[Intro]
It is said that once an entire army marched against him,
A real army.
[Verse 1: Planetary]
1,2,1,2
Pharaoh s*** n****
Yo, I live life according to the Low End Theory,
A champion the trophy goes to me clearly,
Most of these n***** fear me seriously,
I'm a step above God my apostles cheer me.
Tap if you hear the Desert Eagle spittin,
With a 'buhloone mindstate' I start 'ego trippin',
Back in the lab I'm the mad scientist,
Keep ya eye on this, when i roar I'm lioness, yes,
Untamed, my style is mundane, consumed from the moon until the sun done changed,
Done done, i done came, conquered my insanity,
The man in me evolves to my vanity,
All black Tee, Philly fitted with a black P,
n***** ain't ready for war to blast me, B
Ask me if I give two s****, if you aint Pharaohs, QD, my kids or my b****.
[Verse 2: Esoteric]
E.S. I made the track rap your dome,
We uncanny like David and Manny,
You chasin' b****, out in left, while I'm circlin' 3rd and being waved home.
Murderin' herbs reveiling words to your nose bone.
I'm Larry Holmes with a left and a right,
I'm Roy Jones winning fights on consecutive nights,
I'm Luke Sky with the blast shield down, cats kneel down, this is boom-bap, real rap, steel sounds.
I watch NESN at 7,
I watch the news at 11 to look for MC's I lyrically murdered and the body's that I deserted,
They probably didn't deserve it, But I had to do it to them, I gotta product line
?? ya'll rap happily ?? so I do it to 'em,
The Mighty Thor with the mind of Michael Moore.
This type of war ends games like the final score.
[Verse 3: Celph t**led]
Yeah!
Celph t**led!
I can't see y'all from where I'm at
I like the smell of napalm in the morning while I'm eating my Apple Jacks
My battle axe acts as a last resort death kill
Quarantine your city, it's about to be a lead spill
f*****s better (FALL BACK)
Said I ain't got (RAW RAPS)
f*** made you (DOUBT THAT)
f*** boy (I'M ALL THAT)
Arrows with explosive tips
I'm about to get real ill on some Ill Bill 'c**a Nostra' s***
That's gritty and gangsta
Vinnie, pass me a banger
I'll abort you little sports with a rusty hanger
Parker Brothers say my name, y'all start to stutter
Slicing p******, I'm a certified carpet cutter
Handgun...(AUTOMATIC)
Shotgun...(PUMP-ACTION)
Me with your wife, that's (AUTOMATIC HUMP-ACTION)
Laundry mat thug passion, we wash bundles there
Keep a gun tucked in the m************ Snuggles bear
(Chorus)
It is said that once an entire army marched against him,
A real army.
[Verse 1: Planetary]
1,2,1,2
Pharaoh s*** n****
Yo, I live life according to the Low End Theory,
A champion the trophy goes to me clearly,
Most of these n***** fear me seriously,
I'm a step above God my apostles cheer me.
Tap if you hear the Desert Eagle spittin,
With a 'buhloone mindstate' I start 'ego trippin',
Back in the lab I'm the mad scientist,
Keep ya eye on this, when i roar I'm lioness, yes,
Untamed, my style is mundane, consumed from the moon until the sun done changed,
Done done, i done came, conquered my insanity,
The man in me evolves to my vanity,
All black Tee, Philly fitted with a black P,
n***** ain't ready for war to blast me, B
Ask me if I give two s****, if you aint Pharaohs, QD, my kids or my b****.
[Verse 2: Esoteric]
E.S. I made the track rap your dome,
We uncanny like David and Manny,
You chasin' b****, out in left, while I'm circlin' 3rd and being waved home.
Murderin' herbs reveiling words to your nose bone.
I'm Larry Holmes with a left and a right,
I'm Roy Jones winning fights on consecutive nights,
I'm Luke Sky with the blast shield down, cats kneel down, this is boom-bap, real rap, steel sounds.
I watch NESN at 7,
I watch the news at 11 to look for MC's I lyrically murdered and the body's that I deserted,
They probably didn't deserve it, But I had to do it to them, I gotta product line
?? ya'll rap happily ?? so I do it to 'em,
The Mighty Thor with the mind of Michael Moore.
This type of war ends games like the final score.
[Verse 3: Celph t**led]
Yeah!
Celph t**led!
I can't see y'all from where I'm at
I like the smell of napalm in the morning while I'm eating my Apple Jacks
My battle axe acts as a last resort death kill
Quarantine your city, it's about to be a lead spill
f*****s better (FALL BACK)
Said I ain't got (RAW RAPS)
f*** made you (DOUBT THAT)
f*** boy (I'M ALL THAT)
Arrows with explosive tips
I'm about to get real ill on some Ill Bill 'c**a Nostra' s***
That's gritty and gangsta
Vinnie, pass me a banger
I'll abort you little sports with a rusty hanger
Parker Brothers say my name, y'all start to stutter
Slicing p******, I'm a certified carpet cutter
Handgun...(AUTOMATIC)
Shotgun...(PUMP-ACTION)
Me with your wife, that's (AUTOMATIC HUMP-ACTION)
Laundry mat thug passion, we wash bundles there
Keep a gun tucked in the m************ Snuggles bear
(Chorus)