Army of the Pharaohs - War Machine lyrics
[Army of the Pharaohs - War Machine lyrics]
To maim you
Sit upon horseback with the skull of an angel
I have never seen God but I'm suddenly able
I was strugglin' with life
Now I'm luckily stable
It's like a long cold knife
That's stuck in the navel
Y'all are snake oil salesmen
Livin' the fable
If you ain't never been to Hell
Then I'm willin' to take you
Death isn't initial but I'm
Willin' and able
I will take your fuckin' food while
I'm still at your table
The hunger pains is stunning mayne
Feeling is fatal i ain't never gonna leave
Cause Philly is faithful tully Blanchard
Ole Anderson still in the stable
From the land of lost
Dreams and broken pavements
Kids get killed right where Edgar
Allan Poe wrote The Raven
Our great granddaddy was sold
For a few Shekels
So niggas will kill you for eyein'
Some new J's and few pretzels
They might short a life for water ice
Dependin' on what's sorta night
They having, a stabbing in his jacket where
You store the knife
Get your beard faded, A-O T-P we're faded
Vodka and Henny and then we're blazin'
The weed I smoke make you make weird faces
More fuckin' grass than where there
Was a deer grazin'
Subhan Allah, give the hammer a draw
Years from now they'll tell the
Tale about the animal Cauze gone!
Kill yourself
There's no way you can feel yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix
Yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
Kill yourself
There's no way you can feel yourself
Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix
Yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
You in karate class
I'm cockin' shottys back (yeah)
Fuck a stash box, I just keep mines on my lap
(Uh) ring my doorbell
(Stupid)
And you're knockin' on death's door
I told you I said, "War" (Grr)
Probably what you got on them vests for
The shooters on standby
Whoever said it's gangsters in your
Crew is a damn liar (Fuck you)
Look, all I do is rap and this gun speech
Lyrics I spit so hard, I chip my front teeth
(Aah) that FN Five-seveN is a no-joker
Shoot a snowman in your front yard
You'd think I had a snow blower (Damn)
Hyped for the kill, I run 'round amp'd
And after I fire them shots
I'm doin' a touchdown dance
Yo, the flyest spittin' the
Murderous science fiction
I talk to these rappers like
They're my personal Brian Griffin
You're lost into raps addiction
You cannot deny you're listenin'
If you're fuckin' with the Pharaohs
You can wind up missin'
Knowimsaying? Reminiscin' on the past
As we drown in laughter
One leaks a meltdown disaster
Fukushima radioactive, holdin' cats captive
Spit raps with the force of a Bullmastiff
Who wanna test ES
Hoping that he get respected?
Who really wanna step and
Get their neck disconnected?
Akita snap the leash, rough and ragged beast
On my grind like jagged teeth
Mr fantastic reach kill yourself
There's no way you can feel yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix
Yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
Kill yourself
There's no way you can feel yourself
Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix
Yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
These Potholes In My Lawn is wild drawn
Got Me Myself and I from now on
Hatin' lust can only make a love child spawn
Now I walk, with this cross I bear to die on
Ain't into holdin' grudges
Let bygones be bygones
You's an earthworm, I'm a Burmese python
We ain't in the same lane - What
The fuck is you high on?
Little alley cats ain't built to
Eat with a lion crash through the fences
I ain't reachin' for no pylon
Team is light work
Trynna to fuck with an icon
Satanic spirit's got you sleepin'
With your lights on
Do yourself a favor, take this 45 to cry on
Shooby doo-wop pop my switchblade
You ever seen a dead body overturned
Bitch maid your bitch made me a little
Sandwich when I managed
To leave her pantless and when she
Called my phone I spoke Spanish
Like, "No hablo inglés"
Sprayed it all on her face
Then asked her how them baby molecules taste
I make her booty wobble in
Place and bobble the bass
I'm with God up in space
Got a lot of squads to erase
And every verse I kick
It's like the worse I get
I'm sick, tell Smurfette to smurf my dick
My clique, holy wise men
Kings of the North Star
The knucklehead hooligans
That fucked up your sports bar
Kill yourself
There's no way you can feel yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix
Yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help
Kill yourself
There's no way you can feel yourself
Yeah, we make it easy for you, this may help
So if you think that you can fix
Yourself - slit your wrists yourself
We make it easy for you, this may help