Yeah...Once again
It's like this...
AotP, we runnin' this rap shit now
Celph Titled, we runnin' this rap shit now
ES, we runnin' this rap shit now
Listen up, b*****s running this rap shit now
It's about to be a ****in' slaughter in this b***h
We got the awfullest clips, rusty burners with the rotten rubber grips
We some hardcore crooks, drinkin' rubbing alcohol
Never use a rubber at all, we ****in' b*****s raw
Chokin' 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 buildin' the walls of hell way before the flames came
And b*****s love me with a MAC-11
Tellin' the police sketch artist I look like Jon B. with a deadly weapon
Keepin' it ghetto even when it's war, ock
Aimin' the cannon to blast you where you standin'
You could be in Montana campin', but your head'll land in the Hamptons
Won't grin for the camera when you clickin' it at me
But I'll smile with a gun in my hand, I'm trigger happy
(x2)
Listen up, it's murder music 'till your wrist is cut
Fire octane, **** y'all can sip it up
We do this rap shit here so we can live it up
We walk around with hot flames runnin', give it up
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 hackin' through several (I'm like a soldier, I'll fold you)
A blow to your composure, heat of the moment
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
Turn a Vinnie Diesel to a skinny weasel
I'm the pinnacle and steeple of this faction, feeble men I'm smashin'
Playin' God? you ain't Jim Caviezel with The Passion
Automatic how I'm causin' havoc, I body maggots
Who thought they brought the static, they probably addicts
And fiendin' for a bag of this antagonistic savageness
You talkin' platinum but ain't crackin' pitchers' batting averages
(Chorus)
Don't make me get your ****in' face broken
I ain't jokin' when I'm flamethrowin'
I'll lift the skirt of you to see you b*****s ain't workin'
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, ********as) Get it correct
Or y'all can find sharp things straight embedded in necks
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, b***h
Yeah mutha****as! That's how we get ****ing down
AotP, Vinnie P., Crypt the Warchild, Celph Titled
Esoteric, Chief Kamach', Planetary, Apathy
(Chorus)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] Yeah...Once again
[00:07.20]It's like this...
[00:08.19]AotP, we runnin' this rap shit now
[00:13.62]Celph Titled, we runnin' this rap shit now
[00:16.62]ES, we runnin' this rap shit now
[00:18.81]Listen up, b*****s running this rap shit now
[00:20.79][Verse 1: Celph Titled]
[00:21.42]It's about to be a ****in' slaughter in this b***h
[00:22.77]We got the awfullest clips, rusty burners with the rotten rubber grips
[00:26.10]We some hardcore crooks, drinkin' rubbing alcohol
[00:28.77]Never use a rubber at all, we ****in' b*****s raw
[00:31.32]Chokin' up your faculty, turn your whole "gang green"
[00:33.84]Unload the magazine to your knees, give you a gangsta lean
[00:36.81]Military minded, on the A-Train with a deranged brain
[00:39.48]I was buildin' the walls of hell way before the flames came
[00:42.24]And b*****s love me with a MAC-11
[00:44.16]Tellin' the police sketch artist I look like Jon B. with a deadly weapon
[00:47.43]Keepin' it ghetto even when it's war, ock
[00:52.83]Aimin' the cannon to blast you where you standin'
[00:54.81]You could be in Montana campin', but your head'll land in the Hamptons
[00:57.63]Won't grin for the camera when you clickin' it at me
[01:00.00]But I'll smile with a gun in my hand, I'm trigger happy
[01:04.56][Chorus: Crypt the Warchild + Vinnie Paz] (x2)
[01:13.32]Listen up, it's murder music 'till your wrist is cut
[01:16.17]Fire octane, **** y'all can sip it up
[01:18.66]We do this rap shit here so we can live it up
[01:21.18]We walk around with hot flames runnin', give it up
[01:23.28][Verse 2: Esoteric]
[01:23.73]You could never fathom the level beyond your God or your Devil
[01:25.92]If every thought is a pebble (my style's boulder, I told you)
[01:28.86]A radical rebel and yes the jacket's full-metal
[01:31.14]And men I'm hackin' through several (I'm like a soldier, I'll fold you)
[01:34.08]A blow to your composure, heat of the moment
[01:38.91]These heathens try to eat off me but they repeatedly clone it
[01:41.52]This industry is mine, I can put my feet way up on it
[01:47.52]Turn a Vinnie Diesel to a skinny weasel
[01:49.56]I'm the pinnacle and steeple of this faction, feeble men I'm smashin'
[01:53.01]Playin' God? you ain't Jim Caviezel with The Passion
[01:55.71]Automatic how I'm causin' havoc, I body maggots
[01:58.17]Who thought they brought the static, they probably addicts
[02:00.15]And fiendin' for a bag of this antagonistic savageness
[02:02.70]You talkin' platinum but ain't crackin' pitchers' batting averages
[02:05.49](Chorus)
[02:11.31][Verse 3: Crypt the Warchild]
[02:25.20]Don't make me get your ****in' face broken
[02:27.18]I ain't jokin' when I'm flamethrowin'
[02:34.44]I'll lift the skirt of you to see you b*****s ain't workin'
[02:36.99]I'll live to murder you until I see the game's over
[02:39.54]We never heard of you and 'cause of that, the name's worshipped
[02:42.00](It's the Army, ********as) Get it correct
[02:44.07]Or y'all can find sharp things straight embedded in necks
[02:49.35]Wave my flags in the air, plus the knives are lethal
[02:51.99]Hottest shit to hit the streets since Nas did Ether
[02:54.66]Now we pick at your soul and let your conscience eat ya
[02:57.42]And take over, Crypt, Es, and Celph
[02:59.97]You reap what you sow, so protect ya health, b***h
[03:02.70][Vinnie Paz]
[03:04.92]Yeah mutha****as! That's how we get ****ing down
[03:08.82]AotP, Vinnie P., Crypt the Warchild, Celph Titled
[03:14.79]Esoteric, Chief Kamach', Planetary, Apathy
[03:18.42](Chorus)
Yeah...Once again
It's like this...
AotP, we runnin' this rap shit now
Celph Titled, we runnin' this rap shit now
ES, we runnin' this rap shit now
Listen up, b*****s running this rap shit now
It's about to be a ****in' slaughter in this b***h
We got the awfullest clips, rusty burners with the rotten rubber grips
We some hardcore crooks, drinkin' rubbing alcohol
Never use a rubber at all, we ****in' b*****s raw
Chokin' 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 buildin' the walls of hell way before the flames came
And b*****s love me with a MAC-11
Tellin' the police sketch artist I look like Jon B. with a deadly weapon
Keepin' it ghetto even when it's war, ock
Aimin' the cannon to blast you where you standin'
You could be in Montana campin', but your head'll land in the Hamptons
Won't grin for the camera when you clickin' it at me
But I'll smile with a gun in my hand, I'm trigger happy
(x2)
Listen up, it's murder music 'till your wrist is cut
Fire octane, **** y'all can sip it up
We do this rap shit here so we can live it up
We walk around with hot flames runnin', give it up
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 hackin' through several (I'm like a soldier, I'll fold you)
A blow to your composure, heat of the moment
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
Turn a Vinnie Diesel to a skinny weasel
I'm the pinnacle and steeple of this faction, feeble men I'm smashin'
Playin' God? you ain't Jim Caviezel with The Passion
Automatic how I'm causin' havoc, I body maggots
Who thought they brought the static, they probably addicts
And fiendin' for a bag of this antagonistic savageness
You talkin' platinum but ain't crackin' pitchers' batting averages
(Chorus)
Don't make me get your ****in' face broken
I ain't jokin' when I'm flamethrowin'
I'll lift the skirt of you to see you b*****s ain't workin'
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, ********as) Get it correct
Or y'all can find sharp things straight embedded in necks
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, b***h
Yeah mutha****as! That's how we get ****ing down
AotP, Vinnie P., Crypt the Warchild, Celph Titled
Esoteric, Chief Kamach', Planetary, Apathy
(Chorus)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] Yeah...Once again
[00:07.20]It's like this...
[00:08.19]AotP, we runnin' this rap shit now
[00:13.62]Celph Titled, we runnin' this rap shit now
[00:16.62]ES, we runnin' this rap shit now
[00:18.81]Listen up, b*****s running this rap shit now
[00:20.79][Verse 1: Celph Titled]
[00:21.42]It's about to be a ****in' slaughter in this b***h
[00:22.77]We got the awfullest clips, rusty burners with the rotten rubber grips
[00:26.10]We some hardcore crooks, drinkin' rubbing alcohol
[00:28.77]Never use a rubber at all, we ****in' b*****s raw
[00:31.32]Chokin' up your faculty, turn your whole "gang green"
[00:33.84]Unload the magazine to your knees, give you a gangsta lean
[00:36.81]Military minded, on the A-Train with a deranged brain
[00:39.48]I was buildin' the walls of hell way before the flames came
[00:42.24]And b*****s love me with a MAC-11
[00:44.16]Tellin' the police sketch artist I look like Jon B. with a deadly weapon
[00:47.43]Keepin' it ghetto even when it's war, ock
[00:52.83]Aimin' the cannon to blast you where you standin'
[00:54.81]You could be in Montana campin', but your head'll land in the Hamptons
[00:57.63]Won't grin for the camera when you clickin' it at me
[01:00.00]But I'll smile with a gun in my hand, I'm trigger happy
[01:04.56][Chorus: Crypt the Warchild + Vinnie Paz] (x2)
[01:13.32]Listen up, it's murder music 'till your wrist is cut
[01:16.17]Fire octane, **** y'all can sip it up
[01:18.66]We do this rap shit here so we can live it up
[01:21.18]We walk around with hot flames runnin', give it up
[01:23.28][Verse 2: Esoteric]
[01:23.73]You could never fathom the level beyond your God or your Devil
[01:25.92]If every thought is a pebble (my style's boulder, I told you)
[01:28.86]A radical rebel and yes the jacket's full-metal
[01:31.14]And men I'm hackin' through several (I'm like a soldier, I'll fold you)
[01:34.08]A blow to your composure, heat of the moment
[01:38.91]These heathens try to eat off me but they repeatedly clone it
[01:41.52]This industry is mine, I can put my feet way up on it
[01:47.52]Turn a Vinnie Diesel to a skinny weasel
[01:49.56]I'm the pinnacle and steeple of this faction, feeble men I'm smashin'
[01:53.01]Playin' God? you ain't Jim Caviezel with The Passion
[01:55.71]Automatic how I'm causin' havoc, I body maggots
[01:58.17]Who thought they brought the static, they probably addicts
[02:00.15]And fiendin' for a bag of this antagonistic savageness
[02:02.70]You talkin' platinum but ain't crackin' pitchers' batting averages
[02:05.49](Chorus)
[02:11.31][Verse 3: Crypt the Warchild]
[02:25.20]Don't make me get your ****in' face broken
[02:27.18]I ain't jokin' when I'm flamethrowin'
[02:34.44]I'll lift the skirt of you to see you b*****s ain't workin'
[02:36.99]I'll live to murder you until I see the game's over
[02:39.54]We never heard of you and 'cause of that, the name's worshipped
[02:42.00](It's the Army, ********as) Get it correct
[02:44.07]Or y'all can find sharp things straight embedded in necks
[02:49.35]Wave my flags in the air, plus the knives are lethal
[02:51.99]Hottest shit to hit the streets since Nas did Ether
[02:54.66]Now we pick at your soul and let your conscience eat ya
[02:57.42]And take over, Crypt, Es, and Celph
[02:59.97]You reap what you sow, so protect ya health, b***h
[03:02.70][Vinnie Paz]
[03:04.92]Yeah mutha****as! That's how we get ****ing down
[03:08.82]AotP, Vinnie P., Crypt the Warchild, Celph Titled
[03:14.79]Esoteric, Chief Kamach', Planetary, Apathy
[03:18.42](Chorus)
Kamachi
Every brain cell clash with ****
Trying to calm down the killers, let the caskets breathe
Behind the pews with the Uz till the pastor leaves
I...
"The Ultimatum, let's abbreviate em" - LL Cool J 'Incredible'
A.O.T.P.
You can't **** with the
The ultimatum ain't debated, ain't the same as when yo...
*Into*
Yeah
a.o.T.P., come on!
Underground legends, yeah
Yeah! Army of the mother ******' Pharoahs!
And what I'm saying, independent
Warriors taking o...
Celph Titled: Yeah! It's the God Damned Army.
Chief Kamachi:
Yo the Pharaohs back, less than an hour's nap
Blood on the tarot pack, the power black
St...
I could talk bitches out of they jeans
Gold diggers out of they cream
Little wannabe rap mother****as out of they dreams
I'm slick, I could talk a hus...
Verse 1-Planetary
Put me in the booth and I'll brodie your wave files,
I laugh at you fag-bitches with dyed hair and pierced lips,
What kinda bitches ...
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...
"The Ultimatum, let's abbreviate em" - LL Cool J 'Incredible'
A.O.T.P.
You can't **** with the
The ultimatum ain't debated, ain't the same as when yo...
C**k guns to blast shit, b***h what's the meaning of that
shit's scheming to blast a smith and westin' was hood
I'm grown now I gotta start protectin...