Army of the Pharaohs - Strike Back lyrics

Yeah!

It's like that, you know it's like that
There ain't an army that could
Strike back Nas hey yo, it's like that
Hey yo it's like that! Ar-my! Pharaohs

It's the manifestation of rap greatness
I determine my life around the sound
Of the piano and bass hit's
The basics of this Hip-Hop matrix
This graveyard rap
Kwest build on the day shift
I shape shift and get into
Shape quick cause when
Paz make the call I spit grade A shit
And my label a bitch so I save up chips
Because who the fuck is gonna
Hold me down 'sides Crypt?
Who the fuck can control my
Sound? Stallone got me
Scott be makin' my vocal sounds so cocky
Who got me? yeah my dogs most likely
If I ain't loyal to my niggas
Then god strike me

Keep striking, I'm taking your life
Take my advice, it's basically right
If money's the root of all
Evil then Satan is right
Break me in twice, I'm in two
That makes me aloo
That makes me a double headed rapper
Now make me a booth
Next to the one I'm in now
So that they can see two
Crazy motherfuckers light a fire
Up under these roofs
Maybe it's true I'm a rapper
And maybe a truce
Between my ego and my pride
Can make me the truth
Maybe I do need powder to make me some juice
To go down with the first
Rapper that's claiming he's too
Fucking nice, I'll fuck him with a knife
Fuck his wife
Tell your bitch your husband said good night
Yeah it's like that
Ain't no army that can strike back
If Hip-Hop is dead Demoz will
Bring it right back

It’s like that, you know it’s like that
There ain’t an army that could strike back
Hey yo, it’s like that, hey yo
It’s like that!
There ain’t an army that could strike back
Hey yo, it’s like that, hey yo
It’s like that! Ar-my! Pharaohs!

Raise up the white flags
Man it's time to surrender
I'm on a mission for the
Dope with a cokehead agenda
We're stormtroopers
I burst through the craziest rain
I burst through fire walls
While lazy niggas complain
Your pride came and went
And you ain't make it
It was right in front of your face
You ain't take it
Never be me, I can't live with that
Cause the youth that I got
I can't give that back
I'm a general, commendable
Overall dependable loc'd out at times but
Most times I'm sensible
Live for the minute the moment
The older I get
When the digit's rolling over
When it's over that's it

Ya call me Eddie Brock
Venom with machete chop, penny rock
Guzzling hustling from many blocks
You wanna battle bad, But
You ain't sir Galahad
You pussies say you pack heat
Like Shaq's travel bag
But, you ain't got no gun
Or paper in your luggage
The only 9Mil you have gets
You fries and nuggets
We stab bucks like study Jack Sikma
With rhymes that’ll travel back in
Time and attack Hitler
Look at money grid trying to
Buy his life back you ain’t a pharaoh dog
Ring him by his life bag
Fuck around with the army
Get your nice packed
Cause we don’t fuck around dog
You know it’s like that

Anybody go against me getting
Tortured and slain
And slaughtered then maimed
We robbin' rappers off with their chain
I'm a cannibal eatin' motherfucker
Start with their brain
They say that Pazienza previously
Thought to be sane
I fought through the pain
Established a remarkable reign
Lamatta Panzienza Marcientto all in the same
We could've signed a couple deals but
What they offered was lame
And that's regardless of the fact that
We was awkward with fame
And I remember me and Jus Allah
Would spark on the train
And talk about how we was gonna
Leave our mark in the game
We back together and we bring it
Back to dark in the game
And you know that we put our
Motherfuckin' heart in the game yeah!

It's like that, you know it's like that
There ain't an army
An army that could strike back Nas
Hey yo, it's like that
Hey yo it's like that!
There ain't an army that could strike
Back Nas
It's like that, you know it's like that
There ain't an army that could strike
Back Nas
Hey yo, it's like that, it's like that!
Ar-my! Pharaohs!