Horseshoe Gang - Pharaohs lyrics

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Horseshoe Gang - Pharaohs lyrics

[Intro: Demetrius & Airborne] Shoe Gang My dude Airborne (what up homie) Y'all should've never put us together (haha) We 'bout to k** some sh**, let's get it (yeah) [Verse I: Cameron Airborne] So ahead of my time man I'm talking light years Took a step inside my time machine and it brought me right here Now I'm the type to pick up a mic and you might fear Cause I'm like a knife in a fight with a slice I'll end your life here b**h I'll go run up inside the church and kidnap the pastor Pull a gun from under my shirt when I burst I'll spark it at 'ya Uhh, then I'll go and confess my sins Drink some holy water then chase it down with some Gin Yeah, b**h we are so far from equal Take a trip in my cerebral you'll witness some pure evil My flow so dope b**h one dose of this sh** is lethal Like the drug up on the spoon that you stickin' up in the needle Look, I'll leave your blood up on my shirt After I put you in the dirt just so you can be down to Earth I am not human I'm something much more diverse b**h I cut my way out of my mother's stomach at birth [Verse II: Julius] I'm feeling pissy tipsy, let me finish this fifth of whiskey I'm a hit anyone within hittin' distance Ali mixed with Dempsey I'm sick and I'm mental really I got a lifetime subscription of issues, 'bout my issues like I'm tippin' Nipsey I'm starving, got a appetite for destruction We the new Dogg Pound and I'm rapping like I'm Kuruption Beware of my beast team, I carry a meat cleav-er Flow so scary the beat scream like Two pieces on my side no mistresses I tear rappers up like Christmas gifts December 25th, brain sharper than a prison shiv You don't know the plural of business, here's what the businesses (business is) It's Doc J, give me a mic and I don't play with it I'm 365 with it 24 hours a day with it J's a boss don't sh** crack without J okay in it I'm no joke like spelling joke without J-O-K in it [Verse III: Kenny] Yo, thinking out loud A n***a probably stink I probably reek of that loud I get bud, B-U-D G-E-T, bud-get fitted in my B-U-D-G-E-T, budget Rather a n***a flat broke or got dough I got smokes See my cash low my gat low my hat low, Uhh Kiss my a** is getting old Look it, tell these b**hes to-kiss my tuckus I'm on some goon sh** like (D-E-B-O) Dressed in all black like that DC hero A n***a trying to ball like CP3 though And drape myself in gold like C-3PO I don't want much maybe a three freak trio, E-E can show them my freaky estilo Dive deep right off in her deep sea Nemo Beat cheeks right after I skeet skeet G-O [Verse IV: Demetrius] The Headless Horseman, a resurrected corpse on horseback clapping a torch then Gift wrapping abortions, now sit back and imagine Dracula kidnapping an orphan then raising him into me But see let's get back to The Horsemans cause I'm the fourth one The apocalypse now, knocking a smile off of your face, even Rocky'll bow Bow a (Balboa) n***a in the mouth In my pocket's the POW, co*k it and BLAOW, Godfather Mafia style Hold up the sickest soliloquies slippery slick with delivery slipping a syllable clip and I'm ripping my enemies The clip is my memories, see I mentally rip a serial k**er Siri'll k**er Ask my phone how to murder her even Siri a k**er Yeah, while y'all party dancing in part mansions I'm Charlie Manson partly handsome hold your daughter for a hardy ransom Send you a part of your daughter if you though of being tardy when you brought the ransom I'm ill n***a k** n***as your name on this bullet I'm autographing [Verse V: Dice] Yo I creep in all black, creeping through the back woods No urban community but I stay in black hoods Y'all n***as fake, acting like a rap Suge You should star him in his tomb cause you n***as act hood I got a problem with you rappers rapping major weak Put you in a wheelchair just so you can take a seat We taking over your block when my n***as rape a beat Getting off the freeway cause we finna take the streets I'm known as still rolling and known as the omen you fear it You caught the holy ghost with a blower, holy your spirit Blow a hole in your colon I'm the shogun, of lyrics I'm on one, b**h n***as don't wanna hear it I'm a Psychopath k**er like KXNG CROOKED and Em I mean Tookie and 'em, my team looking to win You seem shook when I enter the vicinity n***a By myself I can put an end to The Avengers