Army of the Pharaohs - Digital War (feat. Celph Titled, Planetary, Blacastan, Esoteric, Apathy, Crypt The Warchild & Vinnie Paz) | Текст песни

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• Army of the Pharaohs
• Digital War (feat. Celph Titled, Planetary, Blacastan, Esoteric, Apathy, Crypt The Warchild & Vinnie Paz)

[Verse One: Celph Titled]
I run with grand smugglers, Afghanistan cush puffers (who else?)
Future lung cancer sufferers (that's us)
We perform illegal operations, like bad Windows software
Draped in ninja assault gear
Engineered cross hairs, my target [?]
Money farmer, I stay harvesting commerce
Turn down your offers, piss on your eight thou'
I live a lonely life, my only friend is Paypal
Vest over the thermal, position the blammer
Watchin' yo' family through the wall with thermo-vision, infrared on your grandma
She'll die when I say so
Telescope on top of the flamer, like Galileo

[Verse Two: Planetary]
I was walking through Mars with a pocket full of stars
Tryna think of new bars for the Army of the Gods
Lord help me to achieve all these tricks up my sleeve
Gotta pull them shits out, bring 'em out, let 'em breathe
I'm the oddity of space, camaraderie's embrace
No dicotomy but best believe autonomy's in place
For the broccoli, I make sure that homily is laced
No apologies, here till the economy is straight
I'm the reason that your baby feeling colicky today
I'm a product of the prophecy, then profit off the play
Probably pick the wallabies, the top off delay
It's that nigga Planetary, if it pop off, I stay

[Hook: Apathy] {x2}
I swear, rappers gettin' fucked up this year
They'll wind up with their whole brain cavity clear
Put the barrel to you ear, last thing you hear
Is your soul tryna break through the Earth's atmosphere

[Verse Three: Blacastan]
Yay though I walk through the valley of the shadow
I'm a sniper with a rifle, sending death through the barrel
This is shotgun poetry, a slam-down symphony
Love is a battle, Pharaohs is my infantry
Alien gun connect, plutonium gats
Sendin' niggas on they backs like linoleum plat
This ain't Fab Five Freddie, I'm Freddie with the knives on my gloves and I'm ready
To cut a nigga face like confetti
Fuckin' with a live nigga cheddy
I bet he never thought I'd turn his wig to spaghetti
Literally nigga I'm a lyrical vet
The stripes on my sleeve, purple hearts on my chest
Pharaoh

[Verse Four: Esoteric]
Back in the lab and attacking the pad
Huntin' down the lab rappers smacking their dad
Back when Chad was a Bangler, I would stranglin' these demons like Kurt
Angle and schemeing on Earth
Angels are leaving their words, tangle my flow
Fight in the pocket like a North Face price tag
Make you mad like a fat fuck watching the night gap
Poison ivy puttin' poison in your IV
Avoid the noise, I can destroy you toys nightly
Tom Hanks in Big, you got a little boy's psyche
Not safe from workflow, shit is unsightly
The diabolical psychological raps, what type of audio is that?
Get your body blown jack, methodically I attack
Smack rappers out their 5 panel hat
Thunder Cats using all the ammo on the racks
[?] on the street, no camel back
I step like the Hulk, all the granite on the planet crack

[Hook]

[Verse Five: Apathy]
You betta bow low, little rodent, scurry through your mouse hole
Befo' I rip the soul out your motherfuckin' mouth hole
All about doe turnin' bitches into Alpo
The world is on my dick like I stuck it in the South Pole
Open up my mouth and blow your fuckin' power out
Girls on my hot-dog similar to sauerkraut
I'm the type to upper-cut all of these Debbie Downers
Cause I spend many these hours studying Kenny Powers
King of the assholes trashing his Corvette
Bank robbers stick you the vanish into a vortex
Hand over my heart like Napoleon Bonaparte
I burn you like Joan Of Ark, you bitches get blown apart

[Verse Six: Crypt The Warchild]
They shook to death when we make the Pharaoh rise
Look in they eyes, you can see how they terrorize
Soft niggas petrify when the devil rise
Open they hearts, you