Cash 4 Catastrophe [Explicit]

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Army of the Pharaohs (most commonly abbreviated as AOTP or A.O.T.P.) is an American underground hip hop collective originating from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, formed by Jedi Mind Tricks founder Vinnie Paz in 1998. The collective has strong links to other underground east coast groups such as Outerspace, Snowgoons, La Coka Nostra, Demigodz, 7L & Esoteric, and JuJu Mob. AOTP's affiliations and member roster has changed several times since its formation.Paz formed the outfit in the late 1990s with the original roster of Bahamadia, Chief Kamachi, Virtuoso, 7L & Esoteric, plus Jedi Mind Tricks' other member Stoupe the Enemy of Mankind. The group first released the "Five Perfect Exertions" and "War Ensemble" 12" on Paz's short-lived Recordings in 1998, but then th… more »

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Stoop fool, nigga

I'm way past the point of negotiation, my whole duration
The lie you've been chasin' was overrated, I'm motivated
No debatin', assaulting faces from altercations
Overshadow what y'all debatin', can argue hatin'
Who fuckin' wit me? Someone lyin'
You touchin' heat? That prolly means there's something fryin'
Tuckin' iron like it's Caddyshack, rally back
Givin' niggas a pound of Cali dab
We can tally stacks, have the facts if you politic
Jails talk room and board, sum'n' like scholarships
Acknowledge it, might save your life
Cross my right hand like a lightsaber fight

So I don't judge nobody
You're a atmosphere groupie, I'mma slug your body
Plug two, probably, that's De La Soul
Nigga hot durin' beef, 'cause the graveyard cold

Who you have to rap after me?
Even underground, that shit is whack to me
A fight for you, just a smack for me
My people get cash for catastrophe
My people get cash for catastrophe
That's why pussy rappers sendin' people after me
Now it's back to reality
Attack anyone else that take a stab at me

We come to party, now you missin' guns
It's not Baccardi, it's a different rum
All my roadies split your gum like we sharin' a Doublemint
Only common ground is comparin' the government
I don't know today's math, I jot fractions
My righteous name come with dead mans, so stop askin'
You not fastin', you starving for attention
I roll dolo 'cause I'm harder than your henchmen
Started with detention, graduated locked up
Came home raw, now my baby momma knocked up
Out of fear, seen some brave shit happen
So I hold my niggas down like a slave ship captain
F*ck rappin', we can get explicit
Or party with your rent money 'til we get evicted
You ever been convicted of a violent crime?
Or surrounded by some people that's as wild as mine?

Who you have to rap after me?
Even underground, that shit is whack to me
A fight for you, just a smack for me
My people get cash for catastrophe
My people get cash for catastrophe
That's why pussy rappers sendin' people after me
Now it's back to reality
Attack anyone else that take a stab at me

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