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Army Of The Pharaohs - Ripped To Shreds lyrics

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]
I'm comin to your classroom strapped like kindergarten cop (Ah)
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 war we carnivores in DVD
Ain't runnin from shit bitch we ain't scared, you ain't gonna disrespect a vet
With a choppa that, (got shell catchers) won't be no ballistic check
I get the cheque, I get the dough, god dammit I be the shit fo sho'
Celph Titled hit the motha fuckin spot mother fuckers get shot mother fuckers will hit the floor
When my brothers marchin' it's when I'm above the margin
Your whole parliament turn butter 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 bitches hold guns like sarah palin in a bathin suit


[Chorus: Demoz]
Light a candle in the snow, fuck a christmas carrol
You can kill a cambodian can't kill a pharaoh
Kill a african, spanish, nigga your fuckin niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a fuckin 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 spit ammo at anybody, kill yourself but not a fuckin pharaoh


[Verse 2: Demoz]
I believe you not in the league
And obviously you blind to see you not in the league
You by ? to be ? you high on the E
I move like Mohammed Ali
Test me, you won’t want to be my
Food for thought, who would’ve thought?
That I woulda been something you woulda bought
Cause you would’ve thought I would’ve been
Too perked up to prove it again
Too perked up to lose it again
When ? got me moving my pen
And I ain’t rolling around, shot in his head and a hole in the ground
I ain’t gotta wait, my moment is now
? gotta hate I’mma flow out of town
I ain’t gotta fake like I’m holding the pound
I ain’t got eight, I got four in the round
Get shot when the hot trey Glock is cocked and it popped and it sure enough fold you clowns
Call the coroner now
I ain’t trying to stop till I’m ninety and sick
Die like Bonnie and Clyde in the whip
Flows so sick it reminds you of shit
Don’t know shit when the coppers around
I ain’t never Jay copping the pound
I ain’t ever seen jay coppin a pound
I ain’t ever seen vinnie ridin around in a Crown Victoria at the scene of a homicide
Can’t spare the look on his face like fuck you now
Fuck him, fuck her, you can hate me now
You keep on going till it break me down
I’mma keep on spitting till they take me down


[Chorus: Demoz]
Light a candle in the snow, fuck a christmas carrol
You can kill a cambodian can't kill a pharaoh
Kill a african spanish nigga your fuckin niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a fuckin 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 spit ammo at anybody, kill yourself but not a fuckin pharaoh


[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 japanese 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 fucker to show me drugs
And how to keep the mother fuckers face on a foldgers mug
You a bitch, 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


[Chorus: Demoz]
Light a candle in the snow, fuck a christmas carrol
You can kill a cambodian can't kill a pharaoh
Kill a african spanish nigga your fuckin niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a fuckin 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 spit ammo at anybody, kill yourself but not a fuckin pharaoh