Iron Work

[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