Digital War - Army of the Pharaohs, Vinnie Paz, Celph Titled

Yeah, AOTP!

Army of the Pharaoh Clique!

Dummy! Hahahahaha!

I run with gram smugglers (aww), Afghanistan Kush puffers (who else?)

Future lung cancer sufferers (that's us)

We perform illegal operations, like bad Windows software

Draped in ninja assault gear (yeah)

Engineered crosshairs, my target bonkers (wow)

Money farmer, I stay harvesting commas (ahh)

Turn down your offers, piss on your eight thou'

I live a lonely life, my only friend is Paypal (hahaha)

Vest over the thermal, position the blammer

Watching your family through the wall with thermo-vision, infrared on your

grandma

She’ll die when I say so

Telescope on top of the flamer, like Galileo

I was walking through Mars with a pocket full of stars

Tryna think of new bars for the Army of the Gods

Lord help me to achieve all these tricks up my sleeve

Gotta pull them shits out, bring 'em out, let 'em breathe

I’m the oddity of space, camaraderie’s embrace

No dichotomy but best believe autonomy’s in place

For the broccoli, I make sure that homily is laced

No apologies here 'til the economy is straight

I’m the reason that your baby feelin' colicky today

I’m a product of the prophecy, then profit off the play

Probably pick the Wallabies, the top off delay

It’s that nigga Planetary, if it pop off I stay

I swear, rappers getting fucked up this year

They’ll wind up with their whole brain cavity clear

Put the barrel to your ear, last thing you hear

Is your soul tryna break through the Earth’s atmosphere

I swear, rappers getting fucked up this year

They’ll wind up with their whole brain cavity clear

Put the barrel to your ear, last thing you hear

Is your soul tryna break through the Earth’s atmosphere

I swear

Yay though I walk through the valley of the shadow

I’m a sniper with a rifle, sending death through the barrel

This is shotgun poetry, a slam-down symphony

Love is a battle, fellow Pharaohs is my infantry

Alien gun connect, plutonium gats

Sending niggas on they backs like linoleum plat

This ain’t Fab Five Freddie, I’m Freddie with the knives on my gloves and I’m

ready

To cut a nigga face like confetti

For fuckin' with a live nigga cheddy

I bet he never thought I’d turn his wig to spaghetti

Literally nigga, I’m a lyrical vet

With stripes on my sleeve, purple hearts on my chest

Pharaohs!

Back in the lab and attackin' the pad

Huntin' down the wack rappers smackin' their dad

Back when Chad was a Bengal, I was stranglin' these demons like Kurt

Angle and schemin' on Earth

Angels are leaving their words, dangle my flow

Right in the pocket like a North Face price tag

Make you mad like a fat fuck watchin' a Nike ad

Poison ivy puttin' poison in your IV

Avoid your noise, I can destroy you toys nightly

Tom Hanks in Big, you got a little boy’s psyche

«Not-safe-for-work» flow, shit is unsightly

The diabolical psychological raps, what type of audio is that?

Get your body blown Jack, methodically I attack

Smack rappers out their 5 panel hat

Thunder Cat, usin' all the ammo on the racks

Advance with my leg on the street, no Camelbak

I step like the Hulk, all the granite on the planet crack

I swear, rappers getting fucked up this year

They’ll wind up with their whole brain cavity clear

Put the barrel to your ear, last thing you hear

Is your soul tryna break through the Earth’s atmosphere

I swear, rappers getting fucked up this year

They’ll wind up with their whole brain cavity clear

Put the barrel to your ear, last thing you hear

Is your soul tryna break through the Earth’s atmosphere

You better bow low, little rodent, scurry through your mouse hole

Before I rip your soul out your motherfuckin' mouth hole

All about doe, turnin' bitches into Alpo

The world is on my dick like I stuck it in the South Pole

Open up my mouth and blow your fuckin' power out

Girls on my hot dog similar to sauerkraut

I’m the type to uppercut all of these Debbie Downers

Cause I spent many hours studyin' Kenny Powers

King of the assholes, trashy as Corvettes

Bank robbers, stick you and vanish into a vortex

Hand over my heart like Napoleon Bonaparte

I burn you like Joan Of Ark, you bitches get blown apart

They shook to death when we make the terror rise

Look in they eyes, you can see how they terrorrized

Soft niggas petrify when the devil rise

Open they hearts, you can see when the terror lies

Run The Green Mile, no sweat, I’m electrified

Fire in the Sky flow, higher than the clouds go

Scared money, no? Put the money where my mouth go

My dawgs gotta eat, breakin' bread like it’s Alpo

Corny ass niggas, stack they bodies in a silo

If shit didn’t flow, I would throw him where the tide flow

Rappers gassed up and they fuckin' with a pyro

Save the small talk, I ain’t social I’m a psycho

Yo, hold the fuck up, who this batti man here pass the shotty

Winchester, military grade, catch a homi

Anybody have a problem with it, let them try me

Nobody make a fuckin' move unless it’s sanctioned by me

(I'm the fucking boss out here)

I’ll let my young bol ride on ya

Waitin' on another fuckin' letter from Andromeda

Sold out shows from Bogota to Ottawa

I just copped a YHM ray silencer

Soul of Nicolino and the mind of a philosopher

I’mma bring the motherfuckin' drama like an opera

Have a Siciliana shoot at you like a photographer

Deadly with the machete, ready for any conqueror

Hahahahaha!

Army of the Pharaohs!

We worldwide baby!

Yeah, Official Pistol!