Army Of The Pharaohs - The Ultimatum | Текст песни

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• Army Of The Pharaohs
• The Ultimatum

Then dip marinara or garlic, Marijuanacaholic
Carry arms like your sidekick, shoulder hold to drop kick
Your show's supposed to be mosh pits but is only known for obnoxious
Knowingly holding most of them hostage
Know I'm close to the top ten, Coka Nostra and Rakim
Roast the most of the Pac shit
Overdose for the profit
Hold him over don't drop him, watch this
Nonsense and don't slow up the process
Hate on my project, lay you unconscious
Screaming on the phone like you won a radio contest!

Vinnie Paz:
The only fucking thing I love is my long knife
The .45 cal click pow, put you on ice
Before the devil know you dead you should call Christ
All I hear is barking out of y'all, a real dog bites
If you wanna split the tribe you should call Fife
I'm the real father of creation of God's life
LeBron in the beginning of the game, yeah I toss white
Calm at the beginning of the pain, Dalai Lam-like
Then I put your fucking brain in a strong vice
Eat your liver over fava beans and some warm rice
Y'all mother fuckers head cracked like I toss dice
Vinnie taking all your money like a divorced wife!

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