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 I'm a pharaoh my street magic been on deck
I'm the north Philly Imhotep, you ain't been no threat
Look at the walls to my lingual set
In the trim on the gold coffin where my demo's kept
It's Kamachi my legendary status is earned
With the ashes of dead ******s from the Vatican burned
You sweet wearing sequins stroking a perm
I'm in the desert with fatigues try'na focus the germ
Yeah, and all you see is blocks of fire
Suicide bombers screaming what to *****
Y'all try'na play heavenly angels
Get ya halos mangled, in the throat of ya saviour strangled
Enough to baffle your ears a little shrapnel from the chapel stairs
Vinnie Paz:
Ayyo my flow is pain
I feel nothing I'm bleeding Novicane.
This is a soldier game **** 'em buck 'em blow his brain
I camel-clutch mics put ya ****in' soul in flames
Take a hold of you and scold you with Jehovah's name
We ****in' load and aim, ayyo Chief Kamach'
We talking **** and rocks, Desert E's and glocks
I only **** around with ill rappers
My homie Celph got the heritage, stealth and all the ill clappers
You only mad 'cos your flame is dying
It ain't hard to find you can catch me on the grind with Seamus Ryan
Esoteric:
Master builder
Rap British Bulldog boy ask Mathilda
Cats with the steel young god
The soul benders with uncontrollable tempers
Leave you dead in your Nikes like you was heaven's scapegoat members
Yonder yo the, money folder with that funky odour
You stay behind the voices like a ****-less thunder quoter
I'm sayin' **** the voices like a foreign country soldier
Shay's worthy my family play dirty
We continue to diss you discontinue like a J-30
(Money wants you killed) Yo you better tell cuz'
To rely on M-16s like D-12 does
Celph Titled:
It's the Army of the Pharaohs
Make a threat, you're hardly a scarecrow
We provide you with ammo knockin' off your sombrero
So move back bandejo, you dealin' with a lot of these guys
Who rock silk suits with Mafia ties
***** I thought you said you knew, what a gangsta 'bout?
Hang 'em out, these *****es is wet, leave 'em to dry
I do the work of the devil, I'm a +hell of a guy+
And have blood ******ing out ya head like Coolio's braids
Doggy this is how we slaughter heads
Catch you sleepin' stab you so deep the tip of the blade puncture your water bed
'Cos I'm the type to slice the skin on your back off
Come back a week later and slice the **********in' scab off
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.18]Chief Kamachi:
[00:09.45]Yeah, uh
[00:20.52]The dark arts
[00:21.42]AOTP, yeah
[00:26.19]Feel like the nineties right here don't it
[00:27.87]Yeah uh uh, uh uh take 'em back
[00:36.27]Yeah, yo
[00:37.23]Chief Kamachi:
[00:37.50]Yo I'm a pharaoh my street magic been on deck
[00:40.26]I'm the north Philly Imhotep, you ain't been no threat
[00:43.23]Look at the walls to my lingual set
[00:45.24]In the trim on the gold coffin where my demo's kept
[00:47.94]It's Kamachi my legendary status is earned
[00:50.52]With the ashes of dead ******s from the Vatican burned
[00:58.50]You sweet wearing sequins stroking a perm
[01:00.87]I'm in the desert with fatigues try'na focus the germ
[01:03.57]Yeah, and all you see is blocks of fire
[01:06.36]Suicide bombers screaming what to *****
[01:09.63]Y'all try'na play heavenly angels
[01:11.88]Get ya halos mangled, in the throat of ya saviour strangled
[01:15.84]Enough to baffle your ears a little shrapnel from the chapel stairs
[01:18.84]Vinnie Paz:
[01:19.05]Ayyo my flow is pain
[01:20.25]I feel nothing I'm bleeding Novicane.
[01:22.17]This is a soldier game **** 'em buck 'em blow his brain
[01:24.81]I camel-clutch mics put ya ****in' soul in flames
[01:27.48]Take a hold of you and scold you with Jehovah's name
[01:30.36]We ****in' load and aim, ayyo Chief Kamach'
[01:35.22]We talking **** and rocks, Desert E's and glocks
[01:40.41]I only **** around with ill rappers
[01:42.24]My homie Celph got the heritage, stealth and all the ill clappers
[01:45.54]You only mad 'cos your flame is dying
[01:47.55]It ain't hard to find you can catch me on the grind with Seamus Ryan
[01:50.67]Esoteric:
[01:50.91]Master builder
[01:51.87]Rap British Bulldog boy ask Mathilda
[01:54.33]Cats with the steel young god
[01:55.98]The soul benders with uncontrollable tempers
[01:58.11]Leave you dead in your Nikes like you was heaven's scapegoat members
[02:00.99]Yonder yo the, money folder with that funky odour
[02:06.21]You stay behind the voices like a ****-less thunder quoter
[02:08.82]I'm sayin' **** the voices like a foreign country soldier
[02:11.55]Shay's worthy my family play dirty
[02:13.68]We continue to diss you discontinue like a J-30
[02:16.62](Money wants you killed) Yo you better tell cuz'
[02:18.81]To rely on M-16s like D-12 does
[02:20.22]Celph Titled:
[02:21.00]It's the Army of the Pharaohs
[02:22.38]Make a threat, you're hardly a scarecrow
[02:24.12]We provide you with ammo knockin' off your sombrero
[02:26.64]So move back bandejo, you dealin' with a lot of these guys
[02:29.82]Who rock silk suits with Mafia ties
[02:39.78]***** I thought you said you knew, what a gangsta 'bout?
[02:42.24]Hang 'em out, these *****es is wet, leave 'em to dry
[02:45.06]I do the work of the devil, I'm a +hell of a guy+
[02:50.01]And have blood ******ing out ya head like Coolio's braids
[02:52.65]Doggy this is how we slaughter heads
[02:54.42]Catch you sleepin' stab you so deep the tip of the blade puncture your water bed
[02:58.20]'Cos I'm the type to slice the skin on your back off
[03:00.60]Come back a week later and slice the **********in' scab off
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 I'm a pharaoh my street magic been on deck
I'm the north Philly Imhotep, you ain't been no threat
Look at the walls to my lingual set
In the trim on the gold coffin where my demo's kept
It's Kamachi my legendary status is earned
With the ashes of dead ******s from the Vatican burned
You sweet wearing sequins stroking a perm
I'm in the desert with fatigues try'na focus the germ
Yeah, and all you see is blocks of fire
Suicide bombers screaming what to *****
Y'all try'na play heavenly angels
Get ya halos mangled, in the throat of ya saviour strangled
Enough to baffle your ears a little shrapnel from the chapel stairs
Vinnie Paz:
Ayyo my flow is pain
I feel nothing I'm bleeding Novicane.
This is a soldier game **** 'em buck 'em blow his brain
I camel-clutch mics put ya ****in' soul in flames
Take a hold of you and scold you with Jehovah's name
We ****in' load and aim, ayyo Chief Kamach'
We talking **** and rocks, Desert E's and glocks
I only **** around with ill rappers
My homie Celph got the heritage, stealth and all the ill clappers
You only mad 'cos your flame is dying
It ain't hard to find you can catch me on the grind with Seamus Ryan
Esoteric:
Master builder
Rap British Bulldog boy ask Mathilda
Cats with the steel young god
The soul benders with uncontrollable tempers
Leave you dead in your Nikes like you was heaven's scapegoat members
Yonder yo the, money folder with that funky odour
You stay behind the voices like a ****-less thunder quoter
I'm sayin' **** the voices like a foreign country soldier
Shay's worthy my family play dirty
We continue to diss you discontinue like a J-30
(Money wants you killed) Yo you better tell cuz'
To rely on M-16s like D-12 does
Celph Titled:
It's the Army of the Pharaohs
Make a threat, you're hardly a scarecrow
We provide you with ammo knockin' off your sombrero
So move back bandejo, you dealin' with a lot of these guys
Who rock silk suits with Mafia ties
***** I thought you said you knew, what a gangsta 'bout?
Hang 'em out, these *****es is wet, leave 'em to dry
I do the work of the devil, I'm a +hell of a guy+
And have blood ******ing out ya head like Coolio's braids
Doggy this is how we slaughter heads
Catch you sleepin' stab you so deep the tip of the blade puncture your water bed
'Cos I'm the type to slice the skin on your back off
Come back a week later and slice the **********in' scab off
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.18]Chief Kamachi:
[00:09.45]Yeah, uh
[00:20.52]The dark arts
[00:21.42]AOTP, yeah
[00:26.19]Feel like the nineties right here don't it
[00:27.87]Yeah uh uh, uh uh take 'em back
[00:36.27]Yeah, yo
[00:37.23]Chief Kamachi:
[00:37.50]Yo I'm a pharaoh my street magic been on deck
[00:40.26]I'm the north Philly Imhotep, you ain't been no threat
[00:43.23]Look at the walls to my lingual set
[00:45.24]In the trim on the gold coffin where my demo's kept
[00:47.94]It's Kamachi my legendary status is earned
[00:50.52]With the ashes of dead ******s from the Vatican burned
[00:58.50]You sweet wearing sequins stroking a perm
[01:00.87]I'm in the desert with fatigues try'na focus the germ
[01:03.57]Yeah, and all you see is blocks of fire
[01:06.36]Suicide bombers screaming what to *****
[01:09.63]Y'all try'na play heavenly angels
[01:11.88]Get ya halos mangled, in the throat of ya saviour strangled
[01:15.84]Enough to baffle your ears a little shrapnel from the chapel stairs
[01:18.84]Vinnie Paz:
[01:19.05]Ayyo my flow is pain
[01:20.25]I feel nothing I'm bleeding Novicane.
[01:22.17]This is a soldier game **** 'em buck 'em blow his brain
[01:24.81]I camel-clutch mics put ya ****in' soul in flames
[01:27.48]Take a hold of you and scold you with Jehovah's name
[01:30.36]We ****in' load and aim, ayyo Chief Kamach'
[01:35.22]We talking **** and rocks, Desert E's and glocks
[01:40.41]I only **** around with ill rappers
[01:42.24]My homie Celph got the heritage, stealth and all the ill clappers
[01:45.54]You only mad 'cos your flame is dying
[01:47.55]It ain't hard to find you can catch me on the grind with Seamus Ryan
[01:50.67]Esoteric:
[01:50.91]Master builder
[01:51.87]Rap British Bulldog boy ask Mathilda
[01:54.33]Cats with the steel young god
[01:55.98]The soul benders with uncontrollable tempers
[01:58.11]Leave you dead in your Nikes like you was heaven's scapegoat members
[02:00.99]Yonder yo the, money folder with that funky odour
[02:06.21]You stay behind the voices like a ****-less thunder quoter
[02:08.82]I'm sayin' **** the voices like a foreign country soldier
[02:11.55]Shay's worthy my family play dirty
[02:13.68]We continue to diss you discontinue like a J-30
[02:16.62](Money wants you killed) Yo you better tell cuz'
[02:18.81]To rely on M-16s like D-12 does
[02:20.22]Celph Titled:
[02:21.00]It's the Army of the Pharaohs
[02:22.38]Make a threat, you're hardly a scarecrow
[02:24.12]We provide you with ammo knockin' off your sombrero
[02:26.64]So move back bandejo, you dealin' with a lot of these guys
[02:29.82]Who rock silk suits with Mafia ties
[02:39.78]***** I thought you said you knew, what a gangsta 'bout?
[02:42.24]Hang 'em out, these *****es is wet, leave 'em to dry
[02:45.06]I do the work of the devil, I'm a +hell of a guy+
[02:50.01]And have blood ******ing out ya head like Coolio's braids
[02:52.65]Doggy this is how we slaughter heads
[02:54.42]Catch you sleepin' stab you so deep the tip of the blade puncture your water bed
[02:58.20]'Cos I'm the type to slice the skin on your back off
[03:00.60]Come back a week later and slice the **********in' scab off
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...
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
Lis...
(Verse 1: Planetary)
Yeah! Yo, uh,
A lotta rappers try approaching the omen,
Pharaohs folding 'em, like washed clothes again,
I'm a vulture when the f...
(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,...
(Intro: Reef The Lost Cause)
Yeah...this is where I talk **** (Yeah *****, talk ****!)
AOTP...Lost Cauze, my man Planetary
What up, Crypt? Yeah
Vinnie...
It is said that once an entire army marched against him,
A real army.
1,2,1,2
Pharaoh **** bitch
Yo, I live life according to the Low End Theory,
Mos...
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...
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...
I don't know what she's doing now
Last I heard from her she said
She felt as if she should be dead
I guess in fact she usually does
I don't know what ...