Fed to the Lions Army of the Pharaohs

[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, this Spartan music man, this Sparta!
I'm a fuckin' Spartan man!
Listen, yeah

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
Boxcutter Pazzy alias Lucifer's Friend
Yahweh Ben Yahweh, loosen the pen
I've shooted before, I'm not against shooting again
I'm through with you buls, you not ever movin' again
Y'all are bus riders, hoppin' the deuce-to-the-ten
Vinnie a carnivore, y'all is arugula femme
Mecca Medina followed by Jerusalem then
I'm a gorilla from the Biblical zoo with the pen
Kool G, Moe Dee, I'm a fusion of them
The physical manifestation of music from them
Pill bottles, Grey Goose and hallucinogens
The MC decapitated, no uses for them

[Verse 2: Reef The Lost Cauze]
'Round the clock shots I bang all year
Raise your guns and salute, 'cause the gang's all here (what up?)
Niggas had minor setbacks, but that's all clear
It's the Army of the Pharaohs, The Sum of All Fears
Ah yeah, I'm so focused, I'm damn near laser-like
Sharp as a razor, you small fries like tater bites
McNugget MCs, popcorn chickens
The nine has arisen and I'm not gon' miss
I'm not gon' listen to anything rational
I'm hardheaded and indifferent
So I'm all in your kitchen, lookin' through the silverware
The gaze of a killer's stare, gorilla's back with silver hairs
Keep the metal grungy like Silverchair
Drinkin' so much Vodka that I'm 'bout to have a liver scare
Low Life like the Skillionaire
And I bet it be a fuckin' riot whenever my niggas there