Army Of The Pharaohs - Suplex lyrics

[Verse 1: Des Devious] It's Des, you know the n***a that'll never spit a whack rhyme I'm too devoted on the concept of gettin mine You shook as an old fact, Pharaohs is born to shine And body a motherf**er, won't do a bit of time My arrogance on the mic like none other grind Older than adolescent boys and past (?) A slang editor level box, this beat bang If reef is touching goons stick you for loose change Yeah that's your last six bucks, b**h boy duck Run for cover, rounds spinning graze your wife and mother Syze, Demoz, Vinnie Paz, and Des D Bringing this animal rap so n***as bless me [Verse 2: Demoz] D is for the way I demolish n***as E is for the way I exit the room without being spotted, n***a (Can't spot me, n***a) M is for the multiple bullets inside the gun O is for the obstacle you thought I couldn't overcome Z is for the way I'm zoned out (zoned out) I'm pulling the chrome out, I shoot a n***a's flesh till his bones out I don't give a f** about police (I don't give a f**) n***a you know me, I shoot under pressure like Kobe Then hop in the whip and just take off If you ain't in my circle then I'm k**ing everybody like Adolf (Everybody) Chainsaw ma**acre, I'm ripping his face off f** a bar of soap, I stuff a sock with an eight-ball [Chorus: Demoz] If you a n***a with an issue and got access to a pistol Listen closely put your clip in the gun If a n***a hating on you cause you nice and he the opposite Listen closely take a sip of this rum, shoot his b**h and his son Now if a cop is following you and you know you riding a dirty Grab your pistol and get ready for war, n***a we ready for war So if they catch you and sitting for an army in a cell k** yourself, give em a story to tell, give em a story to tell [Verse 3: King Syze] Eh yo this ain't no breaking news, just happens we been murking it Hurting sh** permanent, populate some turbulence We beat you incoherent like people popping them Percocets New game we birthed it, honestly we earning this And we get up in the lab and make music for us We chasing the main phrase you know in God we trust And the sk**s never change, staying strong and forever reign Haters love to talk but believe man they never gain Mic ministry spitting misery every single day For that little bit of pay we spit metal your way We get hectic for a monster is mounting the scrilla Money is the root of all evil man, it makes me a k**er [Verse 4: Vinnie Paz] It's on now, I'm coming at you with machetes and hatchets Everything I do is brutal, incredibly graphic Of mice and men motherf**ers you tend to the rabbits Suicidal, I wish the Unabomber sent me a package I don't know if you f*ggot but y'all is very puss I just know I'm running through motherf**ers like Reggie Bush I don't think I'm lazy, I just need a steady push Then I'm ready with the Beretti for any petty crook I'm ready for anybody to come out and a**ault I run with brothers that's gully and they fouler than pork You a p**y, you running from the sound of the Hawk I turn a rock into rubble, you get ground into dirt