Army Of The Pharaohs - Sumerians lyrics

[Scratching: LL Cool J 'Mama Said Knock You Out'] "Putting s**as in fear" "Explosion!" [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] The underworld, the solar myth and the Osiris Code Every f**ing rhyme I write is like a lightening bolt Father of the first divine family of finer folks Fresh pair of garment in every kind of designer coat I ain't saying I'm the greatest but I'm kinda close Iller than Tato Laviera playing dominoes My fist blows through iron nose and body blows My young bull got nice hands and snotty nose Your team putrid your dream lucid, your body froze Dying is the only way you'll ever spot a ghost The rhyme dope like what Verbal Kent is to Keyser Söze b**h get on your knees please it's time to choke [Verse 2: Blacastan] Black Hawk aerial, villain, serial k**ing Night rage, war brigade, rancid tirades Thirteenth century brave hearts with braid sticks swords in you Just to watch your life fade Perforating your flesh while scoring your rib cage You're now rocking with the oracle rhetorical mystical sage Palming, licking my finger while turning a page I'd rather starve, writing bars at minimum wage I'm never on writers block I got lyrics for days In many ways I can show you how syllable's pay Instead I'd rather k** you and piss on your grave Then blame it on the evils that infected my brain [Verse 3: Apathy] Y'all in the presence of the Godz It's the '94 Nas, the Fugees without the Pras The reason you need jobs The dictators of Oz Santa Claus or Freddy's claws The rebels without a pause But please hold the applause Known for breaking soft jaws And taking off broads bras I'm brothers with Lost Cauze I'm basically Bo$$ Hog Impatiently pacing in my basement on my days off Trying to figure out a way that I can blow your face off The Sumerian alien barbarian burying all you Aryans in the area Gut 'em like Cesarean Paleontologists follow this path of destruction To the mouth of a volcano after ma**ive eruptions [Verse 4: Celph Titled] I don't do subliminals I send criminals If I said you won't die, not one bit of the sentence true (It's murder) And in the first 48 kid Best believe I'm k**ing everyone who spectated (Even bay bay's kids) So they never [?] Spell the first letter of my name with a murder capital Tommy in a trench coat Mobbing with Vincenzo Pharaohs been dope since y'all first heard the intro The worst words we sent those Our pen game insane (Or is his brain damaged, deranged lava running through his veins?) So watch the roaches scattering Or it's explosives that shattering From land to water we causing a boating accident [Verse 5: Esoteric] I am the deadly vendetta out for the bread and cheddar That battle B-Boy beheader Fans put their fists up like Jetta When Gretta broke her set of CD, I'm redder You David Archuleta, I'm that N.I.N.E. Beretta Too clever Me and the mic go together like mama Paz and bruschetta Birds of a feather, Pharaohs flying high Embarking on a money making en devour You pumping Maybach Music in the Jetta That whip is better for Eddie Vedder To the haters I be flipping the bird like Robert Griffin the third Duck and an eagles b**h you ain't trying to see no wits You ain't trying to see the clique Needle dick, lift tickets on a Penn field cause I'm staying on an ego trip [Scratching:] "Putting s**as in fear" "Explosion"