Army of the Pharaohs - Curse of the Pharaohs lyrics

Yeah, one time ha ha, Pharaoh clique!

I got no time for extra shit
I'm like a bad film editor with extra clips
You never shit where you eat
Unless you extra bitch
You never get no relief like
I'm next to pitch i'm on the throne
All alone where the Devil sit
Son of the Wise la-Hakim, Menelik
Laugh at the unbeliever you malevolent
He only half as nice, sacrifice his sentiment
Praise be to God, he defy logical
Put me at the foul line
Take two shots at you
Death life, life death so horrible
Let this muh'fuckin' bulldog bark at you

Jubala, Jubalo, Jubalum
I'm a giant on this Earth, fee-fi-fo-fum
Cerebellum over-loader make your


Brainstem numb super fans make their bitch
Wanna swallow my cum
You can't clash with a Pharaoh
There's nowhere to run
As quick as I put the clip
In it go in the gun
Everything is slow motion
Blood go in your lungs
Ridiculous as Icarus flyin' close to the Sun
I'm a supernova, nobody escapes my gravity
Graffiti on the moon spelling
Out the name Apathy
Undisputed king of the Milky Way Galaxy
I'd eat your whole squad but
I got a wackness allergy
Ty rannical, over-sized cannibal
I'm the son of Samuel
Murder without the manual
The tomb of King Tut, pimp sluts, rip guts
From opponents
While I'm drinkin' their blood
From my pimp cup

Pharaoh Clique, we bust your shit
You know it's no holds barred
With the bars we spit it goes: what-what?
It goes: what-what? "Pharaohs!"
A-O T-P get your wig split!

Pharaoh Clique, we bust your shit
You know it's no holds barred
With the bars we spit it goes: what-what?
It goes: what-what? "Pharaohs!"
AOTP get your wig split!

Times change
But my mind-frame just loves war (grr)
Ted Danson from Cheers, I'm above Norm (oh)
I exploit performers that's wack (uh huh)
Record raps on my phone's voice recorder app
(hello?) permanent hunchback
(back, back
Back) from keepin' my city on my spine
'Cause I've been makin' tracks since
A hats and Karl Kani (aw)
Get your bitch far more wet
When I get paid it's a fuckin'
Party with a giant cardboard check
The Army is a hardcore set
Paper before pussy
These haters is all rookies
I give 'em bowlin' ball noogies
No warnin' shots, mister
I empty ammo crates 'til
My palms got blisters

Ayo, Pharaoh death blow, the violent tempo
Your soul dead to me like the Pirate's retro
Found on Willie Stargell
I kill these bars well
Lift 'em like a barbell
You sound like Marcel the Shell
When you rhyme, I'm unveiled, designed
My heart sails
De Lima Cartel, is five times bigger
The Czar melts your mind, I spit like a 9
Is that fast? I don't even know
I typically use
A EE-3 Carbine Rifle that Boba Fett shoot
Execute rappers underwater
Tie a wire to their wet-suit
Barracudas eat 'em, we don't need 'em
We beat 'em, then we bleed 'em out
Trash 'em and delete 'em

Taste the beast
I'm a motherfuckin' Minotaur
Catch a hot flash like an
Old broad with menopause
A-O T-P clique, those been my dogs
You don't believe in me? You can't
Believe there is a God
You must be an Atheist
They don't ever try and test me
I must be the craziest
You ain't make a move yet?
You must be the laziest
Your team is shook and I bet you the shakiest
I split your head to the white meat
The gun's roar so fuckin' loud
You'd think that it was Bike Week
I'm from Philly
Where the cost of life cheap
50 bones get you gone by
Ricans down Pike Street
I'm not a blog creation
I'm not a hype beast
I am the embodiment of dope
Rhymes and a right beat
I am the result of Scarface and Ice T
Tan trees, white tees
My niggas think just like me i'm nice G

Pharaoh Clique, we bust your shit
You know it's no holds barred
With the bars we spit it goes: what-what?
It goes: what-what? "Pharaohs!"
A-O T-P get your wig split!

Pharaoh Clique, we bust your shit
You know it's no holds barred
With the bars we spit it goes: what-what?
It goes: what-what? "Pharaohs!"
AOTP get your wig split!

A-O T-P, raw rap forever!