pharaohs & deities ft. billie dave hart, tha essence & allan moor - semi six lyrics
semi six
uh
i’m like irving with the nets
or a surgeon with the flesh
blood burstin from ya neck
and the surface of ya chest
when i’m workin with the tech
have a service for ya death
ha
ha
get her twerkin in a dress
she a virgin with the s*x
leave her wordless with pecs when i’m shirtless in the nest
save ya curses and ya threats cuz i’m lurkin in ya set in suburban’s with them vets
ha
ha
it’s the pharaohs and the dеities
we at easе
chillin’ with some sheila e’s
jewelry on three degrees
icy like police asking me to freeze
when it come to rappin man i lead the league
(i lead the league)
ralph lauren jacket you can see the steed
(you see the steed)
uh
and i’m more than the truth
me and my n*ggas horus and zeus
the sword in the booth
we kickin down the door with a boot
to war with ya troop
you black face tap dancin on the floor in a suit
you a corn and a fruit
bring in the h*rn and the flute
like
uh
it’s just pharaohs and deities
uh
rockin gold chains you the st**z
uh
it’s just pharaohs and deities
uh
rockin gold chains you the st**z
fly sh*t baby, from detroit to philly. really
billie dave hart
it’s billie
uh
packing this pistol
i’m up broad & bristle
let it hit you
you gone think it was a f*ckin missile
my lil b*tch name krystal
like to buy me crystals
let me use your crib so i can cook this crystal
my shooter play the porch
put u in the spital
stick my hand out the window
send him a signal to get you
them f*ck n*ggas not official
they be talking in riddles
they only do it if it’s beneficial
the 45 revolver a blow your mind
put you on fox news
that’s 2 and 29
my team so divine
gods how they define
we run the court we like magic, bird, & jordan combined
three man weave
they know my st**z
just got the passport refreshed
i’m bout to go to belize
roll up the trees with a b*tch practice the birds and the bees
they bump my sh*t in tokyo
where they speak j*panese
uh
lay down wit them dog and get fleas
do ya time don’t be tryna cop no pleas, n*gga
uh
it’s just pharaohs and deities
uh
rockin gold chains you the st**z
uh
it’s just pharaohs and deities
uh
rockin gold chains you the st**z
listen we gone take the work
send it to the d
make sure it come back to philly like iverson back in the day, you know
tha essence
all my idols had cuban links and gold rolies
preferred for hustler n*ggas they coming daytonas
you get yo lady an, oyster perpetual if she can flip funds and gone hold down the set for you
i’m bout to have a son i might gold out his stroller dude and take him in the booth have the studio baby proofed
baby food what n*ggas chew i’m knocking out every tooth
n*ggas fugazi too they front the cash but ain’t paid in full
unh
address me like king tut got guys who do my dirty work, get you ass cleaned up
then meet me at the function suited up in a clean tux/
i’m the man that pull the strings so i ain’t been seen once
yo b*tch got a glimpse then she labeled me handsome
and the bag came in like they paid off a ransom
i’ll slide to la off a vaycay in the hamptons
raise up ya standards you wishing for a raise and advancement
that’s where we differ, i could never be playing it stagnant
you just lazy fool move out the way when i’m passing
uh, yea
its just pharaohs and deities don’t pose in photos only candid in pictures please
uh
its just pharaohs and deities don’t pose in photos only candid in pictures please
(feel tha essence)
allan moore
from detroit to ‘iladelph
they leave a n*gga stiff cold
gun explode ‘til you melt
a different path is what we chose
we on the road to the wealth
pit stop for them hoes
then rotate ‘em like some tires
all for the sire
all for the pharaohs, for the deities
thirty six* o already made a couple pyramid schemes
we stay on the right angle like ninety degrees
gold chain to match the gold ring like i needed these, you peep the st**ze
any scenario bust a rhyme
so im’a shoot first
the flow is allan moor
been sailing the ocean blue first
spitting salt water out my mouth
like my tooth hurt
im deep in the game going under like a cruise shirt
sh*t is sad, no wonder why these n*ggas mad
these b*tches picking us like scabs
if my n*gga hit ya wife, apologize on his behalf
we gave you game you gave her cash
it’s only right you pay the tab
(yeah)
its only right we the last laugh
its only right we get the cash then scram
(bow)
uh
it’s just pharaohs and deities
uh
rockin gold chains you the st**z
uh
it’s just pharaohs and deities
uh
rockin gold chains you the st**z
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