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army of the pharaohs - ripped to shreds lyrics

[verse 1: celph t-tled]
i’m comin to your cl-ssroom strapped like kindergarten cop ah
in the start (ah) and the hardest artist to rock ah
roll over your whip and turn your strip into a horror scene
when the hammer bust we start a war we carnivores in dvd
ain’t runnin from sh-t b-tch we ain’t scared, you ain’t gonna disrespect a vet
with a choppa that, (got sh-ll catchers) won’t be no ballistic check
i get the check, i get the dough, god dammit i be the sh-t fo sho’
celph t-tled hit the motha f-ckin spot mother f-ckers get shot mother f-ckers will hit the floor
when my brothers marchin’ it’s when i’m above the margin
your whole parliament turn b-tter soft like tubs of magarin
awesome arson with a large carbon got ya sparkin often involved in carvin apart kids in they apartment and
you can’t see me from this angle true
but the torch in my arm will show you what a full on blaze will do
the cuban caucasian dude lacerations from sabertooth
my b-tches hold guns like sarah palin in a bathin suit

[hook: demoz]
light a candle in the snow, f-ck a christmas carrol
you can kill a cambodian can’t kill a pharaoh
kill a african spanish n-gg- your f-ckin niece
kill the president, terrorist, kill a f-ckin priest
your momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand
kill a hustla, customer, kill a white man
see the moral of this story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a f-ckin pharaoh

[verse 2: demoz]

[verse 3: vinnie paz]
i’m hesitant to meet people, i have a tendency to eat people
my team feeds you the priest on the descreet steeple
i don’t listen to anything you perceive legal
turn a christian to anything you would deem evil
left with holes is how the sub machine leave you
small and percise, like you was poked with 3 needles
i don’t drag my brother into it cause hes peaceful
but vinnie takes alot of shots like j-panese people
in fact i take alot of shots like kobe does
i don’t smoke the rock anymore but the homie does
stoop the first mother f-cker to show me drugs
and how to keep the mother f-ckers face on a foldgers mug
you a b-tch, you don’t do what a soldier does
if i was you i’d move into the left like miss jova does
peace to everybody livin that shows me love
and anybody hatin on the god you can hold your slug

- army of the pharaohs lyrics

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