Iron Work

Lyrics

[Intro: Planetary & Celph Titled] Yeah, Planetary My nigga, King Syze We got Celph Titled, Esoteric (Yo), yeah [Verse 1: Celph Titled] This that motherfuckin' do or die flow The type to make you crumble up your rhymes and write a suicide note Superior mind, I was designed by a god of some sort To prey upon humans and look for spinal cords to contort Hold the perimeter down with unlimited rounds and magazines I got a savage team to rap as it seems (Nope) But now they takin' notice 'cause we spittin' flames, explosives Gettin' famous fo' it, paparazzi camera frames are focused Pharaohs'll fold ya, the sharpest of handwriters Groupies be park rangers 'cause they see my whole camp fire They feelin' my tracks now like airport security pat downs Reactin' like it was a knife and gat found Level four vests, forty caliber block make 'em pour sweat Bought every last bullet that the store kept So cue the record for the cute the minute section Talk shit, that means you full of shit, we shootin' your intestines [Chorus: Planetary] Can't move without my niggas movin' (Nah) Can't see my crew fallin', we ain't into losin' (Nah) All we do is bruise 'em, but not [?] execution It's a revolution, Pharaoh clique, it's a movement (Yeah) Can't move without my niggas movin' (Nah) Can't see my crew fallin', we ain't into losin' (Nah) All we do is bruise 'em, but not [?] execution It's a revolution, Pharaoh clique, it's a movement (Yeah) [Verse 2: Esoteric] Rougher than that other brother, tougher than a motherfucker Cut a gutta, like a stutter, ballin' like the ruckus, sucker I'm like a Philly eagle, I'm white with green, movin' with my team Never Hollywood, but always makin' some type of scene I'm on some fuckin' shit I'm a monster under drums, yeah, animal for muppets, shit I'm on my hustle hustle, pitbull without a muzzle I bring that fear, I bring that flavor to your ear You don't wanna tussle, I'm back from gettin' money in Brussels You back from bringin' in the bundles, this is Army of the Pharaohs Muscle, ES, Celph Titled, King Syze Your shit ain't horrorcore, it's horrible, Stephen King style You disappoint me 'cause you can't write that murder rhyme We blow your brains, leave 'em in a ditch, dirty minds Your man, Shay, cuttin' heads like my man, Jay Fans pray for the shit we drop, every damn day [Chorus: Planetary] Can't move without my niggas movin' (Nah) Can't see my crew fallin', we ain't into losin' (Nah) All we do is bruise 'em, but not [?] execution It's a revolution, Pharaoh clique, it's a movement (Yeah) Can't move without my niggas movin' (Nah) Can't see my crew fallin', we ain't into losin' (Nah) All we do is bruise 'em, but not [?] execution It's a revolution, Pharaoh clique, it's a movement (Yeah) [Verse 3: King Syze] Check it out, ugh, yo I hate rap, but on the real, yo, I'm a track addict You think it's sweet? Motherfucker, take a crack at it Attract the masses while NASA movin' faster Past ya, laps ya, the Pharaohs manufactured I lay ebonics that's hittin' harder than Halley's Comet I hear the music, it's bullshit, niggas is rarely honest Your rap is bitches and baby mamas and baby bombers I'm militant and disciplined like the fuckin' amish We east coast, man, home of that rugged weather AOTP, that's right, we stay together Think twice, put my name in your mouth Like the next time I won't see you, I won't run in your mouth, ugh The streets of Philly, man, they known as my house In 1999, got it locked down south We, leavin', you losin', leakin', bleedin' and oozin' The white boy with the 'Ricans and the Rubik's Cubans [Chorus: Planetary] Can't move without my niggas movin' (Nah) Can't see my crew fallin', we ain't into losin' (Nah) All we do is bruise 'em, but not [?] execution It's a revolution, Pharaoh clique, it's a movement (Yeah) Can't move without my niggas movin' (Nah) Can't see my crew fallin', we ain't into losin' (Nah) All we do is bruise 'em, but not [?] execution It's a revolution, Pharaoh clique, it's a movement (Yeah) [Outro: Planetary] Yeah, AOTP, cue the minute Got y'all niggas hatin' for a whole 'nother year, holla