Yeah...it's murders...plenty murders
Pharaoh clique, baby
For whom the bells toll, Vinnie Paz, I call hell home
Put the ratchet to the side of your face like a cell phone
Vinnie Pazienza, be proud that you you fell to him
Me and Shareef, we stronger than pillars in Greece
You need to over-stand that pharaohs are still in the streets
You need to know that we got beef but we willin' to peace
You need to know that we got hate and it's still for police
It's Juju Mob, and Army of the Pharaoh clique
We on some revolution Amadou Diallo shit
I like to watch your brain explodin' when the hollow hit
It's Vinnie Paz, Louie Dogs, Kamachi follow it
Yo its my house like RUN! Controllin' the 80's
Slang fire like a hustle in Haiti
Couple holes for the souls, pitchfork for the daisies
Ashes for urns, I'm a murderer maybe
A lavish little Lucifer burnin' the hazy
Faced out, still could get a hold of the ladies
Hit from Madame Blavatsky in a older Mercedes
Get a funeral organ and the best dressed deacon
Juju tongue, voodoo come, eye of the pharaohs
Blood pour, heart of a chump, jump from the arrows
We got a message for ya
Yeah, our squads ain't checkin' for ya
And if its beef, we'll produce the Smith and Wesson's on ya
AOTP, Juju Mob, we bossin' ya clique
The king Reef raw, on the streets I'm King Cauze
Wild the **** out, beat my chest like King Kong
Is this thing on?
I'm tryin' to channel the youth
I rock the crown of Caesar, and Hannibal's boots
They call me animal tooth
Use your bones as a back scratcher
I'm allergic to dirt shit and wack rappers
My hand's too pretty, I just let the gat smack ya
Double cross us and we'll bomb on you bitches
You a ****ing fruitcake like what my aunt sent for Christmas
My dogs relentless and we ain't tryin' to be friends
My gun attach to my hip like a siamese twin
It's a critical beatdown, QD niggas hit the street now
Bangin beats out, thug niggas throw they heaters out
It's bitch niggas like y'all scared to leave the house
Once they retrieve 'em out, *BLAAT*
Let 'em see the clouds
I make the most gangsta bitch hit the concrete
And start snitchin', pointin' fingers like they on Wall Street
My squad deep, we the "Gods and Generals"
Type of niggas too drunk, we dodge the interviews
We came a long way from cipherin' all day
When days was all play, now we rhymin' for strong pay
We reign, you minor leaguers, we breezin' the Hall of Fame
(Chorus)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.99]Yeah...it's murders...plenty murders
[00:09.27]Pharaoh clique, baby
[00:10.11][Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
[00:10.56]For whom the bells toll, Vinnie Paz, I call hell home
[00:13.62]Put the ratchet to the side of your face like a cell phone
[00:19.32]Vinnie Pazienza, be proud that you you fell to him
[00:21.57]Me and Shareef, we stronger than pillars in Greece
[00:24.45]You need to over-stand that pharaohs are still in the streets
[00:27.12]You need to know that we got beef but we willin' to peace
[00:29.76]You need to know that we got hate and it's still for police
[00:32.52]It's Juju Mob, and Army of the Pharaoh clique
[00:35.07]We on some revolution Amadou Diallo shit
[00:37.86]I like to watch your brain explodin' when the hollow hit
[00:40.47]It's Vinnie Paz, Louie Dogs, Kamachi follow it
[00:42.27][Verse 2: Chief Kamachi]
[00:42.78]Yo its my house like RUN! Controllin' the 80's
[00:48.75]Slang fire like a hustle in Haiti
[00:50.73]Couple holes for the souls, pitchfork for the daisies
[00:53.88]Ashes for urns, I'm a murderer maybe
[00:56.16]A lavish little Lucifer burnin' the hazy
[00:58.74]Faced out, still could get a hold of the ladies
[01:01.44]Hit from Madame Blavatsky in a older Mercedes
[01:06.78]Get a funeral organ and the best dressed deacon
[01:09.63]Juju tongue, voodoo come, eye of the pharaohs
[01:12.27]Blood pour, heart of a chump, jump from the arrows
[01:14.52][Chorus: Chief Kamachi]
[01:15.00]We got a message for ya
[01:15.96]Yeah, our squads ain't checkin' for ya
[01:17.97]And if its beef, we'll produce the Smith and Wesson's on ya
[01:21.24]AOTP, Juju Mob, we bossin' ya clique
[01:24.96][Verse 3: Reef The Lost Cauze]
[01:25.62]The king Reef raw, on the streets I'm King Cauze
[01:28.23]Wild the **** out, beat my chest like King Kong
[01:30.78]Is this thing on?
[01:31.89]I'm tryin' to channel the youth
[01:33.30]I rock the crown of Caesar, and Hannibal's boots
[01:35.91]They call me animal tooth
[01:37.29]Use your bones as a back scratcher
[01:39.24]I'm allergic to dirt shit and wack rappers
[01:41.82]My hand's too pretty, I just let the gat smack ya
[01:47.28]Double cross us and we'll bomb on you bitches
[01:49.38]You a ****ing fruitcake like what my aunt sent for Christmas
[01:52.17]My dogs relentless and we ain't tryin' to be friends
[01:54.51]My gun attach to my hip like a siamese twin
[01:56.94][Verse 4: Planetary]
[01:57.48]It's a critical beatdown, QD niggas hit the street now
[02:00.33]Bangin beats out, thug niggas throw they heaters out
[02:03.15]It's bitch niggas like y'all scared to leave the house
[02:05.73]Once they retrieve 'em out, *BLAAT*
[02:07.35]Let 'em see the clouds
[02:08.58]I make the most gangsta bitch hit the concrete
[02:10.86]And start snitchin', pointin' fingers like they on Wall Street
[02:13.74]My squad deep, we the "Gods and Generals"
[02:16.05]Type of niggas too drunk, we dodge the interviews
[02:19.11]We came a long way from cipherin' all day
[02:21.57]When days was all play, now we rhymin' for strong pay
[02:26.61]We reign, you minor leaguers, we breezin' the Hall of Fame
[02:37.08](Chorus)
Yeah...it's murders...plenty murders
Pharaoh clique, baby
For whom the bells toll, Vinnie Paz, I call hell home
Put the ratchet to the side of your face like a cell phone
Vinnie Pazienza, be proud that you you fell to him
Me and Shareef, we stronger than pillars in Greece
You need to over-stand that pharaohs are still in the streets
You need to know that we got beef but we willin' to peace
You need to know that we got hate and it's still for police
It's Juju Mob, and Army of the Pharaoh clique
We on some revolution Amadou Diallo shit
I like to watch your brain explodin' when the hollow hit
It's Vinnie Paz, Louie Dogs, Kamachi follow it
Yo its my house like RUN! Controllin' the 80's
Slang fire like a hustle in Haiti
Couple holes for the souls, pitchfork for the daisies
Ashes for urns, I'm a murderer maybe
A lavish little Lucifer burnin' the hazy
Faced out, still could get a hold of the ladies
Hit from Madame Blavatsky in a older Mercedes
Get a funeral organ and the best dressed deacon
Juju tongue, voodoo come, eye of the pharaohs
Blood pour, heart of a chump, jump from the arrows
We got a message for ya
Yeah, our squads ain't checkin' for ya
And if its beef, we'll produce the Smith and Wesson's on ya
AOTP, Juju Mob, we bossin' ya clique
The king Reef raw, on the streets I'm King Cauze
Wild the **** out, beat my chest like King Kong
Is this thing on?
I'm tryin' to channel the youth
I rock the crown of Caesar, and Hannibal's boots
They call me animal tooth
Use your bones as a back scratcher
I'm allergic to dirt shit and wack rappers
My hand's too pretty, I just let the gat smack ya
Double cross us and we'll bomb on you bitches
You a ****ing fruitcake like what my aunt sent for Christmas
My dogs relentless and we ain't tryin' to be friends
My gun attach to my hip like a siamese twin
It's a critical beatdown, QD niggas hit the street now
Bangin beats out, thug niggas throw they heaters out
It's bitch niggas like y'all scared to leave the house
Once they retrieve 'em out, *BLAAT*
Let 'em see the clouds
I make the most gangsta bitch hit the concrete
And start snitchin', pointin' fingers like they on Wall Street
My squad deep, we the "Gods and Generals"
Type of niggas too drunk, we dodge the interviews
We came a long way from cipherin' all day
When days was all play, now we rhymin' for strong pay
We reign, you minor leaguers, we breezin' the Hall of Fame
(Chorus)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.99]Yeah...it's murders...plenty murders
[00:09.27]Pharaoh clique, baby
[00:10.11][Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
[00:10.56]For whom the bells toll, Vinnie Paz, I call hell home
[00:13.62]Put the ratchet to the side of your face like a cell phone
[00:19.32]Vinnie Pazienza, be proud that you you fell to him
[00:21.57]Me and Shareef, we stronger than pillars in Greece
[00:24.45]You need to over-stand that pharaohs are still in the streets
[00:27.12]You need to know that we got beef but we willin' to peace
[00:29.76]You need to know that we got hate and it's still for police
[00:32.52]It's Juju Mob, and Army of the Pharaoh clique
[00:35.07]We on some revolution Amadou Diallo shit
[00:37.86]I like to watch your brain explodin' when the hollow hit
[00:40.47]It's Vinnie Paz, Louie Dogs, Kamachi follow it
[00:42.27][Verse 2: Chief Kamachi]
[00:42.78]Yo its my house like RUN! Controllin' the 80's
[00:48.75]Slang fire like a hustle in Haiti
[00:50.73]Couple holes for the souls, pitchfork for the daisies
[00:53.88]Ashes for urns, I'm a murderer maybe
[00:56.16]A lavish little Lucifer burnin' the hazy
[00:58.74]Faced out, still could get a hold of the ladies
[01:01.44]Hit from Madame Blavatsky in a older Mercedes
[01:06.78]Get a funeral organ and the best dressed deacon
[01:09.63]Juju tongue, voodoo come, eye of the pharaohs
[01:12.27]Blood pour, heart of a chump, jump from the arrows
[01:14.52][Chorus: Chief Kamachi]
[01:15.00]We got a message for ya
[01:15.96]Yeah, our squads ain't checkin' for ya
[01:17.97]And if its beef, we'll produce the Smith and Wesson's on ya
[01:21.24]AOTP, Juju Mob, we bossin' ya clique
[01:24.96][Verse 3: Reef The Lost Cauze]
[01:25.62]The king Reef raw, on the streets I'm King Cauze
[01:28.23]Wild the **** out, beat my chest like King Kong
[01:30.78]Is this thing on?
[01:31.89]I'm tryin' to channel the youth
[01:33.30]I rock the crown of Caesar, and Hannibal's boots
[01:35.91]They call me animal tooth
[01:37.29]Use your bones as a back scratcher
[01:39.24]I'm allergic to dirt shit and wack rappers
[01:41.82]My hand's too pretty, I just let the gat smack ya
[01:47.28]Double cross us and we'll bomb on you bitches
[01:49.38]You a ****ing fruitcake like what my aunt sent for Christmas
[01:52.17]My dogs relentless and we ain't tryin' to be friends
[01:54.51]My gun attach to my hip like a siamese twin
[01:56.94][Verse 4: Planetary]
[01:57.48]It's a critical beatdown, QD niggas hit the street now
[02:00.33]Bangin beats out, thug niggas throw they heaters out
[02:03.15]It's bitch niggas like y'all scared to leave the house
[02:05.73]Once they retrieve 'em out, *BLAAT*
[02:07.35]Let 'em see the clouds
[02:08.58]I make the most gangsta bitch hit the concrete
[02:10.86]And start snitchin', pointin' fingers like they on Wall Street
[02:13.74]My squad deep, we the "Gods and Generals"
[02:16.05]Type of niggas too drunk, we dodge the interviews
[02:19.11]We came a long way from cipherin' all day
[02:21.57]When days was all play, now we rhymin' for strong pay
[02:26.61]We reign, you minor leaguers, we breezin' the Hall of Fame
[02:37.08](Chorus)
Chief Kamachi:
Yeah, uh
The dark arts
AOTP, yeah
Feel like the nineties right here don't it
Yeah uh uh, uh uh take 'em back
Yeah, yo
Chief Kamachi:
Yo...
They call us gorillas, we brawling, you in coffins with killers
You at the auction, I'm boss and smoking cigars at the dealer
***** I'm iller, count s...
You might be the proud new father
I am their future martyr
Who slaughters like blood is the new water
Who's darker, who owns a tooth sharpener
Who's p...
Intro-Vinnie Paz/Jus Allah
************* is back,
Jedi-Mind,
Vinnie Paz,
Jus Allah,
Jedi Mind Tricks,
It aint a game baby,
************* is back,
Jedi...
Yeah, haha
Turn the lights on, party's over mother****ers
Celph Titled the ammunition magician
The Esoterrorist
It's the Army of the Pharaohs for real...
Planetary:
It's the manifestation of rap greatness
I determine my life around the sound of a piano and bass hit
I shake shift and get 'em to shake qui...
(Chorus)
(Verse 1: Celph Titled)
Army of the Pharaohs, Celph Titled, Let's do this, whuh? whuh? yeah, yo
Well if 50 got shot nine times and ain't die,...
Brap brap!
Hahahaha!
Kamach!
Section Eight Egyptians!
What up couso?
Demoz!
Louie Dogs!
Hahahaha!
Yeah!
Genocide General...
Yo, everything I see is *...