Army of the Godz

[Verse 1: Apathy] Yo I’m a bastard, the after-effect of passionate sex I came out the bassinette blasting a TEC Look out your window, see Ap passing your jet With Superman in a headlock and a gat to his neck Fuck kryptonite, picture bloods and crips on Krypton Superhuman powers, a cape with house slippers on I kept it real, money’s never my Achilles heel I’m like Cliff Lee going for the Phillies deal [Verse 2: Esoteric] I’m a rebel with mics, I’m Daredevil with sight I can be the peacemaker, I can set off the fight Don’t provoke us, fuck around and get your death notice I’m just trying to raise awareness, I ain’t talking about Chef’s focus I’m like a combination of George and Frank Lucas You you’re LUCAS, you catch locusts, eat mucus So don’t you ever step, never rep, you will never get better So get clever and drop the motherfucking mic forever [Verse 3: Blacastan] Step inna di dance, wit’ a splif of sensi Running with them boys called DGZ AOTP performing and they ain’t no joke Fuck around and get your scrawny pencil neck broke I’m a criminal, rain dance on you like a Seminole Shitstorm your label flipping over tables Professor X out of the chair, fully able Wolverine up in the booth slicing your cables [Verse 4: Reef the Lost Cauze] This my kind of beat, the body will feel it, the mind is weak So I slam bodies like Iron Sheik This is hustle music nigga, we grind and eat Fuck a hater, feel this razor that’s inside my sneaks My brother Ap blap blap this is Honkey talk The flow is tighter than how a fucking honkey walk This junkyard calls, call a Coroner Undertake you, break you, the ultimate warrior [Verse 5: Planetary] Yeah million dollar man, Ted DiBiase shit Ralph Macchio flow winning like Karate Kid Miyagi when I politic, Obama with the Poligrip Mad at the world, every verse I gotta body shit Ric Flair silver-haired nigga getting old yo Army of the Pharaoh clique, the rest of y’all are so-so Me and Crypt are like the legion of doom You can’t defeat us and we putting non believers in tombs [Verse 6: Crypt the Warchild] Murderous arrangement using words to just play with Guilty by association at my arraignment Nightcrawler, knife brawler, fight harder Pipe drawl if I’m dead I’m a mic martyr Puerto rock, know how to spit, that’s undisputed AOTP, we dirty, we ghetto, we zooted We get gully, grime pays and y’all peddle y’all music You got a new album, nobody listening to it [Verse 7: Motive] My appetite is Galactus like, eating satellites A iceberg Cyclops will freeze the blast of light When this bastard writes it mics the afterlife F with us, I check niggas like the answers right I ain’t the type to walk around with my pants all tight I love white women but live a Black Panther’s life This Demigod get the job done effortless Got 'em waiting on the kid to drop like a pregnant bitch [Verse 8: Celph Titled] I ain’t from this planet, your human rap skills are just lukewarm I got alien intestines like the ones that kept Luke warm Angering actors, action-packed factoring Factions in Anchorage, Alaska waving an axe at you (Who want it?) My unfortunate Orthodontist astonished That I had Cobra’s teeth, I bit him in his shoulder meat All’s fair, I floss yeah the Boss here Won’t keep you in my prayers but I’ll keep you in my crosshairs [Verse 9: Vinnie Paz] Vinnie van-hammer, Paz hit you with the blam blammer Get my money on the street like a panhandler American me motherfucking Santana Rock more polo shit than a Cam stanza Y’all are Kanye, sweeter than a canned Fanta Allahu Akbar Lord I’m Iran’s chancellor There’s blood dripping from my mouth like a tanned panther I’m the motherfucking boss like the man Danza