Video War Ensemble de Army Of The Pharaohs 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Army Of The Pharaohs - War Ensemble Lyrics

[Intro: Apocalypse Now sample]
In a war there are many moments for compassion and tender action
There are many moments for ruthless action, what is often called ruthless
What may in many circumstances be only clarity
Seeing clearly what there is to be done and doing it
Directly, quickly, awake..

[Verse 1: Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
I exit out of my sarcophagus, Fourth Horseman of the apocaplyse
For my esophagus breathes evil that just demolishes
Abolishes, to the darkness of Mephistopheles
Mental enteral that went through an ancient acropolis
Conquered this, from a fetus to genius
Took DNA from the Shroud of Turin and cloned Jesus
Merciless leaders, the 19th galaxy
Born to a storm on the Seas of Galilee
Battle me and suffer whiplash from my apostles
Leave you in shackles in the castle of Nosferatu
Ikon is hostile and mortals cause contusions
Hologram is known for placing poison in Christian communion
Slash with the actions of ultra-violence
Crucifixions, in diction by Pontius Pilate
I walk naked in the house of David with pride
Force you to bleed just to make sure that you're still alive
Crystallize, we keep it live, y'all can't see me
Banish satanic verses like Ayatollah Khomeini
I break in half Satan's staff with ancient math
I wait and laugh, create a *fucking* bloodbath
[Verse 2: Esoteric]
I bring the gory oratory, yes demorally derogatory
Mad expository expedition in your auditory
Categories don't apply, your mind's eye is blinded by my battle raps
Like cateracts your habitat is Halifax
Once I run you out your native city
Shea's committee is pretty witty, we show no pity
I deflate the second-rate wack emcees who replicate
Every trace of Esoteric found up in their record crate
I devastate, homo sapien metabolism
Like human cataclysm inbred within an anachronism
My precision makes incisions on your acrotism
Battling's a bad decision, leaving you with aphorisms
I whop ass like masochism dominatrix
That's the basics, Hologram brought The Matrix
To fake kids, fifty dead emcees to my credit
Learn from the druid better known as Esoteric

[Verse 3: Virtuoso]
In this the final conflict, high powers and commandant's to enlist this
The fluid I spit is viscous without so much as whispers
And with the swiftness of what you transisting
Can carry info, a window's left where your wrist is, directly cut by my discus
Forged upon the anvils of Hephaestus, hand-to-hand skills
I slam your damn grill, execute in Greco-Roman holds
Roll in Trojan battle gear, exploding through the atmosphere
I saddle fear, read cerebral centipedes
As evil steeds the feeble flee
Holdings severed rapper's heads toward the sky as trophies
As to be viewed by the mischievous eyes of Loki
I hated your verse so I went back in time
And waved a dirk at your mother's warm uterus to kill you before you were born
Like fried yolksmy hands split the trunk of petrified oaks
It's time to die folks, you think that I joke, I leave your thighs yoked
Your wrists are broken, tied to horses
Quartered as forces pull you in opposite directions
Dissection of my anatomy will lead to the unveiling of what it shield
In a tiny toddler wielding a giant computer body
Which is similar to RoboTech, downloaded wreck
From the million megabytes of rhymes that rest on Virtuoso's neck