Chief Kamachi:    Yo the Pharaohs back, less than an hour's nap  Woke up in a cave on the top of Mount Arafat  Blood on the tarot pack, the power black  Street mystic get you twisted with your barrel packed  119 they blamed it on some Arab cat  I meditated, and left two towers flat  With they own, section 8 Egyptian power rap  Little spump, sparkling bump, no spiritual   Don't let me start with the pump, pecked  Faggot preacher pluck a heart for the punk  I got a passion for putting bloody parts in a trunk  It's The Messiah, never been a musical kump    Demoz:    The Colosseum fiending, screaming "Demoz!"  They could see the pour-up from Europe to Lehigh  When they see I'm coming they running I keep nine  Shots for they stomach and face, eat five!  Never will I run from a case like a cheap guy  If I can't afford the lawyer, I'll burn him like deep fry  Undeveloped faggot, I'm classic like Levi's  Rap marathon, I passed them like three times  Take my rap skills multiply by three times  All it takes from my verse to beat him is three lines  Peep my battle ability weak guy  If I can't walk over you nigga I leap high  Shoot looking down when I pass, you scream "Why!"  You bit my whole style with no teeth I reply...  You walking all task barefooted, my sneaks tied  Talking out your ass when you shouldn't you speak lies    Planetary:    Whenever I say so we full court pressing 'em  Hand on the rock and cross over like the rest of 'em  Who got the ratchet? I crack the pendulum   My adrenaline race the pace you trembling  My regiment take shots of bad medicine  Extinguish the game like distinguished gentlemen   Severus so far the best with the pen again   Venomous ink, paint the picture so elegant   Elevate my state, I'm high like a Pelican   Powerful punchlines puncture through your skeleton   Space niggas erase niggas irrelevant   Post-up prevalent, in my development  I make the case, so the dope can settle in  "Paz, there's no booze!" so we threw the kettle in  Pharaohs amongst the king, now that's tenement   You demand sin, and get the pen, and Cryp, "Send 'em in!"    Esoteric:  Mind bender, line sender  Time ender, Pharaoh front line member  The mic's a divine ember burning you  The blood doesn't trickle, it sprays  I'm ????  For centuries, held down bars like penitentiaries  You entertain, it's funny like Kevin James,  now stay in your fucking Lane like Clark Kent, you get it man?  Hip-hop's deader than Vince Lombardi  It's full of whine and crackers like your wife's dinner parties  I'm a Pharaoh, swords drawn for battle  Running with apes like Ann Darrow  Reef!    Reef the Lost Cauze:    I ain't wit this rap shit dog, I literally kill em  Put the Colt 45 to your lips like Billie Dee Williams  It works every time, I murk every line  It never gets easier, it hurts every time  I been the best, I got kids on the Internet  Seeking my approval like they send a fucking friend request  Uh..Denied, Go, fuck your life  I crump-up your head, and up-chuck your rhymes  Barf, you know vomit and such  You got no fans so you claim being popular sucks  That's called hating, your brain is all vacant,  I'd never sit down and eat with y'all, it's all bacon    Celph Titled:    Demons and gargoyles, lions and wizards  We leaving 'em hard-boiled and frying they gizzards   That's what Celph Titled rhyming will get ya  Act like a bitch guy and get stabbed in the eye with my scissors   Rap super-star for now, hip-hop legend for later  Leave a treacherous crater with a push of this detonator  So who's ill and who's not? Who's popping and ooh-wop  Who's a cross between El Chupacabra and Tupac?  (Well, who else but you Celph?) No sandals on my shoe shelf  Just a pellet gun leave a huge welt  Army of the Pharaohs never make love songs  We finger fuck bitches with Freddy Kruger gloves on