Текст песни Army of the Pharaohs - Suplex

The Unholy Terror
Жанр: Hip-Hop / Underground Rap
Исполнитель: Army of the Pharaohs
Альбом: The Unholy Terror
Длительность: 04:28
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[Verse 1: ~Des Devious~] It's Des, you know the nigga that'll never spit a whack rhyme* I'm too devoted on the concept of being? You shook as an old fact, Pharaohs is born to shine And body a motherfucker, won't do a bit of time My area's on the mic like none other grind Older than adolescent boys and past? A slang editor level box, this beat bang If? is touching goons stick you for loose change Yeah that's your last six bucks, bitch boy duck Run for cover, rounds spinning graze your wife and mother Syze, Demoz, Vinnie Paz, and Des D Bringing this animal rap so niggas bless me [Verse 2: ~Demoz~] D is for the way I demolish niggas E is for the way I exit the room without being spotted, nigga (Can't spot me, nigga) M is for the multiple bullets inside the gun O is for the obstacle you thought I couldn't overcome Z is for the way I'm zoned out (Zoned out) I'm pulling the chrome out, I shoot a nigga's flesh till his bones out I don't give a fuck about police (I don't give a fuck) Nigga you know me, I shoot under pressure like Kobe Then hop in the whip and just take off If you ain't in my circle then I'm giving everybody like eight off (Everybody) Chainsaw massacre, I'm ripping his face off Fuck a bar of soap, I stuff a sock with an eight-ball [Chorus:] If you a nigga with an issue and got access to a pistol Listen closely put your clip in the gun (Put your clip in the gun) If a nigga hating on you cause you nice and he the opposite Listen closely take a sip of this rum, shoot his bitch and his son Now if a cop is following you and you know you riding a dirty Grab your pistol and get ready for war, nigga we ready for war So if they catch you and sitting for an army in a cell Kill yourself, give em a story to tell, give em a story to tell [Verse 3: ~King Syze~] Eh yo this ain't no breaking news, just happens we been murking it Hurting shit permanent, populate some turbulence We beat you incoherent like people popping them Percocets New game we birthed it, honestly we earning this And we get up in the lab and make music for us We chasing the main phrase you know in God we trust And the skills never change, staying strong and forever reign Haters love to talk but believe man they never gain Mic ministry spitting misery every single day For that little bit of pay we spit metal your way We get hectic for a monster is mounting the scrilla Money is the root of all evil man, it makes me a killer [Verse 4: ~Vinnie Paz~] It's on now, I'm coming at you with machetes and hatchets Everything I do is brutal, incredibly graphic Of mice and men motherfuckers you tend to the rabbits Suicidal, I wish the Unabomber sent me a package I don't know if you faggot but y'all is very puss I just know I'm running through motherfuckers like Reggie Bush I don't think I'm lazy, I just need a steady push Then I'm ready with the Beretti for any petty crook I'm ready for anybody to come out and assault I run with brothers that's gully and they? You a pussy, you running from the sound of the Hawk I turn a rock into rubble, you get ground into dirt [Repeat Chorus:]
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