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Army Of The Pharaohs

Listen Up

 

Listen Up

(专辑: The Torture Papers - 2006)


[Crypt the Warchild:]
Yeah...Once again
It's like this..

AotP, we running this rap shit now
Celph Titled, we running this rap shit now
ES, we running this rap shit now
Warchild, niggas running this rap shit now

[Celph Titled:]
It's about to be a motherfucking slaughter in this bitch
We got the awfullest clips, rusty burners with the rotten rubber grips
We some hardcore crooks, drinking rubbing alcohol
Never use a rubber at all, we fucking bitches raw
Choking up your faculty, turn your whole "gang green"
Unload the magazine to your knees, give you a gangsta lean
Military minded, on the A-Train with a deranged brain
I was building the walls of hell way before the flames came
And bitches love me with a MAC-11
Telling the police sketch artist I look like Jon B. with a deadly weapon
Keeping it ghetto even when it's war, ock
Rocking jean shorts and a tanktop, loading shells in the tank top
Aiming the cannon to blast you where you standing
You could be in Montana camping, but your head'll land in the Hamptons
Won't grin for the camera when you clicking it at me
But I'll smile with a gun in my hand, I'm trigger happy

[Crypt the Warchild & Vinnie Paz:]
Listen up, it's murder music 'till your wrist is cut
Fire octane, nigga y'all can sip it up
We do this rap shit here so we can live it up
We walk around with hot flames running, give it up

[Esoteric:]
You could never fathom the level beyond your God or your Devil
If every thought is a pebble (my style's boulder, I told you)
A radical rebel and yes the jacket's full-metal
And men I'm hacking through several (I'm like a soldier, I'll fold you)
A blow to your composure, heat of the moment
I be meat-cleaving a bleeding opponent, he didn't want it
These heathens try to eat off me but they repeatedly clone it
This industry is mine, I can put my feet way up on it
I put my people up on it, my sinister and lethal ministry of evil
Turn a Vinnie Diesel to a skinny weasel
I'm the pinnacle and steeple of this faction, feeble men I'm smashing
Playing God? you ain't Jim Caviezel with The Passion
Automatic how I'm causing havoc, I body maggots
Who thought they brought the static, they probably addicts
And fiending for a bag of this antagonistic savageness
You talking platinum but ain't cracking pitchers' batting averages

[Crypt the Warchild & Vinnie Paz:]
Listen up, it's murder music 'till your wrist is cut
Fire octane, nigga y'all can sip it up
We do this rap shit here so we can live it up
We walk around with hot flames running, give it up

[Crypt the Warchild:]
Don't make me get your fucking face broken
I ain't joking when I'm flamethrowing
I'll spit a verse at you to slit your fucking veins open
I'll spit a curse or two just to keep the rain pouring
I'll lift the skirt of you to see you pussies ain't working
I'll live to murder you until I see the game's over
We never heard of you and cause of that, the name's worshipped
(It's the Army, cocksuckers) Get it correct
Or y'all can find sharp things straight embedded in necks
I rep my team to the death, I will slice your people
Wave my flags in the air, plus the knives are lethal
Hottest shit to hit the streets since Nas did Ether
Now we pick at your soul and let your conscience eat ya
And take over, Crypt, Es, and Celph
You reap what you sow, so protect ya health, NIGGA

[Vinnie Paz:]
Yeah motherfuckers! That's how we get fucking down
AotP, Vinnie P., Crypt the Warchild, Celph Titled
Esoteric, Chief Kamach', Planetary, Apathy

[Crypt the Warchild & Vinnie Paz:]
Listen up, it's murder music 'till your wrist is cut
Fire octane, nigga y'all can sip it up
We do this rap shit here so we can live it up
We walk around with hot flames running, give it up

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