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Close Your Eyes and Meow to Fluff (feat. Zack De La Rocha) [Geoff Barrow Remix]

Run The Jewels; Zack De La Rocha; Geoff Barrow
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Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast Run them, run them, r-run them, r-run them, run them Fuck the slow-mo Fashion slave, you protestin' to get in a fuckin' look book Everything I scribble's like the anarchist's cookbook Look good, posin' in the center for the Crook Book Black on black on black with a ski mask, that is my crook look How you like my stylin', bruh? Ain't nobody smilin', bruh 'Bout to turn this motherfucker up like Rikers Island, bruh Where my thuggers and my Cripples and my blooders and my brothers? When you niggas gon' unite and kill the police, motherfuckers? Or take over a jail, give them COs hell The burnin' of the sulfur, goddamn, I love the smell Blankets and pillow torchin', where the fuck the warden? And when you find him, we don't kill him, we just waterboard him We killin' them for freedom 'cause they tortured us for boredom And even if some good ones die, fuck it, the Lord'll sort 'em We outta order, your honor, you outta order This whole court is unimportant, you fuckers are walking corpses I'm a flipped wig synonym, living with a distortion I'll bite into a cyanide molar before you whores win I'm a New Yorkian, I'm fucked from the jump I wear my Yankees so tilted, I actually walk with a hunch Look at Mikey, I think he likey, we are sinister sons And we the type to greet the preacher with a grin and a gun Come on Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast Run them, run them, r-run them, r-run them, run them R-run them, r-run them, run them jewels Fast, run them, run them jewels fast Run them, run them, r-run them, r-run them, run them R-run them, r-run them A wise man once said, "We all dead, fuck it" Just spit it disgusting, youngin, and hold your nuts while you gunnin' I listened, tatted a sentence on my dick last summer Now I'll never get that phrase out my brain, it's no wonder I'm here to buy hearts, I got hundreds, honey The cheaper the parts, the better buy for the money I'm trained in vagina whisperin', glistenin' Waitin' for the christenin', I know The neighbors can't help but listen in Uh, a dirty boy who come down on the side of dissonance I can't even relax without sirens off in the distances Not kidding you, little buddy, this fuckin' island's a prison The only solace I have is the act of conjugal visiting My solitary condition's preventin' conjugal visits Though main aim missing my missus and keepin' it from my children Conditions create a villain, the villain is given vision The vision becomes a vow to seek vengeance on all the vicious Liars and politicians, profiteers of the prisons The forehead engravers, enslavers of men and women Including members of clergy that rule on you through religion So strip your kids to the nude and then tell 'em God'll forgive 'em Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast Run them, run them, r-run them, r-run them, run them R-run them, r-run them, run them jewels Fast, run them, run them jewels fast Run them, run them, r-run them, r-run them It's De La on the cut, liftin' six on your snitchin' crew I'm miles ahead of you, look at shit my bitches grew My battle status is burnin' mansions from Dallas to Malibu Check my rรฉsumรฉ, your residence is residue Call her a skin job and my honey dip will backflip for you You playin' God, your eye sockets, she gon' rip it, too We sick of bleedin' out a trey-sprayin' victim, you Done dyin', feel a AK dickin' you With clips in the bottom, we dippin' through Gotham Yes, eclipsed by the shadows, a dark dance to the coffin I'm a fellow with melanin, suspect of a felony Rip like Rakim Allah, feds is checkin' my melody Yes, aggressively testin' with bumps, stretches and penalties, um Cases with facin' a cop, please, when we seizin' the pump With reason to dump on you global grand dragons Still pilin' fast, fuck's Afghani toe-taggin'? Now they trackin' me, yeah, we bustin' back, see The only thing that close quicker than our caskets be the factories Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast Run them, run them, r-run them, r-run them, run them R-run them, r-run them Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast Run them, run them, r-run them, r-run them, run them R-run them, r-run them Fuck the slow-mo