Pharaoh
Yuh yuh, yuh
Yuh yuh, yuh
Yuh yuh
Yuh! Sheesh!
Phero Hill, that's how you pronounce the name (yuh)
I'm still tryna find a way to put my doubts away (yay)
And I've never been about the fame
So I'd always be the one who's steppin' out the frame (yee)
And they keep askin' me (what)
If I really think I'll make it being Japanese (why)
Well the fact is I ain't never asked to be
I used to think that was the reason for my past defeat (what!)
But I just keep it hidden, relinquish it through these writtens
'Cause everytime I be talkin' nobody would fuckin' listen (Shhh)
And honestly I'm indifferent to all who doubt the decision
Too focused on being driven I'm bound to see a collision (oh shit!)
Fast life, ain't no time for brakes (swerve)
On the road to being great I'll probably die to chase
Just another motherfucker tryna find a place
In the land of opportunity defined by race (god damn)
'Cause we live in more division than what they teachin' in math class (facts)
We ain't with the bullshit we seen enough on The Last Dance
If I get cocky I'll back it up like a lap dance
'Cause my shit be banging like an Astros trash can (yay)
Now it's time to pay attention like I'm out here shootin' free throws
Ballin' on a budget in the Yeezys and Uniqlo (cash)
I used to have the biggest ego
Had a youngin' livin' in the past like Uncle Rico
'Til I fell in Shit's Creek (splash)
Malcolm showed me how to swim in water this deep (woop)
Five five but I'm walkin' like I'm six three
And my long hair lookin' better than a bitch weave (weave!)
I got numb to the growing pains
I would slump in my own mistakes
I was young being dumb now I'm dumpin' the trunk 'til I'm jumpin' the slowest lane
I run with the coldest gang
Fell in love with my Lois Lane
Ain't no bluff in the funk when the substance I cut finna bump like it's on cocaine (yay yay)
And fuck bein' modest (ok)
I'm always one to be honest (ok)
I told my mama I promise (ok)
I wouldn't drop out of college (ok)
I still got doubt in my wallet (uh huh)
But with a sound this melodic (uh huh)
I know y'all 'bout to acknowledge (uh huh)
I got that bounce like hydraulics (bounce)
And y'all still callin' me chink? That ain't offensive to me (nah ah)
Ain't it clear I'm Japanese, it's what I wear on my sleeve (yosh)
And I'll always keep it G, you might just see me with my hair low (ah uh)
You know the name so pronounce it as Phero (Hill)
A ronin who was so in between
My paradigm afforded me a moment to breathe
I thought the chapter was finishing
But now I'm going back to oblivion
Yuh yuh, yuh
Yuh yuh
Yuh! Sheesh!
Phero Hill, that's how you pronounce the name (yuh)
I'm still tryna find a way to put my doubts away (yay)
And I've never been about the fame
So I'd always be the one who's steppin' out the frame (yee)
And they keep askin' me (what)
If I really think I'll make it being Japanese (why)
Well the fact is I ain't never asked to be
I used to think that was the reason for my past defeat (what!)
But I just keep it hidden, relinquish it through these writtens
'Cause everytime I be talkin' nobody would fuckin' listen (Shhh)
And honestly I'm indifferent to all who doubt the decision
Too focused on being driven I'm bound to see a collision (oh shit!)
Fast life, ain't no time for brakes (swerve)
On the road to being great I'll probably die to chase
Just another motherfucker tryna find a place
In the land of opportunity defined by race (god damn)
'Cause we live in more division than what they teachin' in math class (facts)
We ain't with the bullshit we seen enough on The Last Dance
If I get cocky I'll back it up like a lap dance
'Cause my shit be banging like an Astros trash can (yay)
Now it's time to pay attention like I'm out here shootin' free throws
Ballin' on a budget in the Yeezys and Uniqlo (cash)
I used to have the biggest ego
Had a youngin' livin' in the past like Uncle Rico
'Til I fell in Shit's Creek (splash)
Malcolm showed me how to swim in water this deep (woop)
Five five but I'm walkin' like I'm six three
And my long hair lookin' better than a bitch weave (weave!)
I got numb to the growing pains
I would slump in my own mistakes
I was young being dumb now I'm dumpin' the trunk 'til I'm jumpin' the slowest lane
I run with the coldest gang
Fell in love with my Lois Lane
Ain't no bluff in the funk when the substance I cut finna bump like it's on cocaine (yay yay)
And fuck bein' modest (ok)
I'm always one to be honest (ok)
I told my mama I promise (ok)
I wouldn't drop out of college (ok)
I still got doubt in my wallet (uh huh)
But with a sound this melodic (uh huh)
I know y'all 'bout to acknowledge (uh huh)
I got that bounce like hydraulics (bounce)
And y'all still callin' me chink? That ain't offensive to me (nah ah)
Ain't it clear I'm Japanese, it's what I wear on my sleeve (yosh)
And I'll always keep it G, you might just see me with my hair low (ah uh)
You know the name so pronounce it as Phero (Hill)
A ronin who was so in between
My paradigm afforded me a moment to breathe
I thought the chapter was finishing
But now I'm going back to oblivion
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Oka
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