[00:00.08] Yeah... it's murders... plenty murders [00:05.17] Blood... We spell doom [00:08.84] Pharaoh clique, baby [00:10.76] For whom the bells toll, Vinnie Paz, I call hell home [00:13.55] Put the ratchet to the side of your face like a cell phone [00:16.14] Any way you wanna look at it, it spell doom [00:18.71] Vinnie Pazienza be proud that you you fell to him [00:21.66] Me and Shareef, we stronger than pillars in Greece [00:24.31] You need to over-stand that pharaohs are still in the streets [00:26.97] You need to know that we got beef but we willin' to peace [00:29.53] You need to know that we got hate and it's still for police [00:32.28] It's Juju Mob, and Army of the Pharaoh clique [00:34.81] We on some revolution Amadou Diallo shit [00:37.54] I like to watch your brain explodin' when the hollow hit [00:40.22] It's Vinnie Paz, Louie Dogs, Kamachi follow it [00:42.81] Yo its my house like RUN! controllin the 80's [00:45.46] Flow very crazy like I spit the blood of Rosemary's baby [00:48.36] Slang fire like a hustle in Haiti [00:50.65] Couple holes for the souls, pitchfork for the daisies [00:53.31] Ashes for urns, I'm a murderer maybe [00:56.07] A lavish little Lucifer burnin' the hazy [00:58.62] Faced out, still could get a hold of the ladies [01:01.39] Hit from Madam Bavaskier in a older Mercedes [01:03.93] This is death speakin', the smell of fresh flesh wreakin' [01:06.82] Get a funeral organ and the best dressed deacon [01:09.48] Juju tongue, voodoo come, eye of the pharaohs [01:12.29] Blood pour, heart of a chump, jump from the arrows [01:14.81] We got a message for ya [01:16.11] Yeah, our squads ain't checkin' for ya [01:17.72] And if its beef, we'll produce the Smith and Wesson's on ya [01:20.32] AOTP, Juju Mob, we bossin' ya clique [01:23.20] Rain fire on this hip hop shit [01:25.29] The king Reef raw, on the streets I'm King Cauze [01:28.06] Wild the fuck out, beat my chest like King Kong [01:30.76] Is this thing on? [01:31.64] I'm tryin' to channel the youth [01:33.21] I rock the crown of Caesar, and Hannibal's boots [01:35.77] They call me animal tooth [01:37.21] Use your bones as a back scratcher [01:38.92] I'm allergic to dirt weed and wack rappers [01:41.74] My hand's too gritty, I just let the gat smack ya [01:44.34] I dropped outta school, motherfuck a backpacker [01:46.91] Double cross us and we'll bomb on you bitches [01:49.45] You a fuckin' fruitcake like what my aunt sent for Christmas [01:51.78] My dogs relentless and we ain't tryin' to be friends [01:54.43] My gun attach to my hip like a siamese twin [01:57.26] It's a critical beatdown, QD niggas hit the street now [02:00.25] Bangin beats out, thug niggas throw they heaters out [02:03.09] It's pussy niggas like y'all scared to leave the house [02:05.62] Once they retrieve 'em out, (BLAAT) [02:07.46] Let 'em see the clouds [02:08.57] I make the most gangsta nigga hit the concrete [02:10.85] And start snitchin', pointin' fingers like they on Wall Street [02:13.56] My squad deep, we the "Gods and Generals" [02:15.80] Type of niggas too drunk, we dodge the interviews [02:18.68] We came a long way from cipherin' all day [02:21.23] When days was all play, now we rhymin' for strong pay [02:24.10] Outerspace got a strong hold on the game [02:26.48] We reign, you minor leaguers, we breezin' the Hall of Fame [02:29.85]