AOTP in this shit. We don't rumble no more
I'm going in. Uh.
Why you running with those lames thats tapped out
AOTP is frontline with they macs out
And we don't rumble no more we comin' for war
I can hit from a long range don't care if you draw, and uh
Your eyes cant hit what they cant see
The M1, will melt a bitch wig like gangrene
And my trees is laced, bucket is half licked,
My whole team got laced, half of them rich
The other half, originate from the best part
My right hook will leave your face covered with stretch-marks
When the swellin' go down, im tellin' ya clowns
The next step is fillin' up your melon with rounds, and uh
This is warfare, bitches in war gear
The AOTP, whole roster is all here
So fall back if you thinkin' of beefin' dog
I have my bitch Reef tie your moms to tree with barb.
The Heavy Metal King hold big dicks I **** the heaters
Fat, bald, Puerto Ricans and the pasta eaters
Every move i make righteous, God bitches can see us
Peace to Abraham, Ishmael, Jacob, Jesus
Peace to every man, woman and child
To Mohammad and his glorious muezzin Bilal
You a swine eater that means all your energy foul
I'm a divine leader that means all my enemies bow
Yeah, but i ain't worried 'bout my enemies now
Even though at times my team can be incredibly wild
Don't attempt to ever get me to smile
Unless you wanna see what bullets do to heads of a child
Behold a Pale Horse, yall bitches is running a frail course (Get up)
Ain't nothin' better than smellin' a stale corpse
Depicted, through your skeleton, wear elegant gloves
Purple blood on the fingers we lock from hell and above
The shell from a slug, turn grizzly bears into cubs
I make the birds fly south when we get it crunk in the club
Its nothin' to us, we bustin' militant verses
You bitches worthless, i see you in the cypher with ya backpack
I'm way past that, may God strike ya
You sounded like you was reading, you was off-beat even??
We all beefin, mother ****ers is running rampid
I curve verbs, the type that can serve Sampras
Y'all all infantile bitches in pampers
Theres no cure to my sickness, im rap's cancer
(King Syze)
Lets get it crackin' what happened to all a ya'll?
We love raw, direct, uncut raw
Main question in the air man, Who bringin' it back?
Gotta' be us, honestly In God We Trust
Apply pressure to the point and it will probably bust
Don't ever strike me, rollin' with Crypt that's more than likely
We all icy, hustle just for the grams
And breaking bread with the Pharaohs man, thats part of the plan
(It go, it go, it go)
(Demoz)
Food off your plate I scrape, I will never cater
Demoz tryin' to come up like a elevator
Green money, make paper like i own a forest
He's funny, rap name should be Martin Lawrence
Never hated, I ain't tryin' say I never made it
Now my confidence is high like it's medicated
Call me a loose charm, I'm off the chain
I'm off the wall like in memory of my name
Versatile with the flow, they all the same
Ghetto can't walk right, I borrow the cane
The industry a buffet, I eat all I can
So **** if you next and **** a duet
Man you DVD rappers soundin' comfortable, bet
This not an exercise tape, why you bustin' a sweat? (Bitch)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.18]AOTP in this shit. We don't rumble no more
[00:27.21]I'm going in. Uh.
[00:30.06]Why you running with those lames thats tapped out
[00:32.49]AOTP is frontline with they macs out
[00:35.37]And we don't rumble no more we comin' for war
[00:37.80]I can hit from a long range don't care if you draw, and uh
[00:41.13]Your eyes cant hit what they cant see
[00:43.26]The M1, will melt a bitch wig like gangrene
[00:46.44]And my trees is laced, bucket is half licked,
[00:49.02]My whole team got laced, half of them rich
[00:51.45]The other half, originate from the best part
[00:54.30]My right hook will leave your face covered with stretch-marks
[00:57.36]When the swellin' go down, im tellin' ya clowns
[00:59.91]The next step is fillin' up your melon with rounds, and uh
[01:02.94]This is warfare, bitches in war gear
[01:05.91]The AOTP, whole roster is all here
[01:08.28]So fall back if you thinkin' of beefin' dog
[01:10.86]I have my bitch Reef tie your moms to tree with barb.
[01:13.29][Vinnie Paz]
[01:13.59]The Heavy Metal King hold big dicks I **** the heaters
[01:16.65]Fat, bald, Puerto Ricans and the pasta eaters
[01:19.41]Every move i make righteous, God bitches can see us
[01:22.14]Peace to Abraham, Ishmael, Jacob, Jesus
[01:24.87]Peace to every man, woman and child
[01:26.91]To Mohammad and his glorious muezzin Bilal
[01:29.64]You a swine eater that means all your energy foul
[01:32.40]I'm a divine leader that means all my enemies bow
[01:35.22]Yeah, but i ain't worried 'bout my enemies now
[01:37.98]Even though at times my team can be incredibly wild
[01:41.34]Don't attempt to ever get me to smile
[01:43.35]Unless you wanna see what bullets do to heads of a child
[01:45.87][Planetary]
[01:46.20]Behold a Pale Horse, yall bitches is running a frail course (Get up)
[01:49.41]Ain't nothin' better than smellin' a stale corpse
[01:51.66]Depicted, through your skeleton, wear elegant gloves
[01:54.30]Purple blood on the fingers we lock from hell and above
[01:57.15]The shell from a slug, turn grizzly bears into cubs
[01:59.79]I make the birds fly south when we get it crunk in the club
[02:02.64]Its nothin' to us, we bustin' militant verses
[02:08.55]You bitches worthless, i see you in the cypher with ya backpack
[02:11.85]I'm way past that, may God strike ya
[02:13.80]You sounded like you was reading, you was off-beat even??
[02:19.32]We all beefin, mother ****ers is running rampid
[02:22.05]I curve verbs, the type that can serve Sampras
[02:25.05]Y'all all infantile bitches in pampers
[02:27.66]Theres no cure to my sickness, im rap's cancer
[02:30.45](King Syze)
[02:30.63]Lets get it crackin' what happened to all a ya'll?
[02:35.85]We love raw, direct, uncut raw
[02:43.68]Main question in the air man, Who bringin' it back?
[02:46.41]Gotta' be us, honestly In God We Trust
[02:49.08]Apply pressure to the point and it will probably bust
[02:51.90]Don't ever strike me, rollin' with Crypt that's more than likely
[02:57.63]We all icy, hustle just for the grams
[03:00.15]And breaking bread with the Pharaohs man, thats part of the plan
[03:02.76](It go, it go, it go)
[03:03.27](Demoz)
[03:03.42]Food off your plate I scrape, I will never cater
[03:06.09]Demoz tryin' to come up like a elevator
[03:08.85]Green money, make paper like i own a forest
[03:11.73]He's funny, rap name should be Martin Lawrence
[03:14.37]Never hated, I ain't tryin' say I never made it
[03:17.34]Now my confidence is high like it's medicated
[03:20.10]Call me a loose charm, I'm off the chain
[03:22.83]I'm off the wall like in memory of my name
[03:25.59]Versatile with the flow, they all the same
[03:28.38]Ghetto can't walk right, I borrow the cane
[03:33.78]The industry a buffet, I eat all I can
[03:36.51]So **** if you next and **** a duet
[03:41.46]Man you DVD rappers soundin' comfortable, bet
[03:44.07]This not an exercise tape, why you bustin' a sweat? (Bitch)
AOTP in this shit. We don't rumble no more
I'm going in. Uh.
Why you running with those lames thats tapped out
AOTP is frontline with they macs out
And we don't rumble no more we comin' for war
I can hit from a long range don't care if you draw, and uh
Your eyes cant hit what they cant see
The M1, will melt a bitch wig like gangrene
And my trees is laced, bucket is half licked,
My whole team got laced, half of them rich
The other half, originate from the best part
My right hook will leave your face covered with stretch-marks
When the swellin' go down, im tellin' ya clowns
The next step is fillin' up your melon with rounds, and uh
This is warfare, bitches in war gear
The AOTP, whole roster is all here
So fall back if you thinkin' of beefin' dog
I have my bitch Reef tie your moms to tree with barb.
The Heavy Metal King hold big dicks I **** the heaters
Fat, bald, Puerto Ricans and the pasta eaters
Every move i make righteous, God bitches can see us
Peace to Abraham, Ishmael, Jacob, Jesus
Peace to every man, woman and child
To Mohammad and his glorious muezzin Bilal
You a swine eater that means all your energy foul
I'm a divine leader that means all my enemies bow
Yeah, but i ain't worried 'bout my enemies now
Even though at times my team can be incredibly wild
Don't attempt to ever get me to smile
Unless you wanna see what bullets do to heads of a child
Behold a Pale Horse, yall bitches is running a frail course (Get up)
Ain't nothin' better than smellin' a stale corpse
Depicted, through your skeleton, wear elegant gloves
Purple blood on the fingers we lock from hell and above
The shell from a slug, turn grizzly bears into cubs
I make the birds fly south when we get it crunk in the club
Its nothin' to us, we bustin' militant verses
You bitches worthless, i see you in the cypher with ya backpack
I'm way past that, may God strike ya
You sounded like you was reading, you was off-beat even??
We all beefin, mother ****ers is running rampid
I curve verbs, the type that can serve Sampras
Y'all all infantile bitches in pampers
Theres no cure to my sickness, im rap's cancer
(King Syze)
Lets get it crackin' what happened to all a ya'll?
We love raw, direct, uncut raw
Main question in the air man, Who bringin' it back?
Gotta' be us, honestly In God We Trust
Apply pressure to the point and it will probably bust
Don't ever strike me, rollin' with Crypt that's more than likely
We all icy, hustle just for the grams
And breaking bread with the Pharaohs man, thats part of the plan
(It go, it go, it go)
(Demoz)
Food off your plate I scrape, I will never cater
Demoz tryin' to come up like a elevator
Green money, make paper like i own a forest
He's funny, rap name should be Martin Lawrence
Never hated, I ain't tryin' say I never made it
Now my confidence is high like it's medicated
Call me a loose charm, I'm off the chain
I'm off the wall like in memory of my name
Versatile with the flow, they all the same
Ghetto can't walk right, I borrow the cane
The industry a buffet, I eat all I can
So **** if you next and **** a duet
Man you DVD rappers soundin' comfortable, bet
This not an exercise tape, why you bustin' a sweat? (Bitch)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.18]AOTP in this shit. We don't rumble no more
[00:27.21]I'm going in. Uh.
[00:30.06]Why you running with those lames thats tapped out
[00:32.49]AOTP is frontline with they macs out
[00:35.37]And we don't rumble no more we comin' for war
[00:37.80]I can hit from a long range don't care if you draw, and uh
[00:41.13]Your eyes cant hit what they cant see
[00:43.26]The M1, will melt a bitch wig like gangrene
[00:46.44]And my trees is laced, bucket is half licked,
[00:49.02]My whole team got laced, half of them rich
[00:51.45]The other half, originate from the best part
[00:54.30]My right hook will leave your face covered with stretch-marks
[00:57.36]When the swellin' go down, im tellin' ya clowns
[00:59.91]The next step is fillin' up your melon with rounds, and uh
[01:02.94]This is warfare, bitches in war gear
[01:05.91]The AOTP, whole roster is all here
[01:08.28]So fall back if you thinkin' of beefin' dog
[01:10.86]I have my bitch Reef tie your moms to tree with barb.
[01:13.29][Vinnie Paz]
[01:13.59]The Heavy Metal King hold big dicks I **** the heaters
[01:16.65]Fat, bald, Puerto Ricans and the pasta eaters
[01:19.41]Every move i make righteous, God bitches can see us
[01:22.14]Peace to Abraham, Ishmael, Jacob, Jesus
[01:24.87]Peace to every man, woman and child
[01:26.91]To Mohammad and his glorious muezzin Bilal
[01:29.64]You a swine eater that means all your energy foul
[01:32.40]I'm a divine leader that means all my enemies bow
[01:35.22]Yeah, but i ain't worried 'bout my enemies now
[01:37.98]Even though at times my team can be incredibly wild
[01:41.34]Don't attempt to ever get me to smile
[01:43.35]Unless you wanna see what bullets do to heads of a child
[01:45.87][Planetary]
[01:46.20]Behold a Pale Horse, yall bitches is running a frail course (Get up)
[01:49.41]Ain't nothin' better than smellin' a stale corpse
[01:51.66]Depicted, through your skeleton, wear elegant gloves
[01:54.30]Purple blood on the fingers we lock from hell and above
[01:57.15]The shell from a slug, turn grizzly bears into cubs
[01:59.79]I make the birds fly south when we get it crunk in the club
[02:02.64]Its nothin' to us, we bustin' militant verses
[02:08.55]You bitches worthless, i see you in the cypher with ya backpack
[02:11.85]I'm way past that, may God strike ya
[02:13.80]You sounded like you was reading, you was off-beat even??
[02:19.32]We all beefin, mother ****ers is running rampid
[02:22.05]I curve verbs, the type that can serve Sampras
[02:25.05]Y'all all infantile bitches in pampers
[02:27.66]Theres no cure to my sickness, im rap's cancer
[02:30.45](King Syze)
[02:30.63]Lets get it crackin' what happened to all a ya'll?
[02:35.85]We love raw, direct, uncut raw
[02:43.68]Main question in the air man, Who bringin' it back?
[02:46.41]Gotta' be us, honestly In God We Trust
[02:49.08]Apply pressure to the point and it will probably bust
[02:51.90]Don't ever strike me, rollin' with Crypt that's more than likely
[02:57.63]We all icy, hustle just for the grams
[03:00.15]And breaking bread with the Pharaohs man, thats part of the plan
[03:02.76](It go, it go, it go)
[03:03.27](Demoz)
[03:03.42]Food off your plate I scrape, I will never cater
[03:06.09]Demoz tryin' to come up like a elevator
[03:08.85]Green money, make paper like i own a forest
[03:11.73]He's funny, rap name should be Martin Lawrence
[03:14.37]Never hated, I ain't tryin' say I never made it
[03:17.34]Now my confidence is high like it's medicated
[03:20.10]Call me a loose charm, I'm off the chain
[03:22.83]I'm off the wall like in memory of my name
[03:25.59]Versatile with the flow, they all the same
[03:28.38]Ghetto can't walk right, I borrow the cane
[03:33.78]The industry a buffet, I eat all I can
[03:36.51]So **** if you next and **** a duet
[03:41.46]Man you DVD rappers soundin' comfortable, bet
[03:44.07]This not an exercise tape, why you bustin' a sweat? (Bitch)
*Into*
Yeah
a.o.T.P., come on!
Underground legends, yeah
Yeah! Army of the mother ******' Pharoahs!
And what I'm saying, independent
Warriors taking o...
I lick a shot in the sky
You a bitch, one of 700 Solomon's wives
My glock is a nine
My thirty-eight Wesson a beautiful bitch
You rhyme like a hoe, fin...
In the start as (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 w...
Disturbing the peace, swerving in Suburbans from beef
Crying all the time cause I'm around the world with my heat
The urban thief,(?) herb on the stre...
You might be the proud new father
I am their future martyr
Who slaughters like blood is the new water
Who's darker, who owns a tooth sharpener
Who's p...
(Intro: Reef The Lost Cause)
Yeah...this is where I talk **** (Yeah *****, talk ****!)
AOTP...Lost Cauze, my man Planetary
What up, Crypt? Yeah
Vinnie...
Brap brap!
Hahahaha!
Kamach!
Section Eight Egyptians!
What up couso?
Demoz!
Louie Dogs!
Hahahaha!
Yeah!
Genocide General...
Yo, everything I see is *...
The first time I heard rap I was so gased
'Cause back then, you could make an album with no cash
But nowadays everybody is so cool
And this is all fac...