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Run The Jewels

Genres: Hip-Hop

Call Ticketron [explicit] Lyrics - Run The Jewels

Run the jewels live at the garden 

Lickin' off shots and we aim for the darkness 

Make it get hot for a target 

Kids cook s'mores off the crotch of our targets 

Kumbaya bitch 

Buckle up lil' trooper 

You can't get past me, I'm stuck in the future 

The shit ain't all it's cracked up to be 

The hover craft's cool but the air's so putrid 

 

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You can tell by the stench to the air 

Blood's on the ground, opportunity is here 

I'm lookin' into space like, "Is anybody there? 

And if aliens are here, please tell me how near 

Do you come in peace or should everybody fear? 

I'll wait your reply with a blunt and a beer." 

I be the high guy with the belly and the beard 

Smoke signal ET, ATLiens here 

 

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Beggin' your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden 

Last two pirates alive are still yargin (yargin) 

My girl got my heart, it's a bargain 

Lick from her lips to the crease in her garter 

Her ass my religion, her love's why I'm livin' 

I smoke farm to face the field full, partner 

Life's a shitnado, the smoke my umbrella 

The boy's back turnin' his slacks to all yella (Prick) 

It's a daily lick, I slit throats with a grin that reek of pure shit 

Travel by backflip, eat from the river, the panther heart taught to talk by smart chicks 

Sip pure venom and skipped away grinnin' 

I put that on mom, she ain't raise a Vic 

Lil' fucknuts, sit 

I piss on your wit, dismiss your whole shit 

 

Live from the stage of the garden 

We be the realest of the killers of the fuck shit squadron 

Movin' through the streets and we lootin,' robbin' 

Mobbin,' marchin', carrying our coffin 

Hello everybody, this is now bank robbery 

Jesse James gang, we'll walk you through the process 

You don't wanna be a hero, do not let that thought process 

We will put a bullet where your thoughts get processed 

Get that fuck shit straight like a perm or a process 

Cause forreal the money money ain't the mother fuckin' object 

We just like exitement, gun fights, indigtments 

High speed chase through Manhattan in the night winds 

Ooh, its the thrill of the kill 

Watching kill bill on a pill as I grip steerin' wheel 

Cops coulda had the boy jammed I feel 

But like Eddie Kane I made it I'm here 

 

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Run the Jewels (live from the garden) 

Ru-ru-run the Jewels (live from the garden) 

Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden 

 

I'm the shamalama doomalama danger dick'll do your mama 

Skeeter with the peter, never eat her, tell her see ya later 

Holla 'bout tomorrow, baby, I ain't got to holler (Vroom, vroom) 

My Impala pop a pussy, pop a collar 

Pop a pill then chill, no pill, no Cosby 

Not a raper or a taker, bonafide heartbreaker 

Hit her once, hit her twice, then tell her see ya later 

Got head, watch Vice at her home in Decatur 

 

Full clip, I'm a little bit sick, come equipped 

Look at what I did for the grit, got it lit, what a cinch 

Brought 'em just a little pinch of the truth, and they flip 

Now they hanging from my shit, lil' bit 

It's the Mensch, the myth 

I do push-ups nude on the edge of cliffs 

The jewels come quick, all gold and bricked 

Click, click, boxer cutter spit 

Brother, what a trip 

 

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Li-li-live from the garden 

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Run the Jewels live at the garden 

Run the Jewels (live from the garden) 

Ru-ru-run the Jewels (live from the garden) 

Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden 

 

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