Gorillas (Explicit)
Army of The Pharaohs, Crypt The Warchild, Esoteric, Apathy, Planetary"Gorillas (Explicit)" is a song by Army of The Pharaohs, Crypt The Warchild, Esoteric, Apathy, Planetary, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:59 long and contains 62 lines and 618 words.
Lyrics
0:00Gorillas - Army of the Pharoahs
0:12Y'all get too close I'mma squeeze the life out of you
0:14You speak too loosely with your words I'mma silence you
0:17You ain't a leader dog nobody'd die for you
0:20You ain't a killer dog who the f**k lied to you
0:23And I don't even f**k with y'all ballerinas
0:25Tryin' to tiptoe by me I'mma stab your team up
0:28Tryin' to get dough by me I'mma snatch your cream up
0:31Cause my squad gotta eat and y'all can't come between us
0:34Thoughts of blowin' my f**kin' head off when I look in my gun
0:37I cock back can't squeeze when I look at my son
0:39I stop that can't breathe y'all wouldn't walk in my shoes
0:42I'm antisocial don't speak unless I talk with a tool
0:45You can take the braggin' the boastin' add up the passion devotion
0:48The crabs that lack in emotion we throw 'em back in the ocean
0:51The Pharaohs packin' the potion we back in action and rappers are chokin'
0:53Actin' like the smokin' cats their backs will get broken
0:56And '96 was the year I started talkin' with Vinnie
0:59Rockin' the city talkin' really reppin' Boston and Philly
1:02Now you can find us lined up with OS and QD
1:05We flow fresh so don't test we grotesque and beauty
1:08I profess a slow death your plan of attack's a panic attack
1:12Still better than Bush's plan for Iraq
1:14My fam in the back known to keep it realer than most
1:17While you fake cats cower like the Steelers coach
1:20Yeah we the realest ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
1:22And we gorillas walk around with Glocks in our hand
1:25And we some killas run it like the Mafia ran
1:28And you should feel us cause we turn your f**kin' block into sand
1:31We been bubblin' like Bazooka Joe since Boogie Down and Super Ho
1:34Futuristic new simplistic sweatin' my computer flow
1:37Army of the armed and dangerous we stay with stainlesses
1:40Status is famous raps translated to seven languages
1:43Rulin' rap iron fisted flow's fluid rhyme is liquid
1:46Nitrogen knife in my pocket pull it out when sh*t gets twisted
1:49Y'all lookin' for villains Well I'm that guy
1:51I charge junior high kids for a contact high
1:54And I could always tell Kno was on some faggot sh*t
1:57Like singin' Lil' Kim's parts during Magic Stick
2:00You'll get your face rocked nose popped we got heat cocked
2:03The A-dot o-dot t-dot P-dot
2:05Check yo
2:06Ever since Blood and Ashes life's slowly been changin'
2:08Catch me sweatin' every night with my rosary prayin'
2:11Meditatin' bathin' in blood face full of mud
2:13So grimy tryin' to speak to me's like takin' a drug
2:17Razor blades under the tongue with "Ways of the Gun"
2:19Playin' in the background when I'm embracin' my sons
2:22It's like I'm huggin' Satan though they feel the evil inside me
2:25Nah boys it's me Papi can't one emcee stop me
2:28I'm stressed blessed with a gift I'm still tryin' to make it
2:31Stained from separations my brain is like a matrix
2:34I tighten up my laces prepare for the sequel
2:37Until then I'm gon' hustle and take care of my peoples what
2:40Yeah we the realest ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
2:42And we gorillas walk around with Glocks in our hand
2:45And we some killas run it like the Mafia ran
2:48And you should feel us cause we turn your f**kin' block into sand
2:51Yeah we the realest ain't nobody stoppin' the fam
2:54And we gorillas walk around with Glocks in our hand
2:57And we some killas run it like the Mafia ran
2:59And you should feel us cause we turn your f**kin' block into sand
Gorillas - Army of the Pharoahs Y'all get too close I'mma squeeze the life out of you You speak too loosely with your words I'mma silence you You ain't a leader dog nobody'd die for you You ain't a killer dog who the f**k lied to you And I don't even f**k with y'all ballerinas Tryin' to tiptoe by me I'mma stab your team up Tryin' to get dough by me I'mma snatch your cream up Cause my squad gotta eat and y'all can't come between us Thoughts of blowin' my f**kin' head off when I look in my gun I cock back can't squeeze when I look at my son I stop that can't breathe y'all wouldn't walk in my shoes I'm antisocial don't speak unless I talk with a tool You can take the braggin' the boastin' add up the passion devotion The crabs that lack in emotion we throw 'em back in the ocean The Pharaohs packin' the potion we back in action and rappers are chokin' Actin' like the smokin' cats their backs will get broken And '96 was the year I started talkin' with Vinnie Rockin' the city talkin' really reppin' Boston and Philly Now you can find us lined up with OS and QD We flow fresh so don't test we grotesque and beauty I profess a slow death your plan of attack's a panic attack Still better than Bush's plan for Iraq My fam in the back known to keep it realer than most While you fake cats cower like the Steelers coach Yeah we the realest ain't nobody stoppin' the fam And we gorillas walk around with Glocks in our hand And we some killas run it like the Mafia ran And you should feel us cause we turn your f**kin' block into sand We been bubblin' like Bazooka Joe since Boogie Down and Super Ho Futuristic new simplistic sweatin' my computer flow Army of the armed and dangerous we stay with stainlesses Status is famous raps translated to seven languages Rulin' rap iron fisted flow's fluid rhyme is liquid Nitrogen knife in my pocket pull it out when sh*t gets twisted Y'all lookin' for villains Well I'm that guy I charge junior high kids for a contact high And I could always tell Kno was on some faggot sh*t Like singin' Lil' Kim's parts during Magic Stick You'll get your face rocked nose popped we got heat cocked The A-dot o-dot t-dot P-dot Check yo Ever since Blood and Ashes life's slowly been changin' Catch me sweatin' every night with my rosary prayin' Meditatin' bathin' in blood face full of mud So grimy tryin' to speak to me's like takin' a drug Razor blades under the tongue with "Ways of the Gun" Playin' in the background when I'm embracin' my sons It's like I'm huggin' Satan though they feel the evil inside me Nah boys it's me Papi can't one emcee stop me I'm stressed blessed with a gift I'm still tryin' to make it Stained from separations my brain is like a matrix I tighten up my laces prepare for the sequel Until then I'm gon' hustle and take care of my peoples what Yeah we the realest ain't nobody stoppin' the fam And we gorillas walk around with Glocks in our hand And we some killas run it like the Mafia ran And you should feel us cause we turn your f**kin' block into sand Yeah we the realest ain't nobody stoppin' the fam And we gorillas walk around with Glocks in our hand And we some killas run it like the Mafia ran And you should feel us cause we turn your f**kin' block into sand
Translation
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