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Army Of The Pharaos - Wrath of the Gods Lyrics @ Description Army Of The Pharaos - Wrath of the Gods
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Album: Ritual Of Battle
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Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Apathy]
I could talk bitches out of they jeans
Gold diggers out of they cream
Little wannabe rap motherfuckers out of they dreams
I'm slick, I could talk a hustler out of his fiends
I rap so hot, the water in my spit becomes steam
I'm like a pound of uncut coke when hittin' the scene
Y'all are powder particles that trickled off the triple beam
Stop trippin', little chicken, I ain't payin', I'm pimpin'
If ya waitin' for trickin' then you should date a magician
Wake up and listen, and keep this in the back of your mind
My thoughts are heavy, the weight alone could fracture your spine
Cats swear to God they high, hearin' Apathy's rhymes
And hold a torch up to trees like the back of a dime
These little backpack faggots probably jacked my lines
But like divorce with no prenup, half of it's mine
Y'all are just bitches (Esoterodactyl got morgues to fill)
While Ap's on a mission to make green like clorophyll
[Verse 2: Esoteric]
My team drops bread like chicks on health kicks
Ya squad could rock Bird throwbacks and couldn't "sell ticks"
I melt shit with the words I spit
Steven King, disturbed and sick
You know Shay's killin' rappers that be speakin' on their dealin' coke days
Only birds you ever flipped was due to road rage
Only gray you ever pushed was due to old age
Bomb grower? Nah dude, the only weed you ever moved was with lawn mowers
You ain't traffickin' shit
No package in the back of the whip
No gats, no clips, why you rockin' that watch still?
Only archeologists check for iced-out Fossils
Is this a vintage affair? Them Jordans isn't that rare
Plus they so dingy they resemble my original pair
Servin' AotP? That'd be a head trip
Like a Cali-bred Crip rockin' Cincinnatti Reds shit
(scratched) (x2)
Y'all tryin' to put a crease in the cards
Everybody want a piece of the gods
[Verse 3: Planetary]
I spit spontaneously, insane on a beat
Gigantic with the rap, I throw a flame in the street
Nothin' less than a professor manifestin' the heat
So hot, I don't even bring a piece when I beef
Rappers shot, make your casket drop
Pass the block, and get your ass beat down, we laugh and watch
And it's funny how we throw a rubber band on a knot
Smack you in the face with it and let you have it to shop
And the reason that you bleedin', you disrespected a demon
Cryin' like little bitches or newborns that's teething
We urban gorillas workin' with killers
Bow and arrows from the Pharaohs, dog you heard what the deal is
We the realest and you feel us 'cause you probably been through it
Suicidal rap, nigga, cut your skin to it
And shit don't matter if you die or live through it
We beat you 'till you piss bluish, hit you with sick fluid
[Verse 4: Des Devious]
I never aim to please, get cut quick, gone with the breeze
And post up, sparkin' my trees
Like it never happened, the captain of fly rappin'
Attackin' with war tactics and write it down in fine graphics
Cause havoc, my "mobb's deep," gun butt, you now sleep
Your funeral be in a week, I dare you to creep
Pack ridiculous heat from sweepin' the streets
The tech nine to your meat, chopper bringin' defeat
To any one who oppose these assholes' murderous flows
I'm standin' here close from breakin' your nose
The life that you chose is nothin', why keep runnin'?
Shoot, I'm gunnin', my motherfuckin' cold deeds is headhuntin'
Frontin' is a waste of time, you get money and shine
On your grind, it's all in your mind
'Cause I've never seen you holdin' a spot, callin' a shot
Pops scorchin' your flesh, you bleedin' to death
Heed these words or meet this bird, Desert
Bangin' at your heartless herbs, heartless herbs, nigga (Less)
Star Fox 64 Soundtrack (HD) - Sector Y And Solar SOLAR:
Machine: Arwing
Level : Medium-Hard
Boss : Vulcain (More) SOLAR:
Machine: Arwing
Level : Medium-Hard
Boss : Vulcain http://image.bayimg.com/majkgaabj.jpg
Planetary Compendium:
The entire surface of Solar is covered with molten magma. Scientists are still uncertain as to why the planet never cooled from its original formation and remains in this "genesis" state. Some say that its position, directly in the center of the Sector X-Y-Z Triangle, may be the cause.
Mission Briefing:
Scientists have been saying for years that nothing could possibly live on this world's surface, but Andross's ships have been scanned going to and from the planet. Only Andross would be so foolhardy as to try to find military benefit in exploiting a molten planet like Solar. Only the Star Fox Team's specially modified Arwings can withstand the heat on the planet's surface!
MEDAL TIPS:
Medal Score: 100 hits
Checkpoint Goal : 50 hits
Lock on and destroy as many of the rocks that bubble out of Solar's molten surface. Most of your hit points will come from shooting these rocks. Rather than locking onto targets for your bombs, you will need to launch the bomb and manually detonate it (press B again) when it is close to the cluster of targets. Be sure to pull Falco's feathers out of the fire after the checkpoint, where he'll be menaced by a trio of firebirds.
SECTOR Y:
Machine: Arwing
Level : Medium-Hard
Boss : Shogun Guards & Shogun http://image.bayimg.com/lajkoaabj.jpg
Astronomical Data
A great cloud of space dust has formed in the shape of the letter Y in this Sector. As in Sector X, there is strange radiation and magnetic waves in this area, but the fluctuations are not as severe. Casual travel through the area is still not recommended.
MEDAL TIPS:
Medal Score: 150 hits
Checkpoint Goal: 65 hits
The fighters in this mission will usually attack in formation. Lock on and blast them. There are two places where the course forks. In both cases, take the upper path since you can get a few extra enemies that way. Defeat the final lieutenants as quickly as possible for more bonus hits. It's easy to keep up with them by using the high energy turn (down on the Control Stick plus Down C). (Less)
JH RH OST 1988
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JH RH OST 1988
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