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Conjure the Legions

Army of the Pharaohs

Heavy Lies the Crown [Clear Vinyl]

2014

of ever falling off
Supported by the most invincive rappers breathing air
You gonna keep it fair, get your fucking people here

where'd you get this instrumental
Where the fuck you get your whip you didn't mention it's a rental
Since two thousand and ten I've been going mental with

know I'm not afraid
Take this dead something to the shore
Fish for the shield on the floor
Two burning stones, only to be
Put out by foam below the sea

of the inside of my mind
Flow so sick the way I spit it, it is so divine
Always in my prime, sour like a lime
Crack a smile or it's a crime
Waitin' for exposure

Hate on Me

Mike Jones

Deep in the Heart of Texas, Vol. 6

2014

I got a (Pocket Full of Stones)
But it ain't work, homie it's my CD's
And I sold about 2 million in the streets
So why they hatin me? 'cause I pull up

remnants of stars inside every orifice
Bet we blast that energy

I'm a fifty cent vinyl by an Austrian band
I am an overbearing zealot socialized like a man

to die
Im tying to give
Everything I have inside
Before I get curried away
Close my eyes to lay
Prepare to live is
Preparing to go away
Before I get

inside my sorrow
Haunted by homicide
Wondering what you seen when you looked at me
I louie the skully I keep me a carbon a fully
Im tripping i'm pouring up

the others by a year
Maybe two
And he was safe for awhile until somebody saw him there
And notified the authorities
Who surrounded the hotel, first

ride

Keep a loaded 9 
On my side
To protect my life

Let me get inside 
From behind 
Pressure been applied 


(Chorus)

Tryna feed all of my bros

like my ice on top my heart you know it's cold
Just me you forever, 2 souls never fold
Got my weapon by my side that I never gotta hold
Wesson met Smith

want, bro?
Most days wanna be a-lone
Used to feel a lot, now I have to sit with the same thought
For one to two hours tops
Wish I could stop but my brain

Hey O Where Ya Been At
I was just stuck to by bread like some spinach
But now I'm back like a pack how I get that
For cheap cause my homies the plug

time and time
and time again

Hut one, hut two, hut! yeah, get my touch down
I'm not gon' let them touch you
Just like my bustdown,

not tryna gas you up

[Chorus: Louverture & Neekolul]
My name’s on the climb while y'all stay sour like lemon-lime
Bad bitch hit my line up, think we line up: not my type

of the two of us inside my head
But I keep trying to forget
How I acted, and I'm trynna change myself
But my head keeps losing control of saying
What I'm

do you suppose they call them 'Runids'?
I don't know, but I can't wait to get my hands on it!

It's not far the traverse
A night, or two, at worst

it in 3D
Two visions
One feel like it sent down from heaven
One filled with way too much darkness to measure
My shoulders weighed down by

to do with this bruh
Yeah
Stone by stone, building to secure the throne
You could tell that we different by just the words alone
Verbiage excellent

lost inside the bottle guess the liquor drowned it
Try not to get caught up on what I should've done
Ain't no father in my life I only needed one
Couple

no one knows the language 
So I push it to the side 
Just like I always do
What's the point of giving if you'll never get it anyway 

Every day the red

talk to ‘em, 
But I ain't talk to police either dawg the love inside my heart is the truest 
Was easy to get caught up in life at times when I was in

deep inside of my mind
Ja lay dee corner stone in dee garden 
Not standing for no cause that'll rot
Babylon god blocked by this blood clot

I'm tryna cop

just the two of us alone
Take a hint, I’ll wrap myself up in your bones
Until our bodies turn to stone
Because every time I feel this way
My heart's