El-P - Run the Jewels lyrics

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El-P - Run the Jewels lyrics

[Verse 1: El-P] Oh dear what the f** have we here? These motherf**ers all thorn no rose Egads what a bad dream better not sleep Take a No-Doz, do some blow Oh sh** what the hell have we done? It's alive and it's hungry as f** Better hide all the snacks and the dough It is out of my control, you are sh** out of luck I don't wanna be unfair but the pair We got beat that weak sh** you got (true god) Blew up the spot with that new bop Crew drops, do up ya squad without nuance I don't wanna sound unkind but the Sounds I make are the sounds of the hounds that are howling Under your bed I'm here growling Same time under the blanket you're cowering [Verse 2: k**er Mike] Cowering like cowards cowering in Concrete showers in Rikers Island Victims, we the wolves that's wilding We often smile at sights of violence Acting brave and courageous Ain't advantageous for health and safety So when we say run the j**els Just run 'em baby, please don't delay me And that goes for a guy or lady The fam god damn we f**in crazy I'll pull this pistol Put it on your poodle or your f**in baby She clutched the pearls, said "What in the world!" And "I won't give up sh**!" I put the pistol on that poodle And I shot that b**h [Hook] Run the j**els... Run the j**els... [Verse 3: El-P] And the crowd chants "Get that paper!" And the mob says "k** that witch!" This city get mad to the max Better wave bye-de bye to the high scrapes kids Get a tin foil hat for the raining Hot water from the roof to the basement I'mma smoke 'til the planet erases Build a white flag out of Zig Zags, wave it [Verse 4: k**er Mike] Often I'm smoking, coughing Sip lean on a bean like Boston My young b**h here fine like Pam Grier when she made that movie Coffy But when my wife's in town Ay Jackie Brown just stay up off me Cause if they don't somebody get shot And they gon' buy a coffin [Verse 5: El-P] With the pull of a pin a grenade Get a crowd to they feet and a soul to its options I'm a fool for the win I been made To be loud while these other cats drowning in softness In a urn or the dirt get tossed in With a grin or a smirk get accosted I'm a sin on the verse like a kid in a hearse Or a nun in a cum shot (stop it) [Verse 6: k**er Mike] Big beast in a cage with a heart Full of rage, it seems I can't behave You could try till you die, oh well You failed, it seems the world can't be saved These streets is full with the wolves That starve for the week so they after the weak In a land full of lambs I am And I'll be damned if I don't show my teeth [Hook] Run the j**els... Run the j**els...

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