Army Of The Pharaohs - Frontline Lyrics

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[Planetary]

Behold a Pale Horse, yall niggas 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

It's nothin' to us, we bustin' militant verses

Belligerent syndicate, we spit the gift and the curses

You niggas 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?

So you left with ya jaw leakin', I punished 'em all speakin'

We all beefin, niggas is running rampid

I curve verbs, the type that can serve Sampras

Y'all all infantile niggas in pampers

There's no cure to my sickness, I'm rap's cancer

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(King Syze)

Lets get it crackin' what happened to all a ya'll?

These QD stars got the people screaming for encore

We love raw, direct, uncut raw

And ya little particles we bound to dust and mop

Rap shit is my rope, and I ain't givin' a slack

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

My Daily operation for the cash on the nightly

We all icy, hustle just for the grams

And breaking bread with the Pharaohs man, that's 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

Raincoat, Umbrella stop all your rain

The industry a buffet, I eat all I can

So fuck if you next and fuck a duet

You niggas don't want to play me like Russian Roulette (Nope)

Man you DVD rappers soundin' comfortable, bet

This not an exercise tape, why you bustin' a sweat? (Nigga)

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