44 Magnum Lyrics - Army Of The Pharaohs: The Unholy Terror - Jedi Mind Tricks

I'm infatuated with the fast line life 

My forehead lacerated like they just rained? 

Or bitch captivated when I'm activated 

Nine planets under my palm, y'all niggas have to hate it 

I let y'all debate who the one who rap the greatest 

Deadweight niggas get your fucking souls assassinated 

The most manic depressive snatching your necklace 

Passive aggressive unleashing havoc on a record 

Your team is gay, how manage to rep it? 

I'm the slum chemistry faggots get disconnected 

Venomous rhetoric flooding your block, you're too delicate 

Hot slugs and metal rip, can't wait to see the pellets hit 

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Chrome I hold will detach your body from soul 

Snub-nosed bulldog four-four when I roll 

Big heat will change my dip and the way that I stroll 

Made me to perfection, baker shattered the mould 

Yeah, see niggas slug it out for absolutely nothing 

Like rumours on who they baby momma's sucking and fucking (me) 

Debating on who running the block them niggas be hugging? crunch time guess who doing the buzzing (me) 

That's why this nigga bringing up my name in lame discussion 

Should be serving life for hammers and weight that I'm clutching 

Four-four Mags what we pack, name of the track 

Cut no slack, just react so bring it back nigga 

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I was raised in the Congo by religiously trained Santos 

With horns from the trees and magnificent played bongos 

Vinnie is the head honcho, pop your eyes out 

With my bare hands, there's blood on my grand poncho 

I don't give a flying fuck though, we all nutso 

Put you in a wall underneath where they lay stucco 

If I was you I'd pray, bucko 

You could be the first motherfucker that I cut and the vein cut slow 

Speaking of the cut though rawer than Peruvian 

And Vinnie P blast with heat like I'm Vesuvian 

If y'all wanna overstand death then y'all should screw with him 

Hooligans who beef when it ain't got nothing to do with them 

Where I'm from niggas wouldn't dare to take the same route 

I ain't gotta say no names to get my name out 

It's fucked up what the game about but 

Voices ain't been the same since T-Pain came out 

If you ain't shooting you gonna get shot 

But nowadays niggas is pussy, they do the shooting when they get shot 

Get your bitch shot, chin shot 

Spit a shell, not a rap to make your motherfucking hip pop 

I don't get shot, I stay strapped like a flip-flop 

Mazerati Mazi get gwap before I get got 

If not they gonna have to put me in the dirt 

It's either that or they gonna have to cuff me, book like a clerk 

Put me in the cell for a pistol and the shell 

Miserable as hell cause a nigga wouldn't tell 

School of hard knocks, nigga wouldn't fail 

Got detention for a cell so they put me in the cell