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  • Army Of The Pharaoh
    Gorillas
    Y'all get too close, I'ma squeeze the life out of you
    You speak too loosely with your words, I'ma silence you
    You ain't a leader, dog, nobody'd die for you
    You ain't a killer, dog, who the ****** lied to you
    And I don't even ****** with y'all ballerinas
    Tryin' to tiptoe by me, I'ma stab your team up
    Tryin' to get dough by me, I'ma snatch your cream up
    'Cause my squad gotta eat and y'all can't come between us
    Thoughts of blowin' my ******' head off when I look in my gun
    I **** back, can't squeeze when I look at my son
    I stop that, can't breathe, y'all wouldn't walk in my shoes
    I'm antisocial, don't speak unless I talk with a tool

    You can take the braggin', the boastin', add up the passion devotion
    The crabs that lack in emotion, we throw 'em back in the ocean
    The Pharaohs packin' the potion, we back in action and rappers are chokin'
    Actin' like the smokin' cats, their backs will get broken
    And '96 was the year I started talkin' with Vinnie
    Rockin' the city, talkin', really reppin' Boston and Philly
    Now you can find us, lined up with OS and QD
    We flow fresh, so don't test, we grotesque and beauty
    I profess a slow death, your plan of attack's a panic attack
    Still better than Bush's plan for Iraq
    My fam in the back, known to keep it realer than most
    While you fake cats cower like the Steelers coach

    Yeah, we the realest, ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
    And we gorillas, walk around with glocks in our hand
    And we some killas, run it like the Mafia ran
    And you should feel us 'cause we turn your ******' block into sand


    We been bubblin' like Bazooka Joe since Boogie Down and Superho
    Futuristic, new simplistic, sweatin' my computer flow
    Army of the armed and dangerous, we stay with stainlesses
    Status is famous, raps translated to seven languages
    Rulin' rap, iron fisted, flow's fluid, rhyme is liquid
    Nitrogen, knife in my pocket, pull it out when *******t gets twisted
    Y'all lookin' for villains? Well, I'm that guy
    I charge junior high kids for a contact high
    And I could always tell y'all was on some ****** *******t
    Like singin' Lil' Kim's parts during Magic Stick
    You'll get your face rocked, nose popped, we got, heat ****ed
    The A-dot, o-dot, t-dot, P-dot

    Check, yo
    Ever since Blood and Ashes life's slowly been changin'
    Catch me sweatin' every night, with my rosary, prayin'
    Meditatin', bathin' in blood, face full of mud
    So grimy, tryin' to speak to me's like takin' a drug
    Razor blades under the tongue, with "Ways of the Gun"
    Playin' in the background when I'm embracin' my sons
    It's like I'm huggin' Satan, though, they feel the evil inside me
    Nah boys, it's me, Papi, can't one emcee stop me
    I'm stressed, blessed with a gift, I'm still tryin' to make it
    Stained from separations, my brain is like a matrix
    I tighten up my laces, prepare for the sequel
    Until then, I'm gon' hustle and take care of my peoples, what!


    Yeah, we the realest, ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
    And we gorillas, walk around with glocks in our hand
    And we some killas, run it like the Mafia ran
    And you should feel us 'cause we turn your ******' block into sand


    Yeah, we the realest, ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
    And we gorillas, walk around with glocks in our hand
    And we some killas, run it like the Mafia ran
    And you should feel us 'cause we turn your ******' block into sand
  • [00:00.00]Army Of The Pharaoh
    [00:00.00]Gorillas
    [00:11.88]Y'all get too close, I'ma squeeze the life out of you
    [00:14.62]You speak too loosely with your words, I'ma silence you
    [00:17.55]You ain't a leader, dog, nobody'd die for you
    [00:20.24]You ain't a killer, dog, who the ****** lied to you
    [00:22.88]And I don't even ****** with y'all ballerinas
    [00:25.77]Tryin' to tiptoe by me, I'ma stab your team up
    [00:28.25]Tryin' to get dough by me, I'ma snatch your cream up
    [00:31.24]'Cause my squad gotta eat and y'all can't come between us
    [00:34.13]Thoughts of blowin' my ******' head off when I look in my gun
    [00:36.81]I **** back, can't squeeze when I look at my son
    [00:39.55]I stop that, can't breathe, y'all wouldn't walk in my shoes
    [00:42.34]I'm antisocial, don't speak unless I talk with a tool
    [00:45.22]
    [00:45.42]You can take the braggin', the boastin', add up the passion devotion
    [00:48.06]The crabs that lack in emotion, we throw 'em back in the ocean
    [00:50.85]The Pharaohs packin' the potion, we back in action and rappers are chokin'
    [00:54.52]Actin' like the smokin' cats, their backs will get broken
    [00:56.86]And '96 was the year I started talkin' with Vinnie
    [00:59.79]Rockin' the city, talkin', really reppin' Boston and Philly
    [01:02.48]Now you can find us, lined up with OS and QD
    [01:05.57]We flow fresh, so don't test, we grotesque and beauty
    [01:08.35]I profess a slow death, your plan of attack's a panic attack
    [01:11.09]Still better than Bush's plan for Iraq
    [01:14.38]My fam in the back, known to keep it realer than most
    [01:16.96]While you fake cats cower like the Steelers coach
    [01:19.60]
    [01:19.80]Yeah, we the realest, ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
    [01:22.54]And we gorillas, walk around with glocks in our hand
    [01:25.23]And we some killas, run it like the Mafia ran
    [01:28.36]And you should feel us 'cause we turn your ******' block into sand
    [01:30.35]
    [01:30.85]
    [01:31.45]We been bubblin' like Bazooka Joe since Boogie Down and Superho
    [01:34.23]Futuristic, new simplistic, sweatin' my computer flow
    [01:37.08]Army of the armed and dangerous, we stay with stainlesses
    [01:39.72]Status is famous, raps translated to seven languages
    [01:42.70]Rulin' rap, iron fisted, flow's fluid, rhyme is liquid
    [01:45.79]Nitrogen, knife in my pocket, pull it out when *******t gets twisted
    [01:48.54]Y'all lookin' for villains? Well, I'm that guy
    [01:50.77]I charge junior high kids for a contact high
    [01:53.96]And I could always tell y'all was on some ****** *******t
    [01:56.60]Like singin' Lil' Kim's parts during Magic Stick
    [01:59.53]You'll get your face rocked, nose popped, we got, heat ****ed
    [02:02.72]The A-dot, o-dot, t-dot, P-dot
    [02:05.26]
    [02:05.88]Check, yo
    [02:06.38]Ever since Blood and Ashes life's slowly been changin'
    [02:08.22]Catch me sweatin' every night, with my rosary, prayin'
    [02:11.16]Meditatin', bathin' in blood, face full of mud
    [02:14.04]So grimy, tryin' to speak to me's like takin' a drug
    [02:16.83]Razor blades under the tongue, with "Ways of the Gun"
    [02:19.57]Playin' in the background when I'm embracin' my sons
    [02:22.40]It's like I'm huggin' Satan, though, they feel the evil inside me
    [02:25.29]Nah boys, it's me, Papi, can't one emcee stop me
    [02:28.33]I'm stressed, blessed with a gift, I'm still tryin' to make it
    [02:31.16]Stained from separations, my brain is like a matrix
    [02:34.05]I tighten up my laces, prepare for the sequel
    [02:36.74]Until then, I'm gon' hustle and take care of my peoples, what!
    [02:38.68]
    [02:39.13]
    [02:39.67]Yeah, we the realest, ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
    [02:42.41]And we gorillas, walk around with glocks in our hand
    [02:45.20]And we some killas, run it like the Mafia ran
    [02:48.13]And you should feel us 'cause we turn your ******' block into sand
    [02:50.42]
    [02:50.67]
    [02:51.07]Yeah, we the realest, ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
    [02:53.96]And we gorillas, walk around with glocks in our hand
    [02:56.59]And we some killas, run it like the Mafia ran
    [02:59.63]And you should feel us 'cause we turn your ******' block into sand