Close Your Eyes (and Count To Fuck) Lyrics - Run The Jewels, Vol. 2 - Run The Jewels

Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast 

Run them, 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 Cookbook 

(Look good, posing in a centerfold of 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 stylin', bruh 

'Bout to turn this mothafucka up like Riker's Island, bruh 

Where my thuggers and my cripples and my blooders and my brothers? 

When you niggas gon' unite and kill the police, mothafuckas? 

Or take over a jail, give those COs hell 

The burnin' of the sulfur, God damn 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' 'em for freedom cause they tortured us for boredom 

And even if some good ones die, fuck it, the Lord'll sort 'em 

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We out of order, your honor, you're out of order 

This whole court is unimportant, you fuckers are walkin' corpses 

I'm a flip wig synonym, livin' within distortion 

I'll bite into a cyanide molar before you whores win 

I'm a New Yorkian, I fuck for the jump 

I wear my Yankee so tilted I actually walk with a hunch 

Look at Mikey, I think he likey, we are sinister sons 

(Aye, we the type to beat the preacher with a grin and a gun) 

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 

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 

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A wise man once said, ("We all dead, fuck it") 

Just spit it disgusting youngin', and hold your nuts while you're gunnin' 

I listened, tatted a sentence on my dick last summer 

Now I'll never get that phrase off 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 their christenin', I know the neighbors can't help but listen in 

A dirty boy who come down on a side of dissonance 

I can't even relax without sirens off in the distances 

Not shittin' you, little buddy, this fuckin' island's a prison 

The only solace I have is the act of conjugal visitin' 

My solitary condition's preventin' conjugal visits 

Go mane and missin' my misses, they keepin' me from my children 

Conditions create a villain, the villain is givin' 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 

Includin' members of clergy that rule on you through religion 

(So strippin' 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 

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 

It's De La on the cut, liftin' 6 on your stitchy crew 

I'm miles ahead of you, you can sip my bitches brew 

My battle status is burnin' mansions from Dallas to Malibu 

Check my résumé, your residence is residue 

Call her a skin job and my honey dip'll backflip for you 

You playin', God your eye sockets, she gon' rip in two 

We sick of bleedin' out a trace, spray a victim, you 

Done dyin', Phillip AK Dickin' you 

With clips in the bottom, we dippin' from Gotham 

Yes eclipsed by the shadows, a dark dance to the coffin 

I'm a fellow with melanin, suspect of a felony 

Ripped like Rakim Allah, feds is checkin' my melody 

Yes aggressively tested we'll bump stretchers and penalties 

Dump cases with face and the cop pleas when we seizing a pump 

With reason to dump on you global grand dragons 

Still pilin' fast, plus Afghani toe taggin' 

Now they trackin' me and 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 

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