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Army Of The Pharaohs - Luxor Temple Lyrics




Nlack cops, black cops
Born on black tops
They are chasing suspects behind black blocks
Face on a poster,I didn't know this closure
Still wanted on the run
F*ck it,too many bitches come to protect the sparrow
I go to Italians
Cause they crave you with the stallions

If it's your pistol gang
I click it on the spot,I swear
You motherf*ckers made bitches and the art
You all are vampires,motherf*ckers
You p in through the heart
I don't rap over the beats

I smell fear,you're a bitch on the start
I'm sweeter than a fruit kissing a dog
I was here first
I'm at an original store
I have poison on my '
Through a left hook
Then I take a piss on the'
So Pepper catches everything I took from the store

They say this is silly
While I say this is nice
I'ma keep on feeding every block
Like I'm '
Stupid rappers,you can get a punch in the eyes,twice
You can never work in my shoes
And live my life

'I make pussies clean,white,sluts and whores
Before bodies are buried in bloody wars
Let out ,let them beat out
I punched them and then forgot about them
We got to get chips
How you think I'm rockin' these kicks?
I begin with the rhymes and rock outside of this ship
I'm like an Italian creature
I'll figure out my features
I'm smoking dope with the punkists
I'm the coke of Pocahontas
I'ma coke in the low office
'the evil is ready to gain
It's notorious,I'll bust you ,you motherf*cker
Let me do it like moving and focuse
I'm brain left-handed,
I'm the perfect mess
I'd rather steal my wagon
Got it
Everything I spit has got a golden seal
But then it occurs with your flow
Yeah,it's so for real
The day job is the only time you know to steal
I tried to kill them all
And to make sure that they die
But they are still coming back

I want you dead so much
I'll sleep on the jail couch
You're in a hospital bed
I ain't satisfied
I need you on a 'example with ribs opened wide
'they say I'm already ready
What good do systems and guns
F*ck what I'm aiming for
You stay away from my dope
Bitch boy,you're just a toy for me
I'd strangle you with extensive wires
And handle a bitch for the'
When I spit,let me excuse myself
'man,I'm shooting at your car keys
Can you see the car seat?
We had to pull the babies out
And took the lady out
F*ck you! Pay me,this is a paper vow
You're steaking out
Outfront,outback of the steak house
Everything you got,everybody hot
Rock this f*cking joint flow'

I don't know why,why,why,why
I don't know
I don't know why,why,why,why
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Nlack cops, black cops
Born on black tops
They are chasing suspects behind black blocks
Face on a poster,I didn't know this closure
Still wanted on the run
F*ck it,too many bitches come to protect the sparrow
I go to Italians
Cause they crave you with the stallions

If it's your pistol gang
I click it on the spot,I swear
You motherf*ckers made bitches and the art
You all are vampires,motherf*ckers
You p in through the heart
I don't rap over the beats

I smell fear,you're a bitch on the start
I'm sweeter than a fruit kissing a dog
I was here first
I'm at an original store
I have poison on my '
Through a left hook
Then I take a piss on the'
So Pepper catches everything I took from the store

They say this is silly
While I say this is nice
I'ma keep on feeding every block
Like I'm '
Stupid rappers,you can get a punch in the eyes,twice
You can never work in my shoes
And live my life

'I make pussies clean,white,sluts and whores
Before bodies are buried in bloody wars
Let out ,let them beat out
I punched them and then forgot about them
We got to get chips
How you think I'm rockin' these kicks?
I begin with the rhymes and rock outside of this ship
I'm like an Italian creature
I'll figure out my features
I'm smoking dope with the punkists
I'm the coke of Pocahontas
I'ma coke in the low office
'the evil is ready to gain
It's notorious,I'll bust you ,you motherf*cker
Let me do it like moving and focuse
I'm brain left-handed,
I'm the perfect mess
I'd rather steal my wagon
Got it
Everything I spit has got a golden seal
But then it occurs with your flow
Yeah,it's so for real
The day job is the only time you know to steal
I tried to kill them all
And to make sure that they die
But they are still coming back

I want you dead so much
I'll sleep on the jail couch
You're in a hospital bed
I ain't satisfied
I need you on a 'example with ribs opened wide
'they say I'm already ready
What good do systems and guns
F*ck what I'm aiming for
You stay away from my dope
Bitch boy,you're just a toy for me
I'd strangle you with extensive wires
And handle a bitch for the'
When I spit,let me excuse myself
'man,I'm shooting at your car keys
Can you see the car seat?
We had to pull the babies out
And took the lady out
F*ck you! Pay me,this is a paper vow
You're steaking out
Outfront,outback of the steak house
Everything you got,everybody hot
Rock this f*cking joint flow'

I don't know why,why,why,why
I don't know
I don't know why,why,why,why
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