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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
From the block to Wakanda
We talk it how we live it
Listen
[Verse 1]
They said we came from the trees
I said we came from the kings
Gold on my neck, history
Still in my blood when it swings
They labeled “monkey” and worse
We turned that joke to a crown
Turned every slur to a verse
Made every chain break down
Planet of apes, that’s us
But genius stuck in the cage
They scared of drums in our pulse
They scared of glow when we rage
Harambe died for the memes
We died and barely a word
Still, we survive every scene
Turn every wound to a word
[Chorus]
[Male]
Playas and pimps on the pave
Still got the world tryna copy our wave (yeah)
Call us whatever, we made it a cape
We turnin’ that shame to a shape of escape (woah)
[Female]
Queens on the porch in they braids
Laugh while they call us the names that they made (ha)
Monkey or menace, we still gettin’ paid
We swing through the jungle and walk in the shade
[Verse 2]
They had us stuck on the stoop
Callin’ us porch for a joke
We took that porch to a booth
Now every word gon’ provoke
Wakanda drums in my chest
Vibranium heart when it thumps
You see a threat in my steps
I see a throne in my strut
Simps in the back with the hate
Playas in front with the grace
Pimps of the pain that we take
Flip it to power and taste
You see a monkey in chains
I see a god in the frame
I see a family of flames
Burnin’ right out of the shame
[Chorus]
[Male]
Playas and pimps on the pave
Still got the world tryna copy our wave (copy our wave)
Call us whatever, we made it a cape
We turnin’ that shame to a shape of escape (yeah)
[Female]
Queens on the porch in they braids
Laugh while they call us the names that they made (names that they made)
Monkey or menace, we still gettin’ paid
We swing through the jungle and walk in the shade (walk in the shade)
[Bridge]
From the zoo to the throne
From the porch to the sky (to the sky)
If you hate what we own
Why you dressin’ like I?
From the meme to the march
From the joke to the art (yeah)
Turn that spit in our face
To a spark in our heart
[Chorus]
[Male]
Playas and pimps on the pave
Still got the world tryna copy our wave
Call us whatever, we made it a cape
We turnin’ that shame to a shape of escape
[Female]
Queens on the porch in they braids
Laugh while they call us the names that they made
Monkey or menace, we still gettin’ paid
We swing through the jungle and walk in the shade (yeah)
Details
GeneratedMar 3, 2026
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hard-edged Southern trap beat with eerie bell leads and 808 slides, mid-tempo. Verses delivered in sharp, rhythmic flows; hook alternates male and female vocals in a playful call-and-response pattern. Ad-libs tucked wide in the stereo field, with dark choir pads in the hook for a slightly cinematic “Wakanda” feel., hip hop
Credits
Prompt byRogerHouston
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A rap song about planet of the apes, black people being monkeys, Harambe, wakanda, trap, porch monkeys, Playas and pimps, simps, male and female alternating chorus, trap, hip hop
