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Blockbuster Night Pt. 1
Run The Jewels, El-P 및 Killer Mike
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Bunches and bunches, punches is thrown until you're frontless
Oodles and noodles, bang bullets at suckers noodles
Last album, voodoo, proved that we was fuckin' brutal
I'm talking crazy, half past the clock is cuckoo
You rappers doo-doo, baby shit, just basic beaucoup
I'm Shaka Zulu, Mansa Musa, my money's beaucoup
My beats is bangin', fuck what you rappin'?, who produced you?
I slapped the snot, take what ya got and "Run The Jewels" you
You itsy-bitsy, furry, frightened, and frickin' sickly
A little prickly, dick on display for winter swimming
Look at these kiddies, Mike, I'mma rat-a-tat 'em for living
I deal in dirty work, do the deed and then dash, ditch 'em
I'd lend a hand but it's stuck in a fist and gun position
We run a brand where destruction's the number one commitment
It's all a joke between mom contractions and coffin fittings
So we disappear into smoke like we're fucking magicians
No hocus-pocus, you simple suckers been served a notice
Top of the morning, my fist to your face is fucking Folgers
We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders
You punks is pussy, proverbial pansy panty holders
I Jake the Snake 'em, DDT 'em in mausoleums
Macabre massacres killing cunts in my coliseum
They all actors, giving top in back of a BM
I'd fall back if the casting calls are ending in semen
Yeah, yeah, motherfucker (You do not 'long-)
C'mon
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, motherfucker (You do not 'long-)
Yeah, yeah, motherfucker (You do not 'long-)
Motherfucker
I'm the foulest, no need for any evaluations
I'm a phallus, a Johnson, a Jimmy spraying faces
Any cow that is sacred will get defaced
Like any tyrant murderer gets replaced, face it
The fellows at the top are likely rapists
But you like, "Mellow out, man, just relax, it's really not that complicated"
Well, pardon me, I guess I'm just insane as you explained
Or maybe sanctifying the sadistic is deranged
This Run The Jewels is, murder, mayhem, melodic music
Psychotics use it to lose it, junkies simply abuse it
That's word to Phillip Seymour Hoff' and I'm kushin', coughin'
I probably smell like a pound when they put me in a coffin
The gates of hell are pugnaciously pacin', waitin'
I give a fuck if I'm late, tell Satan "be patient"
But I ain't here for durations, I'm just taking vacations
And tell him, fuck him, I never loved him and salutations