[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, AOTP!
Army of the Pharaoh Clique!
Dummy! Hahahahaha!
[Verse 1: Celph Titled]
I run with gram smugglers (aww), Afghanistan Kush puffers (who else?)
Future lung cancer sufferers (that's us)
We perform illegal operations, like bad Windows software
Draped in ninja assault gear (yeah)
Engineered crosshairs, my target bonkers (wow)
Money farmer, I stay harvesting commas (ahh)
Turn down your offers, piss on your eight thou'
I live a lonely life, my only friend is Paypal (hahaha)
Vest over the thermal, position the blammer
Watching your family through the wall with thermo-vision, infrared on your grandma
She'll die when I say so
Telescope on top of the flamer, like Galileo
[Verse 2: Planetary]
I was walking through Mars with a pocket full of stars
Tryna think of new bars for the Army of the Gods
Lord help me to achieve all these tricks up my sleeve
Gotta pull them shits out, bring 'em out, let 'em breathe
I'm the oddity of space, camaraderie's embrace
No dichotomy but best believe autonomy's in place
For the broccoli, I make sure that homily is laced
No apologies here 'til the economy is straight
I'm the reason that your baby feelin' colicky today
I'm a product of the prophecy, then profit off the play
Probably pick the Wallabies, the top off delay
It's that nigga Planetary, if it pop off I stay
Yeah, AOTP!
Army of the Pharaoh Clique!
Dummy! Hahahahaha!
[Verse 1: Celph Titled]
I run with gram smugglers (aww), Afghanistan Kush puffers (who else?)
Future lung cancer sufferers (that's us)
We perform illegal operations, like bad Windows software
Draped in ninja assault gear (yeah)
Engineered crosshairs, my target bonkers (wow)
Money farmer, I stay harvesting commas (ahh)
Turn down your offers, piss on your eight thou'
I live a lonely life, my only friend is Paypal (hahaha)
Vest over the thermal, position the blammer
Watching your family through the wall with thermo-vision, infrared on your grandma
She'll die when I say so
Telescope on top of the flamer, like Galileo
[Verse 2: Planetary]
I was walking through Mars with a pocket full of stars
Tryna think of new bars for the Army of the Gods
Lord help me to achieve all these tricks up my sleeve
Gotta pull them shits out, bring 'em out, let 'em breathe
I'm the oddity of space, camaraderie's embrace
No dichotomy but best believe autonomy's in place
For the broccoli, I make sure that homily is laced
No apologies here 'til the economy is straight
I'm the reason that your baby feelin' colicky today
I'm a product of the prophecy, then profit off the play
Probably pick the Wallabies, the top off delay
It's that nigga Planetary, if it pop off I stay
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