Strike Back (feat. Planetary, Demoz, King Syze, Esoteric & Vinnie Paz)

Yeah! It's like that, you know it's like that, there ain't an army that could strike back - - Nas Hey yo, it's like that, hey yo it's like that! Ar-my! Pharaohs It's the manifestation of rap greatness I determine my life around the sound of the piano and bass hit The basics of this hip-hop matrix This graveyard rap, Kwest build on the day shift I shape shift and get into shape quick cause when Paz make the call I spit grade A shit And my label a bitch so I save up chips Because who the fuck is gonna hold me down 'sides Crypt? Who the fuck can control my sound? Stallone got me, Scott be makin' my vocal sounds so cocky Who got me? Yeah my dogs most likely If I ain't loyal to my niggas, then god strike me Keep striking, I'm taking your life Take my advice, it's basically right If money's the root of all evil then Satan is right Break me in twice, I'm in two, that makes me aloo That makes me a double headed rapper, now make me a booth Next to the one I'm in now so that they can see two Crazy motherfuckers light a fire up under these roofs Maybe it's true I'm a rapper and maybe a truce Between my ego and my pride can make me the truth Maybe I do need powder to make me some juice To go down with the first rapper that's claiming he's too... Fucking nice, I'll fuck him with a knife, fuck his wife Tell your bitch your husband said good night Yeah it's like that, ain't no army that can strike back If hip-hop is dead Demoz will bring it right back It's like that, you know it's like that There ain't an army that could strike back Hey yo, it's like that, hey yo, it's like that! There ain't an army that could strike back Hey yo, it's like that, hey yo, it's like that! Ar-my! Pharaohs! Raise up the white flags, man it's time to surrender I'm on a mission for the dope with a cokehead agenda We're stormtroopers, I burst through the craziest rain I burst through fire walls while lazy niggas complain Your pride came and went, and you ain't make it It was right in front of your face, you ain't take it Never be me, I can't live with that Cause the youth that I got I can't give that back I'm a general, commendable, overall dependable Loc'd out at times but most times I'm sensible Live for the minute the moment the older I get When the digits rolling over, when it's over that's it Ya call me Eddie Brock Venom with machete chop, penny rock Guzzling hustling from many blocks You wanna battle bad, But you ain't sir Galahad You pussies say you pack heat like Shaq's travel bag But you ain't got no gun or paper in your luggage The only 9Mil you have gets you fries and nuggets We stab bucks like study Jack Sikma With rhymes that'll travel back in time and attack Hitler Look at money grid trying to buy his life back You ain't a pharaoh dog, ring him by his life bag Fuck around with the army get your nice packed Cause we don't fuck around dog, you know it's like that Anybody go against me getting tortured and slain And slaughtered then maimed We robbin' rappers off with their chain I'm a cannibal eatin' motherfucker start with their brain They say that Pazienza previously thought to be sane I fought through the pain, established a remarkable reign Lamatta Panzienza Marcientto all in the same We could've signed a couple deals but what they offered was lame And that's regardless of the fact that we was awkward with fame And I remember me and Jus Allah would spark on the train And talk about how we was gonna leave our mark in the game We back together and we bring it back to dark in the game And you know that we put our motherfuckin' heart in the game Yeah! It's like that, you know it's like that There ain't an army, an army that could strike back - - ] Nas Hey yo, it's like that, hey yo it's like that! There ain't an army that could strike back - - ] Nas It's like that, you know it's like that There ain't an army that could strike back - - ] Nas Hey yo, it's like that, it's like that! Ar-my! Pharaohs!