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The Black Sean Connery
Martini glasses and the olives me
Wavy like the top of the sea
Legends acknowledge me
I gotta be
What the book said in the prophecy
The policy
Championship rings and wallabies
What you doing not hip hop to me
It’s just a monstrosity of comedy
Honestly I heard ya whole album and I laughed constantly
In the Bahamas we
By the sea
Polo down sharp as piranha teeth
Peep the quality
Uh
Greek mythology
Zeus turn into a eagle to fly with me
The beach is a 100 feet from the property
Squeeze triggers like lemon juices inside of tea And shoot til he don’t look alive to me
I make ya noses sniff
I smell like ysl l'homme intense this the pheromone of a prince
You stankin’
Every line is a framed paintin'
Hangin’
Dollar signs with the face of Franklin
Addin’ up on the bank statements
Black cement 3s touch pavement
Like Deebo I make you tuck chains in
Imma shark you a crustacean
Malcolm X on the rug prayin’
Afterwards Im at the window with the gun waitin’
Niggas spend they whole life to buy one bracelet
We don’t do the quad pay we make one payment
I Kill rappers who ain’t master the mic
And put my foot inside these rappers like a Brannock device
Semi
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I’m Truly gifted
Niggas is actors playin roles in the movie business
Bitin’ my rhymes like some sushi dishes
Screw these bitches
Kick em in the mouth with white and ruby 6’s
Taste the sole of the jays
We in the field like the toes of a slave
And kick rhymes til we old with the grays
You niggas corny like fros into braids
I write the flows in the page
Until they shine like, gold in the yay’s
You spit scriptures I spit King James bibles
I only hang with soldiers who squeeze they riffles
And nine-one-one what these lames dial
When semi spray they chest like a Yves Saint vial
I move witty
Through cities
I’m too litty like a blue Bentley
Move swiftly the dude crispy like a new fifty
Crew with me the groove gritty I’m the truth really fools pitty the boy shine like a new penny
And Im still the flyest nigga what we talking about
And Im still the flyest nigga what we talking about
And Im still the flyest nigga what we talking about
And Im still the flyest nigga what we talking about
Uh
Uh
And This the year Imma win it all
Win the brawl with all ten of y’all
Hit ya chin and jaw til it’s raw
I can’t decide what’s my biggest flaw
Maybe I’m too trigger happy and I’m
Quick to draw
Never sketchy though
The Joe Pesci Lo
Sleeves raised to let the presi show
Renneti’s blow at ya Pelle coat
I’m like Nas with the Avi on Belly bro
Uh
And I’m so Sincere like the Threat intro
The freshest flow from Texas to Mexico
The necklace glow we just sip prosec and Mo
Ahead of the pack ,you still got some steps to go
Plato O Plomo you never get the x and o
The whole industry is just rap sex and blow
Who’s the best I can answer that question yo
And Im still the flyest nigga what we talking about
And Im still the flyest nigga what we talking about
And Im still the flyest nigga what we talking about
And Im still the flyest nigga what we talking about
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Extraordinaire
Nostrils absorb the Florida air Jordan fours to wear
Perform to horns and snares my lady got some gorgeous hair
gold Fendis yea the tortoise pair it’s smooth as horses hair
Run through ya fortress with a sword and tear,
storm in there and kill the king inside the orange chair before the lord with care
Ya empire get overthrown
Shot in the back retreating till you lay in some tall grass that’s overgrown
Black caskets hold the bones of all the soldiers gone
Piling Parmesan and Provolone
Chop the hands of niggas hiding hands after throwing stones
This is g shit
The mast of the ship drip sea mist
I’m out to sea bitch
Meanwhile you got a needle in ya arm fiendish
Ya bitch Look like Booker T with a re twist
I’m with my Queen laughin from the mezzanine bitch
I use my bright ideas to light the way
Ya life is the price to pay
Don’t have me pull a knife and slay
I get in the booth
you get on Twitter to type away
Feeling some type of way
I give my wife some pipe and lay
On my pipe she ride away
Afterwards I’ll get my son and go outside to play
Extraordinaire
All my money got blue lines like my sons pamper, try to smoke me like a Dutch Master, one puff will give yo ass lung cancer, drink rum from a fake cup like the drunk master
Drinkin more make me punch faster
The Air max one’s kick the monks bladder
Make em Piss his self
Inside big novels where I hid the wealth
Shinobi number 6 when I kill in stealth
Drink rappers blood til I give a belch
You Prince in Purple Rain don’t kid ya self
Hit the whole track til my hand is bruised
Fly like the logo worn by Cam and Juelz
Your moms heard I killed you on a track it was the saddest news
Rock the space jams not the gamma blues
Hit you with a gamma clap like Bruce Banner when they can’t spit I just mute rappers
Extra low
I Collect the dough from my respective role
No x and o, I just leave ya flesh left with with holes
The necklace gold, 97 Hov
Soldiers feet hangin out the chopper door
I’m like Pac Shakur when I rock the tour
Never rock velour
Raging Bull 5s Imma matador
Me versus you this is not a war
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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 sex
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 Deities
We at ease
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 niggas 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 horn and the flute
Like
Uh
It’s just Pharaohs and Deities
Uh
Rockin Gold chains you the steez
Uh
It’s just Pharaohs and Deities
Uh
Rockin Gold chains you the steez
Fly shit 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 fuckin missile.
My lil bitch 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 fuck niggas 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 steez.
Just got the passport refreshed,
I’m bout to go to Belize.
Roll up the trees with a bitch practice the birds and the bees.
They bump my shit In Tokyo,
where they speak Japanese.
Uh
Lay down wit them dog and get fleas.
Do ya time don’t be tryna cop no pleas, nigga.
Uh
It’s just Pharaohs and Deities
Uh
Rockin Gold chains you the steez
Uh
It’s just Pharaohs and Deities
Uh
Rockin Gold chains you the steez
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 niggas 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 niggas chew I’m knocking out every tooth
Niggas 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 bitch 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 nigga 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 steeze
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
Shit is sad, no wonder why these niggas mad
These bitches picking us like scabs
If my nigga 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 steez
Uh
It’s just Pharaohs and Deities
Uh
Rockin Gold chains you the steez
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This is your captain speaking, I hope you’re enjoying your flight on Extraordinaire Airlines. We’re going to experience turbulence from hurricane Semi. Please put on your seatbelts and stay seated.
I keep some fly shit like a landing strip
Picking up mics6
with king Midas phalanges tips
My image on the pyramid wall
It’s like I’m Ramses 6th
Been killing rappers on the mic since Pelles and baggy fits and Avirex’s
Chicken and waffles my plate for breakfast
Sippin’ Lipton
On It Was Written I play The Message
Gettin’ green like the back of neck from a plated necklace
They the Evans, we the Jefferson's
Throwin Jefferson’s out the window driving down Jefferson
The flesh of these rappers I sprinkle pepper in
wrote this on papyrus with a feather pen
And they say it’s mightier than Sakai steel
I like the paper with the pyramid under eye still
I’m goin ham like the president on the 5 bill
Put ice on the watch face that’s how we let time heal
We only got crates to keep the vinyl stored
While niggas fallin off of crates awkwardly breakin they spinal cords
I laugh at y’all
Shooting arrows from the battlement of the castle wall
Explosive tips blow up ya armor your Armor satchel fall
Imma cannon ball
You cannon fodder I pass through y’all
All my punches fire like Streets of Rage when Axel brawl
We’re halfway through the storm. Prepare for more turbulent winds. These are deadly skies, in the event of a crash landing, please put on your mask and take your lifesaver from under your seat. We are approaching Miami International Airport in 5 minutes . I will try my best to land this plane and get us to safety. Please brace yourselves as I get us out of these deadly skies!
The status quo is grab the dough
My closet is a Ralph a Lauren fashion show
Dripping like noses snortin bags of blow
shorty clap it slow I’m underneath her on the mattress so
you know I’m bout to hit it like Cassius with a jab and go
Atlantic flow
you in a paddle boat or in the water flappin and we laughin though
Imma shark you a mackerel
Bury you under grass where the radish grow
I’m in a hammock near the castle mote
My archers glance below and shoot an arrow in ya hat and fro
Skin a panda then use the fur
to make a jacket dope
Don’t ask for smoke you hit the wax and choke
I Cotton mouth the back of throats with classic quotes
Baby Moses in the basket float
In Africa walk giraffe with rope
The Hi tech fit clean as a bath with soap
But nasty as a girl who lettin Magic poke without a magnum coat
I Always keep raps on the head Bin Laden's clothes
You couldn’t walk a mile in my air Jordan cactus fours
Max Julien mackin hoes
Shang Tsung snatchin souls
Liu Kang, dragon pose
King Tut, wrapped in gold
Sarcophagus crafted stone
The semi just clapped ya dome
The Semi just clapped ya dome nigga
We out...
This is your captain speaking
We just landed in Miami International Airport
The time is 6pm and the temperature is 70 degrees with heavy rain and winds from hurricane semi. Please stay seated until the seat belt lights go off. And thank you for flying Extraordinaire Airlines…
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I’m Upper echelon
Stretch the nine wet ya Teflon
Polo goose with the chevron get snatched by Decepticon
No starscream or megatron
Intelligent mind
In Qatar I read the Quran
You can’t touch me like a Muslim near the flesh of a swine
Either that or the reddest of wine
Cement 4s color head of a swan
Cuban link is the necklace design
White masseuse give the leg a massage
P wing on the chest when I accept the baton
Rockin duck boots feedin ducks bread in the pond
Get the bread from the rhyme
Like pro skaters I’m expected to grind
In this race I took gold you was left with the bronze
24s on the whip when I exit garage
Get to work like you accepted the job
Black bars, white keys, dark piano
Black timbs, white tees, dark piano
Black pen , white sheets, dark piano
Black Benz, white seats, thats a dark piano
My flavor more hotter than mild I Fathered ya style you Bol Bol I’m Manute with the rock Shootin a shot
Smokin rappers no Snoop with the pot
Put you in a suit and a box
Six feet you dudes will get dropped inside dirt manure and rocks
Comparing us is like comparing Future to Pac
The lineage of king David and Solomon
Teams raided ya providence
Swing maces with confidence
Novices, seen hangin from obelisk near the Lincoln statue in DC
I’m really thinkin past you completely
My pockets got rolls like the back of Rikishi
You wack and beneath me
You tap and I’m Fiji
My flow got these rap niggas traveling deep sea
My jacket RL with the CP
You couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes lil boy you wear 3C(echo)
Black bars, white keys, dark piano
Black timbs, white tees, dark piano
Black pen, white sheets, dark piano
Black Benz, white seats, thats a dark piano
Still spit the hottest shit when I rap to the coldest beat
Sideways with the right hand is how I hold the heat
Rappers always bite from my book , oh yea they over eat
Downtown Los Angeles overlook Figueroa street
From the 12th floor I can also see the Staples Center
Fly like 89 Hov anchor with the cable nigga
pony logos in my closet, yea it’s a stable nigga
Clydesdales and jockeys
Lobster tails and sake That’s the plate and the drink
A strain in the leaf
Creed Aventus sprayed in the mink
The diamonds cut like
Ice under blades in the rink
Amazing with speech
Could translate Malaysian and Greek
You want beef?
Name ya flavor Baby Ray’s or Mesquite
I stomp you out with some Jordan 8s laced to the feet
It break through ya teeth
And it give you a mouth full of sole like Marvin Gaye With a beat
Uh
Black bars, white keys, dark piano
Black timbs, white tees, dark piano
Black pen, white sheets , dark piano
Black Benz, white seats, thats a dark piano
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I Got stripes like the soles on the Jordan tens
My niggas stay above the wave like dorsal fins
We deities you mortal men
Imma hawk you a corniche hen
Sword through ya skin
Eatin pork is a sin
I’m headed north in a Benz
Fuck the industry
I Drink ounces out the cup of Hennessy
I need the house plus amenities
Grate Danes patrol the royal palace plus some assassins
Nigga I flex like the muscles of Samson
You might of heard about me in the testament
Dump shots ya buttocks excrеment
Niggas bitin the lines my tеxt decadent
Uh
I’m the boss you who I’m next to employ
I get pleasure and joy
From killin rappers like Achilles did Hector in Troy
Uh
Fly visions
Cartier eye lenses
Fly visions
Cartier eye lenses
Fly visions
We don’t see it the same niggas my eyes different
Fly visions
Cartier eye lenses
Fly visions
Cartier eye lenses
Fly visions
Cartier eye lenses
We don’t see it the same niggas my eyes different
Semi automatic squeeze the weapon
You Rodney King while I’m King in Tekken
Defeat police in seconds
Lo Sportsman shirt green with pheasants
Imma king you beneath a peasant
You a peasant nigga
You a commoner Imma noble
You a Common Imma Reggie Noble
We both know Im ready to smoke you
Anniversary flag socks inside of the boat shoe
On my right hand I rock the gauntlet plus the stones too
I’m at the round table eatin from the plates and platers
We was skinny now our weight is fatter
My pets is hungry Imma feed you to a cage of panthers
They consumed you for food
I must say it’s was a beautiful view
You ever seen a panther chew threw a dude ?
A brutal sight but amusing to few
Fly visions
Cartier eye lenses
We don’t see it the same niggas my eyes different
Fly visions
Cartier eye lenses
Fly visions
Cartier Eye lenses
Fly visions
Cartier Eye lenses
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When you this fly you have the same vision a hawk has
The stripped hoodie with the anniversary cross flags
I took it off and jumped the in ocean it cause splash
Ya girl eyeballin with long lash, watching the don swag
I yell ace and wore the lo knit with the golf bag
Applaud that while
I’m eatin butter and soft crab
I had snipers layin in tall grass
Told em leave ya body come back with ya dog tags
My words cold like Sub Zero when he take off mask
The front page Polo fisherman catchin all bass
I called Stash about ya mixtape we had long laughs
You frontin like you hard witchya soft ass
I bet if we cross paths
You throw ya fist miss and get jaw jabbed
Online you a hater but in person you all fan
Ya fit ain’t Off White it’s off brand
I rock the CP 93 collection on soft sand
I’m KRS One and y’all Shan
Give it up already you lost man
You niggas shaytan Im Gods Plan
You ain’t got the sauce man
Dawg Imma Indian head knit
And you niggas Cherokee
Just all ass
Ooww,
Forkful of white rice with the black Jerk,
western shirt go nice with this patchwork,
Hoodie on top, but the hats purp,
Beige stallion,
Steeds run on my chino shorts - they Valiant,
Table cloth with the anchors silly dissect the pay up,
Grayed up in that purple label geometric layup,
Give the gift - I ain’t pull a sleigh up,
Sleeve cuffed with the watery face dancin it’s full of Leah,
Shorty took notice - quite expeditious,
Hit it facin the tank baby reflective fishes,
Long Island iced teas white wine in separate pitchers,
The way the sun hits my RLX set is vicious,
Low pink clouds,
Stripes drippin like I ripped the sink out,
It’s our season nigga lift the rink out,
Baby blue knit horse is pink ouch,
White rangers leather, I ain’t even have to mighty morph the kinks out,
CP9 - trey on the silk square,
Shades on w the smirk, almond milk bear, (nigga)
Gold leaves on the obnoxiously Huge crest,
Color block rug with the blue chest,
Goose vest,
They all see it like a group text,
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Rob you for the fruits of your labor with a banana clip
If you played the album this long then you a fan of it
Everytime they hear me they comparing me to Nas and Wu
I’m sliding through
Air Jordan 5 the shoe
Polo color Majin Buu
Bars deserve a bomb from Clue
And Funk Flex
I Stomp necks In Air Force ones with the plum checks
Enter The Dragon like Bruce Lee and I stomp chest
It’s chess over checkers
Spit the best over records
Lift The tech or the desert
Hit ya head for the cheddar
Lift the bed for the extra
Get some head for the pleasure
Cuz the mind is a terrible thing to waste
So I’m use it and go get me the keys to a wraith
And some green in a safe
Get me a clean estate next to a beach and great views of the seas and straits
Ayo the mind is a terrible thing to waste
So I’m use it to go get me the keys to a wraith
And some green in a safe
Get me a clean estate next to a beach and great views of the seas and straits
Ayo the mind is a terrible thing to waste
So I’m use it to go get me the keys to a wraith
And some green in a safe
Get me a clean estate next to a beach and great views of the seas and straits
Ayo the mind is a terrible thing to waste
Ayo the mind is a terrible thing
Made em feel mortified
When I dropped The Coronation, Park Orange He Who Ascends and Assorted Fries
Verse after verse put them jerks in a hearse
Under dirt in the earth if it squirt at ya shirt
Ya favorite rappers gettin weirder
wearin Birkenstocks or a dress in the mirror
How you god body but you weigh a buck twenty?
Out the driver side window bust semi’s
You can’t fuck wit me
All I need to kill you in a joust is a pen get a Jerry can a match and burn the house that you in bitch niggas hatin on me cuz I rock Ralph Lauren
And this Detroit state of mind that I’m in
It's a terrible thing to waste
So I’m use it to go get me the keys to a wraith
And some green in a safe
Get me a clean estate next to a beach and great views of the seas and straits
Ayo the mind is a terrible thing to waste
So I’m use it and go get me the keys to a wraith
And some green in a safe
Get me a clean estate next to a beach and great views of the seas and straits
Ayo the mind is a terrible thing to waste
So I’m use it to go get me the keys to a wraith
And some green in a safe
Get me a clean estate next to a beach and great views of the seas and straits
Ayo the mind is a terrible thing to waste
Ayo the mind is a terrible thing
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Adapt African slang
We don’t rap the same
My ancestors broke the masters chains
And headed north for a chance for change
Detroit Michigan the path was made
Following the North Star
In the forest with a horse and cart
To me Hip Hop is a gorgeous art
God said let there be light
when the world was dark
At the dart board watch me hurl a dart
A hundred pounds on each end when I curl a bar
Building muscle from the same city where the children hustle
On Fenkell Ave you can feel the struggle
Inside the streets hear the wheels above you
After snow storms I fill a shovel
With the whitest snow
Take time with verses so I write it slow
On top papyrus this is Midas gold
Revenge temp below minus four , so I like the cold
And Yo
This type of soul from the flyest spitter could never be auctioned to the highest bidder priceless
music industry devils cant buy this
With Yen British Pounds or diamonds
So Keep ya contract I can’t sign it
So sit back while I write the scroll
My name in the Bible like Christ and Job
Every line is a flame that could light ya stove
The devil is a lie it’s no price for souls
It’s no price for souls it’s no price for souls
The devil is a lie it’s no price for souls
Its no price for souls its no price for souls
The devil is a lie its no price for souls
E Fav
Some niggas in the fields/ some niggas washing dishes/ some niggas riding round/ some niggas swim with fishes/ some niggas walk you down/ some niggas hit from distance/niggas choose /mostly because they life positioning /pivoting/don’t be mad at me because you sold your soul to whites/ for green faces/ while I’m scaling buildings bumping blue laces/ I’m the spook who started digging tunnels/ rifle up under/ nigga that’s one to/ none to/ ain’t no comparing it fasting for clarity/ clearly this is air to me /breathe/ these niggas even sell and bottle oxygen/ who set the cost on the natural habitat/ I battle that/ knock you out your sneakers and your stupid hat/ nothing you can pay me change the simple way I interact/ when niggas show me morals and integrity what really lack/ I would never argue spit the bitter batter chitter chat/ soul is not for purchase what you notice as it fade to black/
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Semi Six new album Extraordinaire, is filled with jazzy and smoky production from Detroits own: Kay Y, Belve, JPalm and AntBell! He also features Philly’s very own Billie Dave Hart and Allan Moor. E Fav of Detroit’s Clear Soul Forces also makes an appearance on the album.
The Detroit emcee continues to use bar for bar flows and vivid rap imagery in this 12 track LP. Over the years, Semi has been focused on elevating as an artist and MC, and become a rap “extraordinaire”.
