
Luxor Temple Army of the Pharaohs
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[Verse 1: Blacastan]
The league of extraordinary gentlemen indeed
And proceed to take the underworld under siege
The most decorated, celebrated soldier on the scene
The most underrated, overhated nigga on my team
Black ops, black cops, falling on black tops
And I pursue chasing suspects through back blocks
A superhero shooting supernovas through my toaster
Face on a poster, hiding out in Nova Scotia
Break a mic over my knee, like Canseco kid
Still wanted on the run like I'm Pecos Bill
Spit quicker than a six shooter off of the hip
With thicker chicks in Bermuda blowin' coke off the dick
Living the life of a pharaoh, in this modern day Babel
Fuckin' too many bitches could leave a nigga sterile
My whole battalion, snatchin' Olympic gold medallions
Like old Italians, season they gravy with the scallions
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
Official Pistol Gang click it and spark
I swear y'all mother fuckers made bitchin' an art
Vampire, y'all mother fuckers stick through the heart
I don't rap over beats Vinnie rip 'em apart
I smell fear, y'all was bitch from the start
Y'all are sweeter than a fructose kiss in the dark
I was here first, I'm an aboriginal's thought
I have poison on the pen like an indigenous dart
My name Boxcutter,I'm about to christen 'em, lord
Like a jail dude ima stick a shiv in 'em, lord
Throw a left hook then I take a piss on 'em, lord
Salt, pepper, ketchup - everything I get in the store
They say this Siciliano is wild nice
I'm a keep 'em feedin' every block like I'm fried rice
Stupid rapper you could get punched in the eye twice
You could never walk in my shoes or live my life
The league of extraordinary gentlemen indeed
And proceed to take the underworld under siege
The most decorated, celebrated soldier on the scene
The most underrated, overhated nigga on my team
Black ops, black cops, falling on black tops
And I pursue chasing suspects through back blocks
A superhero shooting supernovas through my toaster
Face on a poster, hiding out in Nova Scotia
Break a mic over my knee, like Canseco kid
Still wanted on the run like I'm Pecos Bill
Spit quicker than a six shooter off of the hip
With thicker chicks in Bermuda blowin' coke off the dick
Living the life of a pharaoh, in this modern day Babel
Fuckin' too many bitches could leave a nigga sterile
My whole battalion, snatchin' Olympic gold medallions
Like old Italians, season they gravy with the scallions
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
Official Pistol Gang click it and spark
I swear y'all mother fuckers made bitchin' an art
Vampire, y'all mother fuckers stick through the heart
I don't rap over beats Vinnie rip 'em apart
I smell fear, y'all was bitch from the start
Y'all are sweeter than a fructose kiss in the dark
I was here first, I'm an aboriginal's thought
I have poison on the pen like an indigenous dart
My name Boxcutter,I'm about to christen 'em, lord
Like a jail dude ima stick a shiv in 'em, lord
Throw a left hook then I take a piss on 'em, lord
Salt, pepper, ketchup - everything I get in the store
They say this Siciliano is wild nice
I'm a keep 'em feedin' every block like I'm fried rice
Stupid rapper you could get punched in the eye twice
You could never walk in my shoes or live my life
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