Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Army of the Pharaohs: War Ensemble, artist - Jedi Mind Tricks. Album song Violent By Design, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.05.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
Army of the Pharaohs: War Ensemble |
I exit out of my sarcophagus |
Fourth Horseman of the apocaplyse |
For my esophagus breathes evil that just demolishes |
Abolishes, to the darkness of mephistopheles |
Mental enteral that went through an ancient acropolis |
Conquered this, from a fetus to genius |
Took DNA from the Shroud of Turin and cloned Jesus |
Merciless leaders, the 19th galaxy |
Born to a storm on the seas of Gallilee |
Battle me and suffer whiplash from my apostles |
Leave you in shackles in the castle of Nosferatu |
Ikon is hostile and mortals cause contusions |
Hologram is known for placing poison in Christian communion |
Slash, with the actions of ultra-violence |
Crucifixions, indiction by Pontius Pilate |
I walk naked in the house of David with pride |
Force you to bleed just to make sure that you’re still alive |
Crystallize, we keep it live, y’all can’t see me |
Banish satanic verses like Ayatollah Khomeini |
I break in half, setting staff with ancient math |
I wait and laugh, create a *fucking* blood bath |
A-A-A-Army of the Pharaohs |
Army of the Pharaohs! |
Army of the Pharaohs! |
I bring the gory oratory yes demorally derogatory |
Mad expository expedition in your auditory |
Categories don’t apply |
Your mind’s eye is blinded by my battle raps |
Like cateracts your habitat is Halifax |
Once I run you out your native city |
Shay’s committee is pretty witty we show no pity |
I deflate then separate wack MCs who replicate |
Every trace of Esoteric found up in their record crate |
I devastate, homosapian metabolism |
Like human catacalysm inbreded with an anachronism |
My precision makes incisions on your acrotism |
Battling is a bad decision leaving you with aphorisms |
I whoop ass like masochism dominatrix |
That’s the basics |
Hologram brought The Matrix |
To fake kids |
Fifty dead MCs to my credit |
Learn from the druid better known as Esoteric |
In this the final conflict high powers and copper ides to enlist this |
The fluid I spit his briskes |
Without so much as whispers |
And with the swiftness of what you transisted |
Can carry info, a widow slapped when you missed this |
Directly cut by my discus |
Forged upon the anvils of Prophestus ------ hand skills |
I slam your damn grill |
Execute in Greco-Roman holds |
Roll controls the battle gear |
Exploding through the atmosphere |
I saddle fear, reads cereberal centipedes |
And Evil Steades the feeble flee |
Holdings of a rapper thats headed for the sky the scroll |
Is to be viewed by the mischievious eyes of Loki |
I hated your verse so I went back in time |
Waited in your mother’s warm uterus |
To kill you before you were born |
Like zygotes my hands split the trunk of petrified oaks |
It’s time to die folks |
You think that I joke |
I leave you die slow |
Your wrists are broken tied to horses |
Quartered as forces pull you in opposite directions |
Dissection of my anatomy |
Will lead to the unveiling of blood shield |
In a tiny time will reveal |
That a giant computer body |
Which is similar to RoboTech |
Downloaded wreck |
From the million megabytes of rhymes that rest on Virtuoso’s neck |