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your boy al-mahdi con's bound to hand u directly to me. then what...

...it's 13 seconds left. my god demotes himself every second. I went to al-mahdi's 50th birthday event, no question, thought he was born seventy-one, but naw, he's born seventy-two. fillies still maintaining the strong front or what? just lemme' get through. :6.2.22 th: bodies outpacing chicago's. the drill scene sparked by lucyfer, in philly actually in two thousand six tryin' a' loosen from my death grip. shoulda' just gave up the b8tch within him to my dick'tation. but "I want to drill you" came out the same lips that my dick's chafing, if ever there's a glitch, a black pussy repeats his steps from step one. napolean bonaparte black-male'd. his secrets sweat. I sat down with his sister. she's a sweet woman, business-minded. she said al-mahdi should be a millionare, but what blindsides him is his temper-tantrums. if I'm who fillies willing to dance with, then the business between vs is extortion, living on ransoms. I know how to humble my bro'. he should know who's running this show. when I sit my god down for a spell, voodoo's not what he should do. big demy shoulda' told him if he didn't. fillies not with it. why is it? it's because we been the source of every life there is. my god's the system's last hope I guess, banking on him to snake me of my premise. mass murder ain't what's in him, though his stoop graved me. why god have thou forsaken me was the question, then it was done. I'm esau, god, and what I been fighting israel, lucyfer's son. for my god to know this is just between vs if al-mahdi's please for his own life reaches me in the form of fem8les on their knees to me. fillies beligerent, so all I know is to kill 'em. there's no church of obediance at-all here. lo's born in philly. the point is the lo' lifes' after-the-fact, god. fillies started that. god, if you can't get down, you can get found. I walk my dog through that...

...the black fem8les brains dragged through laundramats. I'll only fucks with them. these faggot pussies must think pins won't pierce al-mahdi 'cause of them...

...so chali wants to be khan. :6.5.22 su: I got q33ny bound and surrounded. and this the final countdown, and no ese's writ in about vs. fillies sent smoke signals to me. I'm bucking for my final score. I turn people to roots, fuck vegatables when fracking spinal cords. jamuka, do you now accept the proposition I gave you? then t8sha won't forget about me when south philly's my days inn. lucyfer preyed the most, so israel prays the most. gods should know the two sides of the same coin, but they don't. I made shit possible. the gratitude's been sabotage attempt-after-attempt. I brushed my shoulders off until provoked enough and earths stomped into dust. I'm esau. on my own I determine your own waste's disposal. I'm isa. on my own I rose from my grave to waste these slow fools who gave me up for me to become ain't-I-christ since in-question. accusers fearing for their lives now point at me for directions :6.6.22 mo: they'll never get to go since there's no entrance, yet there's no exits. :6.7.22 tu: paid killas on my line since yesterday. I got 'em, no questions, between vs making j. prince look good with my m.t. magazine. with my patients I ink words in reverse to empty magazines. you know, the sre redrum laires out and about. fillies slaves to me. engraved in the skin's carbon. the grave's where my art's been plain to see. :6.8.22 we: they still don't quite get it since black fem8les ain't quite fitted to me. al-mahdi can't throw me a burnt offering and think we cool then. bloods reaching out to me, yeah, but when fillies/fem8les engage me, bloods sheds between vs for-real. to my dick is fem8les' engagements, trying to save their boy israel from me all they want. the stunts increase dramatically. emphatically they see I'm all they want. I don't take kind to being on second thought, so I dog d8ughters, nieces, aunties, female c8usins, grandm8thers also grandd8ughters. since j. prince built for giving me the glory, it's a no-brainer. when one-hundred wack'd rap niggas fill my list, mention no names then. wherever wack 100 thought he could take it, the whole game ends. I regulate the whole bloods circulation through my own veins then. fillies still what the-fuck I say they is and ain't, there's no debates. the last 5 seconds until judgement days here, so make no misstakes...

old man, stop being a bitter racist. do better.

ay, why don't you get offa' my dick.

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...u got that message though? good.

...we're at the last second. 612 days I died then was born. :6.13X2022 mo: and now judgement days here. israel tried to intice me with porn. his best bet's under the jehova's witness protection program. he seen my face and named the sight peniel. q33ny played a slow jam. I walked through the muse sick 'til webs on my feet gathered the toe jam. don't ask how I do shit. bloods shoulda' been known that I'm my own man. :6.14.22 tu: and now fillies been trying slang that ain't theirs to break out on me. to me it's evident infidelphia's the set-up on me. :7.19.22 tu:. it's now 36 seconds into judgement. terrain's sizzled clay. 36 thousand 364 seconds remain in the day. :7.20.22 we: 36 thousand 363 seconds remain in the day. it's 37 seconds into judgement. terrain's sizzled clay. :7.25.22 mo: 42 seconds into judgement now. the big rig against me I'm flipping. 36 thousand 3 hundred 58 seconds remain. the day still blistering. the e8rths in-heat for me for-real? will see when fem8les listening whose carbonated skin's the guild to the 5K. the pressure cooked. machetes to the measures took to spell cast the phonetics. shucks, the bloods sheds everywhere you look...

r.i.p. to my brother my twin charles gosset aka chali con aka chali khan aka li'l chali mack...murder #366 in fillies streets for 2022...the real israel...

...I gots the map and the mop out. killing sprees even when cops out. fillies the 2nd and the 5th amendment, seasoned, no cop-outs. : 9.11.22 su: and judgement days sealed now on my brother chali khan's homicide. my god acts like this won't catch up to him once I find how he died. r.i.p. to israel now. synagogues should be petrified. I'm all-law. chali's janazah I went to. some "best friend" of mine. : 9.20.22 tu: and brother jamal of illegal dove to be a pallbearer, as my brother chali was carried out the masjid all geared up in cloth. so pnb rock'd be a move between vs on cain's head. chase manattan's the bank I won't stop extorting until cain's dead. whom the lost angeles gotta' cop please from the grave to me now. translation on the map's los angeles meeting gravediggers now. all I want is the game delivered to me. fillies sunni nuff is enough and I kill shit just for breathing. yeah, ummn, pretty-much....

...now u seeing where them mix-ups get u...

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...the neck connect's trunk'd in an igloo cooler now. my source of income increased, now each groupie drools me out before she sucks me in. some believed I would not show up for shit. the middle-man's erased ever since my brother's been shot to shit. no nigga can escape israel's fate, bullet piercing his skull, no witness wants to speak? 56th and l.a. he was a ram rep'. this shit's much too deep? curried goat in my lvi bowl to eat. that's for rigging the game. now I gotta' be bishop for the juice? disrespecting my name done got the flamethrowers directing crest to each chest cavity and check-ups from the necks up. not one threat to me gets back to me....