ARMY OF THE PHARAOHS lyrics : "Agony Fires"
I lick a shot in the sky,
A war don, you're gone cousin Optimus Prime,
You a (*##$, one of 700 Solomon's wives,
I was in Constantinople during Ottoman's shine,
My glock is a nine, my thirty-eight Wesson a beautiful (*##$,
You rhyme like a hoe, find a more suitable pitch,
You bout to find out why German Lugers exsist,
Dig a hole, bury yourself, beautiful ditch,
It ain't a single man living could $#&@ with the beast,
Gay rapper, altar boy you $#&@in' a priest,
$#&@ a cop, dirty pig we buckin' police,
Dirt bag can't make money, he stuck in the streets
[Verse Two - Planetary]
What you think? I'm sittin' in this cage for nothing?,
If they release me it's curtains, that's why I live in the dungeon,
All black nothin' lit up, I set up walls,
And hang body's that I hit up, can't fit us all,
Warchild got machetes with old blood on the tip,
Paz sittin' with artillery to blow you to bits,
%#@!, King Syze with the getaway,
All black UConn, shoes on everyday,
Gun play nowadays more frequent,
More real ^!$$%s mad fallin' off the deep end,
And your life depends on me,
I ice out the whole joint and put ya men on freeze
[Chorus - Planetary]
You can start a riot in here, now who's wit me?
Who the $#&@ gon' ride when this %#@! get shifty?,
Where my ^!$$%s at? I know who ride wit me,
This Pharaohs %#@! fo' life, they gon' die right wit me x2
[Verse Three - Celph Titled]
Spur of the moment I could strike with a strategic blow,
I hold the heaters low and ground you up inside a Peter Roll,
Explosive botanist, obvious that I plant bombs,
I stand out in crowds like I got flourescent pants on,
Satanic candles lit in my recording room,
I'm makin' hits, singing songs of death in Autotune,
Put a bear-trap on ya ankle, drop you off at Foot-Locker,
Mug the manager like, "What the !#@*'S POPPIN'?,
Punks drop it, while I stand tall,
You see me, you seen the greatest rapper, mondern man's call,
Electric meat-shaver that's a modern man's saw,
Percision chop limbs after I body slam y'all,
[Verse Four - Apathy]
Hand saw, bloody opera singer, Satans trigger finger,
Rock the bells in Hell, call me a dead ringer,
Freddy Krueger sweater, rock a Beretta @@#!a,
I'll dead a copper, head to Checy Slovakia for they spot me,
On security cams, my maturity shows,
When I take these young rappers an I murder their flows,
Including Weezy's and Jeezy's, if I had a genie,
I'd make major label rappers Ice Cube's and Eazy's,
Monster with the frees when I'm conquering emcees,
I be airin' rappers out, like I'm sponsored by febreeze,
If you stop to get some Z's, I just haunt you in your dreams,
Smuggle Yay from mediene and vacation in Belize..believe me
[Chorus]
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