas, I knew when they were kids, thinking that they hard, cause they just did a bid, thinking it's fashionable to be a "G", and caught up in the system 360 degrees. Trust me homey ain't nothing worth giving up the right to live free, please heed the words I speak, and my Ghetto Prophecies

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