Released on December 1, 2021

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[Intro: Celph Titled & Unscathed]

Yeah! You witnessin' the sound of Unscathed! Yeah! You little punk! Collaboration with Apathy the Alien Tongue! C-motherfuckin'-Lance on the beat! And yours truly! Celph Titled! The Houdini of Hammers! Have your whole team kidnapped and bitch-slapped! Fuckers! Let's get it! Yo!


[Verse 1: Celph Titled]

The definition of a toxic male but still my pockets swell

I call my bullets coffin nails, C. Titled's off the rails

Yeah! Wherever I stashed my coke and my explosives

Is my brick-and-mortar location, best not approach it

If you do, hope they got the discography for your dental records

You from a thorough block, you probably wasn't meant to rep it (Bitch!)

Tryna rap with that weak voice, Poindexter talk shit, you talk like a squeak toy, I delete boys

Criminal mastermind, make sure them felonies ain't fell on me, it's suicide if you tell on me

Rockstar but my guitar got no strings attached (Nope!)

I treat it as a bat to beat a pussy rapper flat (Uh huh!)

Yeah! Like Netgear we got TECs here

My firewall on fire, y'all, the barrel flare melt your chest hair

Y'all be grippin' stress balls, I stay squeezin' heat

Them know what we mean, them bloody hearts pump Tahitian Treats


[Verse 2: Apathy]

I run circles around most crop circles and such

Much too perfect to touch, crush circuits into dust

Leave the mic on the fritz, bustin' nuts on your bitch

In her mouth, on her tits, leave your body in a ditch

Peelin' out, rocks sprayin', Glocks sprayin', blocks prayin'

Stop playin', I will not stop slayin', cops waitin'

For this modern day Satan, what the fuck you sayin'?

My laser beam phaser leave y'all disintegratin'

I'm a sinner at the last dinner, y'all are Master Splinter rats

In a maze in a daze in a Beijing sting operation, occupation cop cooperation

I fill you full of shots and then I'll stop the operation

Poppin' hospitals to stop the doctor concentration

Kill the competition just to stop the conversation

Commissary thriller for the killers doin' bids for me

This is simply biz to me, nothin' really big to me


[Verse 3: Unscathed]

Yeah!

Look! I can tell that you're livin' a hopeless life

So I'm movin' without you, numb like I'm a poltergeist

You smokin' spice so now you the dopey type

You under me, if you get close you'll have an overbite

It ain't a joke, alright? A bad comedy act

It leave you shattered like a fast rocket into glass

You fuckin' lazy, fat slobs sit on your ass

While I'm workin' with the cash dropped in the bag

Mad cops that laugh, always they're trouble, boy

They love you once and move on, a bunch of toys

Rappers formed in lines that are just stuck in voice

Tryin' to level up but without any fuckin' point

Use this RPG to make a ton of noise

And randomize where it lands like it was your dungeon choice (Where is it?)

We don't fuck with boys like your lazy, selfish ass

The Pharaohs come deployed, Unscathed, Celph, and Ap


[Outro: Apathy]

Demigodz! Army of The Pharaohs! Y'all know what it is!