Pull the Pins Out Army of the Pharaohs

[Intro: Celph Titled]
Yeah haha, turn the lights on, party's over, motherfuckers
Celph Titled the Ammunition Magician the esoterrorist
It's the Army Of The Pharaohs for real for real

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]
Back with the kill, death, murder
You better check your computers
I won't ever cheat on my bitch
But I'll still sleep with a Luger
You can see my reflection in the chrome it stays blazing
I guess my gangsta's all smoke and mirrors
Kidnap you in the basement with hatchets and cleavers
So every time after that you hearin the Wu-Tang Torture skit
And you havin a seizure
Fuck your street cred I'll turn your street red
Or skin the head of a skinhead
Celph Titled and ES raisin' hell without Pinhead
Its been said the pharaohs immortalize rhymes
We keep heist plans in a trapper keeper... that's organized crime
You might arrive in a stretch limo tinted out
But you'll leave on a stretcher linen with no mouth
Neck broken and ribs stickin out!

[Verse 2: Esoteric]
We the gorillas, this the season of Ichi The Killer
You're CD is filler so we beef like manilla
My sneakers, peach and vanilla
Call me Michael Jordan, while recordin'
Slide a sword inside your organs
Speak from the pillars
How real is ES for that scrilla?
I build with godzilla's militant
Flotillas that believe in shootin first like Reggie Miller
The illest of all sorts, we spit that fire motherfucker
To leave you lookin like dude on the "Legacy of Blood" cover