Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Midnight Burial, artist - Army of the Pharaohs. Album song In Death Reborn, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Enemy Soil
Song language: English
Midnight Burial |
Lost Cauze, Vinnie Paz, Planetary, Warchild we love you nigga |
(A-O-T-P they know we be O-N T-O-P) |
King Syze, Apathy, Celph Titled, Eso, Blacastan, Yeah! |
I can’t remember all y’all niggas names, man — there’s too many of y’all |
(A-O-T-P they know we be O-N T-O-P) |
We got a nigga in the crew named Raul? |
— Shout out Raul |
Is that? |
(Raul what up nigga! — Hahahahaha!) |
Uh! |
Ayo y’all pussy like a Fleshlight |
My squad is the ride or die, «arf arf» DMX type |
I be iller in my next life |
I’m fucking Rad without the BMX bike |
Yeah, that’s for my 80's kids there |
And y’all walk with rat tails like an 80's kids hair |
I smoke wax and eat pot brownies |
And still will crush and fold a grown man like Jadeveon Clowney |
Got the pound on me |
Don’t get loud on me |
It’ll be my treat, have a few rounds on me |
Salute, wild flute, wild fate |
Only thing sicker than Lost Cauze is child rape |
Puerto-rock Rambo, long range ammo |
Always on my toes but I don’t rock sandals |
Uncaged animal, off the leash, awkward speech |
Crumbs off the table, is that what you call a feast? |
Underground king, underworld got 'em under siege |
Cold blooded killers, we make the Tundra freeze |
Last life line, I’m out to make a million |
Kinda hard to do without pussies catching feelings |
I go all in, I ain’t got nothing to lose |
Hollow points split your face, fucking up your point of view |
Niggas acting funny, trust me, I am so amused |
Terminate 'em On Sight, we know who is who |
Ayo, fuck a cap and gown, attack your crown, we the last around |
Blasting that classic sound, lock it up, latch it down |
At the clowns, late to the fight, he tryna catch a round |
Only way I stoop to his levels to feed my basset hound |
I already passed the pound, I ain’t trying to match your style |
I ain’t trying to rescue or adopt a crappy rapper now |
I’m in my cabin only happy with the bats around |
Like an older Bruce Wayne or a younger Satchel now |
I’m saying when he’s at the mound, if you can’t keep up |
We ain’t on the same Paige, it’s time that I sweep up |
AOTP there ain’t no equal, we anger people |
Like casting Mel Gibson in a Django sequel |
Yeah, I spit incredible |
Your style DOA, stinking in the vestibule |
Automatic fire attire getting rid of you |
Shoulda just retired, now they sizing up a suit for you |
Look at you, in shits creek |
Not a paddle in sight, shit’s deep |
I don’t understand that, gun in your mouth talk |
Getting intimate with .40 cals, where your tough talk? |
It fell back, guess who had to second guess |
When you realize that the main man was named Des |
AOTP, put your motherfucking heart to test |
25 deep, niggas rolling to your fucking rest |
I can get retarded too, bonafide idiot |
Fully auto in the tuck, watch how much lead is spit |
You delicate, softer than some baby thighs |
Drag you kids to the underground like I’m Pennywise |
Stoned off the reefer and the vodka got my liver fried |
Never have to be a losing nigga if you never tried |
Out the sludge and the slime, the bottom of the barrel |
I’m a God and a Pharaoh Rap game Robert De Niro |
Or better yet rap game Ron Swanson |
My song sponsoring my lab I keep flying saucers in |
Holsters and harnesses, my gold never tarnishes |
Gun powder Pharmacist, Manhattan Project on this shit |
Getting high, injecting snake venom |
So get the fuck outta Dodge, avoid taser shots — Bitch, I’m ducking the charge |
Your rough rugged facade just a mirage |
So let’s aim for your neck — make a bloody collage |
My bread straight, no croissant, so let’s go |
My gun won the Cannabis cup for having the best smoke |
Yeah, hahahha Army of the Pharaoh clique |
(Everybody want heaven, dem not want dead) |
Reef the Lost Cauze, Des Devious, Crypt the Warchild, The Esoteridactyl |
Celph Titled, hahaha, We shining out here |
You think you mob motherfucker? |
We the motherfucking mob |
Hahahaha! |