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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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Take it back to Strong Arms, you wonder why I'm rapping
I don't know either, just figure if we asking
We can get a couple captains, book me for some racks
And we can put away the ratchets, not for good, but in the jackets
'Cause my hood is into rackin', need to watch your back
If you got old-school beef, better have the Illmatic
It's the movie version, I start Uzi vertin'
'Cause I'm tryna make sense to a stupid person
Robbery, in and out like the burger shack
Probably hit your mouth before I murder that
Leave it kinda pussy, schemin' on these rookies
With the nina or the steamer, while I'm teamin' up, you beamin' up
Seein' love or beat 'em up, even leave the heat untucked
But people need to even up, have our kids read to us
Never say shit on the phone, f*ck entrapment
Underground tracks, 'cause that's where the blacks went

We can argue, we can chat
We can barter, we can scrap
Revolver leave you flat
Magnetic get it crackin'
East coast to the south side
Y'all here without pride
Scared to come outside
We get it crackin'
We can argue, we can chat
We can barter, we can scrap
Revolver leave you flat
Magnetic get it crackin'
East coast to the south side
Y'all here without pride
Scared to come outside
We get it crackin'

Guerilla trained, I'm Kong, gorrilla frame, unharmed
And I'm armed, the gun long as middle names
Post up with little change, choke 'em like little chains
Hopin' to rearrange my loc' into be insane
I get it crackin', gun charge in Manhattan
Insultin' both coasts, tell 'em what the f*ck happened?
Important as your last shit, keep smackin'
Promoter and producers, any rappers that's a nuisace
Askin' for my new shit, where's my old investment?
I ain't talkin' drugs, talkin' 'bout them gold records
I ain't even sold ten thou, the streets tripled that
And it's been a while, I cocked the nipple back
Act stupid, entrap student and call 'em a terrorist
Black movement and link 'em to mad shootings
That's stupid, my gun dumber now
Then we out of town, before the sun is out

We can argue, we can chat
We can barter, we can scrap
Revolver leave you flat
Magnetic get it crackin'
East coast to the south side
Y'all here without pride
Scared to come outside
We get it crackin'
We can argue, we can chat
We can barter, we can scrap
Revolver leave you flat
Magnetic get it crackin'
East coast to the south side
Y'all here without pride
Scared to come outside
We get it crackin'

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