Pharaohs on Mars by Royal Hippi3 Lyrics

Quote from the song “Pharaohs on Mars” by Royal Hippi3

Ayo, Frxn can I get a lighter?
Cause all my niggas gon ride
All my niggas gon' rouge
All my niggas stunt

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Pharaohs on Mars”

• Produced: Frxn Picasso
• Written: Steelo Joules, Darryl Th3 Wordsmith, Jayson Museta
• Recording Engineer: Night Owl
• Mixing: Night Owl
• Mastered: Frxn Picasso
• Recorded At: Hippi3 Studios
• Release Date: September 29, 2017

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Pharaohs on Mars” Released in 2017

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[Intro: Jayson Museta]

Ayo, Frxn can I get a lighter?
Cause all my niggas gon ride
All my niggas gon' rouge
All my niggas stunt

Hope for better days hope for better days
All my niggas gon' rouge
All my niggas stunt
Hope for better days hope for better days

[Verse 1: Darryl the Wordsmith]

Kicking through the front door
This broken eagle wanna soar

Divine child has some sores
Welcome to my city here’s a tour

Had this rap dream since ten years old
Had plans of making millions that was bold

Because we only seen starving artist though
That was no joke like Martin though
Catch me in the Tura blowing O’s

Hoping, hoping police wouldn’t know
Because them niggas beat you till you broke
Just like those thugs across the road
But it’s cool I don’t need no sympathy votes
Because my team be scheming on the low
Tryna take our spot you niggas slow
Yeah six kings on the throne

But now we having plans of getting stoned
Meeting this thick women tryna bone
Hit em once disappear like Shaduka bro
Seen it happen in the city bro

Grew up with some girls that became ho’s
Grew up with some boys that just wanna brawl
G’s could maul you like it’s fucking Grove
She could burn you like you on a stove

It ain’t safe if outside where you wanna go
Because taxis give no fucks up on the road
Police, police knocking on your mama’s door
Telling her, her son is gone
Like, like imagine if that was Shaun

Kid be taking risks no do’s and don’ts
While them higher ups treat me like a pawn

Imma livin' la vida loca like a Don
Chilling with the sharks I’m still a prawn
In too deep I’m motherfuckin' gone
In too deep I’m motherfuckin'

[Verse 2: Steelo Joules]

The saint is it real?
The actual real could be part of a feel
That is fictional real

Passion is life
Diamonds are nice
They give them away
Decrease or decay
My continent feels like a portion of hate
My life is a section of lyrical pain
I seek for the gain

All I find is pointless debate
Your mind you degrade keep spoiling yourself
You’ll be hungry for days

I grind for the pay for you it’s too late
Our minds don’t relate but I shouldn’t hate
There’s too much at stake

Who cares anyway