Behind Closed Doors

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Pharoahe Monch - Rap, Freestyle

Behind Closed Doors

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[Chorus] Behind closed doors we go to war – all out Heroes turn bitch and have to crawl out Which, to fall out, snitch Switch to out-of-bounds shit Flip, knock the wall out Danger – niggas is prone to clear the mall out Behind closed doors we go to war – all out Heroes turn bitch and have to crawl out Which, to fall out, snitch Switch to out-of-bounds shit Flip, knock the wall out Danger – niggas is prone to clear the mall out [Verse 1] What is a scorpion? An animal that stings Shit... I'm like a bat, with blood coming out the wings You should never in your wildest dreams Shit on a nigga who resides in the borough of Queens Strong, wicked, in the Lex, on a celly Now you getting fucked without the K-Y Jelly How I made it, you salivated over my calibrated Raps that validated my ghetto credibility Still, I be packing agilities unseen For real-a, my killing abilities un-clean facilities For more than inter-military tactics I'm seen, extreme confidential My exterior serene, with the potential of a killing machine Ex-Marine, you drag queen, we tag-team Queens' finest, the alliance defiant, we bag fiends The fuck you looking in my face for, nigga? I mace mics and then lace the bass with figures [Chorus] Behind closed doors we go to war, all out Heroes turn bitch and have to crawl out rich To fall out snitch to switch to out of bounds shit Flip, knock the wall out Danger, niggas is prone to clear the mall out Behind closed doors we go to war, all out Heroes turn bitch and have to crawl out rich To fall out snitch to switch to out of bounds shit Flip, knock the wall out Danger, niggas is prone to clear the mall out [Verse 2] Decapitate his ass, smack him, slap him in the back of the trunk Exasperate the life of his mans and then pack it up Cut off his hands and send his girl multiple finger sandwiches If she manages to do damages, put her in bandages The amateurs; bananas is the unanimous way, we choose to live scandalous Even with doorknobs you couldn't handle us Pharoahe's the host, the audience, and the motherfucking panelist My mic's equipped with laser sights, so that command'll miss Never, you Devils; my level's that of a high evolutionary rebel Third rock from the Sun to me is only a pebble You coming with the corn shit That get forwarded like bitches licking clitoris in a porn flick [Chorus] Behind closed doors we go to war – all out Heroes turn bitch and have to crawl out Which, to fall out, snitch Switch to out-of-bounds shit Flip, knock the wall out Danger – niggas is prone to clear the mall out Behind closed doors we go to war – all out Heroes turn bitch and have to crawl out Which, to fall out, snitch Switch to out-of-bounds shit Flip, knock the wall out Danger – niggas is prone to clear the mall out

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  • Pharoahe Monch