Army Of The Pharaohs - Broken Safeties lyrics

[Verse 1: Apathy] I keep sub-woofers woofing like a werewolf, howling The werewolf growling, rappers throw the towel in I stand tall, towering A giant, overpowering Meet me out in space where a meteor, showering Shoveling, dirt up in the cemetery Scowling, crawling Looking for a soul for devouring Owls swoop down, grabbing rats off the ground You can hear the bell toll twelve time's in the town Now it's midnight, streets where them lost souls hitchhike Hearts pump ice water, never been the b**h type I fistfight with God, slap box with Amen Ra I'm Allah, I'm a star armed robbing armored cars Armoralled Audi villain I'm a getaway driver Loaded automatic in my leather jacket liner Rappers like vagina, eat it, beat it, till it bleeds Fill it full of seeds, keep the kingdom under siege, hoes [Verse 2: Lawrence Arnell] I am surrounded by legends Even when I don't fit in, I get in You ain't gotta pat me down to find the weapon Scott Stallone won't even adjust to settings Before the Armageddon starts The dark artists I go the hardest, the farthest, after my target So when I'm standing on a pyramid Amongst the Army of the illest f**ing lyricists Chicken Little, be prepared for anything when the sky falls You won't have to f**ing deal with it, all of y'all My team's synonymous with fire pits Branding irons, muzzle flash, crying kids The catalyst, the arrogance, is brought upon By the fact that nobody's ever proven me wrong So f** your song, f** your albums and your rap career You got a problem? I'll be right here [Hook x2: Apathy] There's a war going on outside You can either find a place to hide or start riding Never the victim with my hands in the sky When it's hammer time, racks'll slide Leviathan [Verse 3: Vinnie Paz] Yeah I'm here to reincrease the murder rate Smoking Waka-thai on Zanzabar listen to purple tape (Raekwon The Chef!) I don't like the sh** that y'all regurgitate Rearrange your face into a state to make the nurse's shake Young bull run up on you, take your purch' and break Eating [?] with former [?] off a Persian plate I don't listen to the music that you herb's create Soft mahf**er sound like you rehearse with Drake (you f**ing soft!) It's wearing on me, I don't know how much my nerve's can take I guess being a b**h requires certain taste I make the same incisions that a surgeon make Two times too many, you don't get a third mistake You a** betting so I know that you for certain snake And I don't trust a mahf**er I'm immersed in hate Colombo crime family, f** around and burst your face Allahu Akbar, blokka blokka burn his face [Verse 4: Celph Titled] Army of the murderers, mercenaries with no mercy Soldiers that's so dirty, hold burners that hold thirty Lock a corrupt officer in the corner with the ghost of Chris Dorner And commence to piss on him (Think we won't?) Your security; needs security We damage 'em all, y'all building bird houses, your hammers is small (Why they so small?) I put the nozzle in your nasal hole You break 'em down to grams baby we bake 'em whole You're not an O.G., you're the first to G.O Speed off in a G.O. and duck like Nat Geo Shoot through your book, there's holes in your story My young balls cracking skulls and they open 'em for me Cut open three white keys with a white continental G.T. key For a three night spree out in Wikiki And I repeat, when the iron start firing You gon' hear my hollow spit b**h but I ain't Hawaiian [Hook]