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Gun Ballad (feat. Chief Kamachi, Demoz, Vinnie Paz & Doap Nixon)
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Hip-Hop
Gun Ballad (feat. Chief Kamachi, Demoz, Vinnie Paz & Doap Nixon) was released on December 2, 2016 by Babygrande Records, Inc. as a part of the album Jedi Mind Tricks Presents the Best of Army of the Pharaohs
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Release DateDecember 2, 2016
LabelBabygrande Records, Inc.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doap Nixon
Doap Nixon
Performer
Vinnie Paz
Vinnie Paz
Performer
Demoz
Demoz
Performer
Army of the Pharaohs
Army of the Pharaohs
Performer
Chief Kamachi
Chief Kamachi
Performer
Vincent Luviner
Vincent Luviner
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vincent Luviner
Vincent Luviner
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, uh, yeah
We back y'all
Uh, AOTP
This was what y'all's was waiting for, right?
Yeah, nothing but that classic, classic...
Nothing but that classic, classic
Yeah, yo
I stay strolling with Crypt
My opening 'graph like the smoke from a fifth
Cup of gin, devilish grin, bodies cozy and stiff
It's the messiah, think the black Moses is a myth
I hold the staff and turn snakes into Netherland piff
I spit the 'glyphics and the mystics, you know what it give
One eye, bloodshot, on a pyramid tip
It's real energy, you a high school chemistry kit
The ease, the crease, get a whole energy lift
If you hate since '98, Kamachi and Hologram
And '07, he the reverend of the lawless land
I crack crosses, I'm here for the fall of man
AOTP, this is what you call a jam
****, I'll leave you poked in the chest
If Hip-Hop is dead, call me ghost in the flesh
I'm close to the best
Kill your fucking man, have a toast to the death
Gotta be a ball game if I'm approaching the bench
Coke on the steps, po-po lock me up
Came home, now we just waiting on mafia
Jay I got you
Vinnie, I see you
Crypt, King Syze, Planetary, no need to
Display no one else's name, we all lethal
We came from a flame a hundred below evil
****, I'll shoot you, I'll stab you
I'll knock your fucking jaw off your face if I smack you
Who's Luke, who's John, who's Paul, who's Matthew
I don't read the fucking Bible, ****, I just get at you
I'll make a bunch of crazy white boys kidnap you
Let you know this is real true life, no battle
This is a gun ballad, motherfucker get lost
AOTP, every member is a boss
Can you pay the price when your life is the cost?
Will you crack under pressure, take another loss?
This is a gun ballad, motherfucker get lost
AOTP, every member is a boss
Can you pay the price when your life is the cost?
Will you crack under pressure, take another loss?
This is a gun ballad
You knew the white boy was wild nice
And then I stick the cooker to your ribs like fried rice
I got some cousins moving D at a wild price
That have the dope fiends lean mean when they pound spikes
The aim's sloppy, dog, knife work mean
Stick it through the neck, pull it out
Knife work clean (ha ha ha ha)
The god's righteous, but I might serve fiends
And the four-fifth lift you out your iceberg jeans
I got a lot of young boys and they mad hungry
Murder, kill, shoot the place up, stab for me
This ain't the type of place you can survive, god (not at all)
God don't live inside me, I live inside God
I ain't messing with nines, nah
I give them shits to my broad
I only mess with big shit with the shoulders involved
Throw your body in the river so the odor dissolve
A headshot leave your brain under the motor of your car
For real, you can bet your last I split plenty wigs
It's KTK, Kenny the Kid
And I'm still in the hood, money, getting them packs off
Side of the barrel, dog
It feel like a scratch-off
Broad daylight the hood's like Iraq
I got good aim, peephole **** get eye-clapped
And we all on ease, all in greens, all in trees, and we all gon' squeeze
AOTP, **** be running game on you
And I ain't talking about my money's gonna rain on you
I'm talking about the shit that dent up your car
Get mines and big phasers or I'm clipping your broad, faggot
This is a gun ballad, motherfucker get lost
AOTP, every member is a boss
Can you pay the price when your life is the cost?
Will you crack under pressure, take another loss?
This is a gun ballad, motherfucker get lost
AOTP, every member is a boss
Can you pay the price when your life is the cost?
Will you crack under pressure, take another loss?
This is a gun ballad
Written by: Vincent Luviner
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