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[Intro: Killer
I'm gonna bang this bitch the out!
You betta' -- You might wanna the way you feelin' like history bein' made
This muthafucka put a mirror on the goddamn
go, El-P!
Huh? Champ! That's what we're gonna do,

[Verse 1: Killer
I'm up at midnight, I'm off in my Nizzikes
A gun and a pizzipe, a knizzife is to my rizzight
I'm lurkin' servin' on pussies who lack a
I've got 'em filled up with like Mizzike is you all rizzight?
I'm lookin' on bitches twerkin' for service
The bitch's bag is a Birkin, I'm screamin' and cursin'
I'm pistols in faces at random places like
give it up or stand adjacent to Satan
Bad man chillin', the is here
No Jesuses here, I hear the in my ear
And I want it , I it, see it, I take it
fake it, wrap you motherfuckers up, leave you naked
The runners, top tag team for two summers
and let live, fuck you cuz cause that's a fool's honor
I'm totin' on two llamas
You ass and trash and trash, fuck it, I'm too honest
So fuck you fuckboys forever, I hope I it politely
And that's about the psyche of and Mikey
You another pair better, highly unlikely
And if I can't rap, then maggot fuck, fight me
I live for the of the kill, yes it excites me
You know your rapper ain't shit and me, I might be
The closest of God you might see
Pay honors your momma young sonna and take a right knee
The passion of Pac, the depth of Nas, nine three
Mix the mind of Brad and Chuck D and find me
I spit the diction of Malcolm or say a Bun B
Prevail through Hell, so get thee behind me

(Run the Jewels)

[Verse 2:
I've never been of shit, by most measurements don't exist
On the radar a little blip in the of motherships
Been smothered and brashly muffled by hucksters of global spin Like the sign on my says "stab me", my soul is your little bitch
But maybe you should be careful when flipping a stranger's switch assuming the war is won ain't a symptom of arrogance
nothing to lose a step up then everything's for the win
So we grin in the of frauds and tell monsters to suck our dicks
I to spit on your grave, my existence is to disgrace you
The kitten became a lion that look at your face great food
why we got the people behind us
While other rappers are for the fame the jewels runners will always stay rude
Motherfuck your permission, was never to begin with
And every bar of the shit you spit is your fucking prison
I been here raw shit and never asked to be lauded
Run the Jewels is the answer, your is "what's poppin'?"