[Intro] It is said that once an entire army marched against him...a real army
[Planetary] One-two, one-two Pharaoh shit nigga Yo, I live life according to the Low End Theory A champion the trophy goes to me clearly Most of these niggas fear me seriously I'm a step above God my apostles cheer me Tap if you hear the Desert Eagle spittin' With a Buhloone Mindstate I start Ego Trippin' Back in the lab I'm the mad scientist Keep ya eye on this, when I roar I'm lionesque, yes! Untamed, my style is mundane, consumed from the moon Until the sun done changed Done done, I done came, conquered my insanity The man in me evolves to my vanity All black tee, Philly fitted with a black P Niggas ain't ready for war to blast me, B Ask me if I give two shits, if you ain't Pharaohs, QD My kids or my bitch
[Esoteric] E.S. I made the track rap your dome We uncanny like David and Manny You chasin' balls, out in left, while I'm circlin' third and being waved home Murderin' herbs reveal words to your nose bone I'm Larry Holmes with a left and a right I'm Roy Jones winning fights on consecutive nights I'm Luke Sky with the blast shield down, cats kneel down This is boom-bap, real rap, steel sounds I watch NESN at seven I watch the news at eleven to look for MC's I lyrically murdered and the body's that I deserted They probably didn't deserve it, but I had to do it to them, I gotta pride of lions That love whack rapper meat, so I throw it to 'em The Mighty Thor with the mind of Michael Moore This type of war ends games like the final score
[Celph Titled] Yeah! Celph Titled! I can't see y'all from where I'm at I like the smell of napalm in the morning while I'm eating my Apple Jacks My battle axe acts as a last resort death kill Quarantine your city, it's about to be a lead spill Faggots better (Fall back!) Said I ain't got (Raw raps!) Fuck made you (Doubt that!) Fuck boy (I'm all that!) Arrows with explosive tips I'm about to get real ill on some Ill Bill "Coka Nostra" shit That's gritty and gangsta Vinnie, pass me a banger I'll abort you little sports with a rusty hanger Parker Brothers say my name, y'all start to stutter Slicing pussies, I'm a certified carpet cutter Handgun: automatic! Shotgun: pump-action! Me with your wife, that's automatic hump-action! Laundromat thug passion, we wash bundles there Keep a gun tucked in the motherfucking Snuggles bearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
