Jase Harley – American Pharaoh | Lyrics Audio

Lyrics “American Pharaoh” – Jase Harley

What you say

Woke up in the morning
Broke all my chains
Money’s my language
But I’m nobody’s slave
Open my eyes
See the crabs in the barrel
‘Cause I’m on the rise
An American pharaoh

Ahh, I’m young and I’m black in America
They try to attack and embarrass us
Y’all don’t want your daughters to marry us
But they love this d**k so I tear it up
Got her wetter than mariners
Half of society scared of us
My n**ga I’m young with no barriers
So if you owe me money just ante up

Police killed my best friend, they shot him dead
I do not forgive, I do not forget
My life is a cliff and I’m by the ledge
And in less than a moment, a lot is said
But if you don’t know me, do not allege
The thoughts in my head, you cannot arrest
I see that as a promise and not a threat
I don’t answer my phone if it’s not a check

I’m on plus, your money on minus
No love for the righteous, just call me your highness
You can’t bite this, my flyness science
No time for bulls**t, I require silence
People wanna bottle my virus
Leaves don’t attract, it came out of my sinus
But you won’t see no sign of survival
So I sped off, hear the sound of my tires

Woke up in the morning
Broke all my chains
Money’s my language
But I’m nobody’s slave
Open my eyes
See the crabs in the barrel
‘Cause I’m on the rise
An American pharaoh..②

Ahh, I’m young and I’m black in America
They stoppin’, they frisk us and jail us up
I don’t understand what they jealous of
See they crucify us and nail us up
And there is no such thing as privilege
That was not in the curriculum
This is the world that I’m living in
Like I’m only one third of a citizen

But f**k it, I’m getting my money up
Three ain’t company when you wanna be number one
Second and third place, I don’t wanna be none of ’em
After all of the effort, how could I settle for runner-up
Give ’em a foot, they take a mile and run ’em up
I went through a drought, no one was hittin’ my number up
I used to be stuck in my own head like what was up
But sometimes s**t can go downhill when you coming up

They try to divide up, my kingdom with violence
They know I’m a tyrant, they riot, we hose ’em, invite ’em
Take they gold and they diamonds
Then hang them by rope with no trials
No Jesus Christ for your crisis
I’m just raking in green like an Irish
With no ocean to part every sea is too narrow
I rose from the battle, an American pharaoh

Woke up in the morning
Broke all my chains
Money’s my language
But I’m nobody’s slave
Open my eyes
See the crabs in the barrel
‘Cause I’m on the rise
An American pharaoh

What you say…

➤ Produced by Jase Harley
Album: Free Pxrn: The Memoir of an American Heathen
Jase Harley 2018

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