ARMY OF THE PHARAOHS - Ninkyo Dantai lyrics

rate me

My over shine, I force design a fashionist

On another level, on another masterpiece

You can’t be a true force if you lacking heat

They can’t pick a true song if it’s lacking me

Order is a physical reality

Arm, leg, leg, arm, head, think anatomy

Actually…it’s Saturday Night Live, y’all part of the casualties

Factually I have proven power to y’all

I ripped my heart out, moved mountains for y’all

I am God, I am every single fountain to y’all

Y’all…here’s a flower for y’all

Got an extra clip on my hips so I can clip a hipster

School a schoolteacher, my finger retrieved with the trigger

Hit a lick, flip a brick for the right fee

Hotel concierge, I swipe keys

Sorry, but I got a fetish for cabbage

Got Obamacare fiends that got medicine habits

Our mucus will mutilate, my…dinner plate

Grizzly bear appetite, get the fraction right

Pay me more, my negotiation tool be an 80-4…

You aim, you gotta shoot, the squad be cannon-proof

All click…right out the booth

Plainfield’s lock ‘cause the army’s back in

Underground kingships ever since back then

You aim, you gotta shoot, the squad be cannon-proof

All click…right out the booth

Plainfield’s lock ‘cause the army’s back in

Underground kingships ever since back then

And every born with this assembly reform

Shatter the status quo, breaking the norm

Elevating to a newer height

Can’t hide in a gas fight, …one life

…I escape when they press reset

This life is too short, I play hard, no regrets

I spend hours on a console chain smoking cigarettes

Back before internet

In the days of dual tape cassettes

Magnifiers melting all insects

You better run for the hills, got a tongue full of pills

And a brain full of pain and a lung full of quills

With the poisonous sip or your boys will be hit

I’m destroying this shit, I’m steroids when I spit

You would jump into the void to avoid my clique

I’m paranoid and sick…

You aim, you gotta shoot, the squad be cannon-proof

All click…right out the booth

Plainfield’s lock ‘cause the army’s back in

Underground kingships ever since back then

You aim, you gotta shoot, the squad be cannon-proof

All click…right out the booth

Plainfield’s lock ‘cause the army’s back in

Underground kingships ever since back then

I’m known to be at it…

I’ve been dead at rapping since Kennedy was a senator

…blame me for protection, I’ll mangle them in a session

I strangle them with a weapon, I dangle them from a ledge

An orangutan with a tech and I’m aiming, it’s my profession

And I put ‘em in a box, tangling dimensions…

Bonny and Clyde shit with the lady at Pompeii

Paparazzi on me, got me feeling like Kanye

Should pass the camera, fly off to Canada

Samurai sword first class for the massacre

Behold the legend, beheading rappers in seconds

…stop asking the question, the army coming…

You out your damn mind, damn it, you can’t fuck with it