Army of the Pharaohs - King Among Kings скачать mp3

[Intro: Chief Kamachi] Yeah, uh The dark arts AOTP, yeah Feel like the nineties right here don't it Yeah uh uh, uh uh take 'em back Yeah, yo [Chief Kamachi:] Yo I'm a pharaoh my street magic been on deck I'm the north Philly Imhotep, you ain't been no threat Look at the walls to my lingual set In the trim on the gold coffin where my demo's kept It's Kamachi my legendary status is earned With the ashes of dead faggots from the Vatican burned I don't care unless the murder of the Pope is concerned I'm +Violent By Design+ with the scope in the urn You sweet wearing sequins stroking a perm I'm in the desert with fatigues try'na focus the germ Yeah, and all you see is blocks of fire Suicide bombers screaming what to Allah Y'all try'na play heavenly angels Get ya halos mangled, in the throat of ya saviour strangled Enough to baffle your ears a little shrapnel from the chapel stairs [Vinnie Paz:] Ayyo my flow is pain I feel nothing I'm bleeding over Cain This is a soldier game fuck 'em buck 'em blow his brain I camel-clutch mics put ya fuckin' soul in flames Take a hold of you and scold you with Jehovah's name We fuckin' load and aim, ayyo Chief Kamach' Take these rappers and strangle 'em until they breathing stops We talking weed and rocks, Desert E's and glocks The only thing that make me happier is bleeding cops I only fuck around with ill rappers My homie Celph got the heritage, stealth and all the ill clappers You only mad 'cos your flame is dying It ain't hard to find you can catch me on the grind with Seamus Ryan [Esoteric:] Master builder Rap British Bulldog boy ask Mathilda Cats with the steel young god The soul benders with uncontrollable tempers Leave you dead in your Nikes like you was heaven's scapegoat members Yonder yo the, money folder with that funky odour Don't get it twisted like I'm speakin' with the tongue of Yoda You stay behind the voices like a cock-less thunder quoter I'm sayin' fuck the voices like a foreign country soldier Shay's worthy my family play dirty We continue to diss you discontinue like a J-30 (Money wants you killed) Yo you better tell cuz' To rely on M-16s like D-12 does [Celph Titled:] It's the Army of the Pharaohs Make a threat, you're hardly a scarecrow We provide you with ammo knockin' off your sombrero So move back bandejo, you dealin' with a lot of these guys Who rock silk suits with Mafia ties I'm blazing hot, open my mouth, flames come out You's a snitch open your mouth, and names come out So we gonna, hop your top off and brains come out Nigga I thought you said you knew, what a gangsta 'bout? Hang 'em out, these pussies is wet, leave 'em to dry I do the work of the devil, I'm a +hell of a guy+ Unload the MP5 and leave your studio sprayed And have blood squirting out ya head like Coolio's braids Doggy this is how we slaughter heads Catch you sleepin' stab you so deep the tip of the blade puncture your water bed 'Cos I'm the type to slice the skin on your back off Come back a week later and slice the motherfuckin' scab off