Godzilla Army of the Pharaohs

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]
What I write in a verse is like magic tricks, Copperfield
Grab your chick, cop a feel
Cock the Glock for real, give you some cop appeal
Dynamite vest, na I ain't stressing nothing
With a smiley face sticker on my detonator button
Haters ask, "Is he bluffing or is he bugging?"
I don't know but I don't fuck with weed with the seed stuffing
What I blaze gets me oh so higher
Burn more white widow smoke than an old folks home on fire
I make change cha ching
I can hang a playground from a charm you should see the way my chain swings
You got the balls to diss? Won't have 'em afterwards
'Cause when I rap, contenders get killed, after all my words
I'm tired of all you rapping nerds trying to critique my shit
Like I ain't the motherfucking master of the baddest verbs
Celph Titled and the AOTP alliance will travel back in time
Smack ya, have your baby teeth flying

[Verse 2: Jus Allah]
I am Rob Zombie, I am the Omni of dishonesty
I'm a prodigy, an atrocity
Not a lot of promise in me
Positively not a drop of modesty
My philosophy is the policy
I believe in nothing
Try teaching a beast peace and loving
Juggling, my beliefs need readjusting
My life was sticks and rocks
Kick, punch, block
It was not a box of butterscotch and shuttlecocks
I have filled a pot of mud, spilled a lot of blood
Watch the drops drip and flood, hit the top stud
I have crashed a lot of waves, dug a lot of graves
Drunk a lot of grapes, I have fucked a lot of babes
I'm do not disturb, I have punched a lot of nerds
Struck a lot of curbs, I have cut a lot of curves
You are none of the above, push come to shove
You're all mother fucking puppy lovin' country clubs