Battle Hymn Vinnie Paz (Ft. Army of the Pharaohs)

[Intro: Vinnie Paz]
Hahahaha... (Hahahaha...)
Yeah, motherfukers! We back again!
Pharaoh clique motherfucker!
Jus Allah! King Syze! Blacastan! Apathy!
Outerspace! 7L, ES! Vinnie P! Celph Titled!
Yeah, baby!

[Verse 1: Apathy]
I travel underground like The Goonies with a bag full of uzis
Emergin' in a corner store where Arabs sell loosies
My banger's on the waist, I never wave it around
But I always chamber a round when there's strangers around
Set my phaser to kill, my force field is on max
Never relax, study the facts and stockpile gats
'Cause the sky's about to bleed blood out from the clouds
There's gas mask's in my backpacks when walkin' through crowds
The post-apocalyptic, optic fitted with bionic circuitry
Surgically planted perfectly, no way to word it verbally
But extrasensory perception got me detectin'
Any cop or detective, intercept 'em and stop 'em with weapons

[Verse 2: King Syze (Vinnie Paz)]
King Syze, Vinnie Paz, we like Animal Hawk
Grammatical master for art, Heavy Metal we smashin' your thoughts
We upper level, you rappers are technicians
Undergraduates I gotta doctorate when it comes to rippin'
Scientific, I was spawned from a different species
And if uh you beat me, you gon’ fight me every time you see me
(It’s never over) Fuck, Syze is King Cobra
I’m brushin' off my shoulders, spittin' lethal plus we takin' over
I’m gettin' older so I live by the new slogan
That Philly shit the barrel smoke will leave your head open
IIt’s open season on any rapper who want to beef with
The Army of the Pharaohs, yeah man we’ll bring the seasonin'