Lie, Cheat, Steal [explicit] Lyrics - Run The Jewels

Smoke from the loosie drift 

Hold it like a crucifix 

Blow from the nose I'm a dragon to a gnome 

Got a average of bein' excellent the median just dope 

Like the ratio of heroin to laxative that's sold 

Authorities have spoken, demanded your pure devotion 

Get magnetized to the ground while the falcons of murder close in 

I chose to go guano, y'all know, kinda bat shit 

The bright lights of fuckery stuck in me automatic 

I'll tea bag a piranha tank, heart barely beatin' 

A wild one who'll swim like directly after he's eaten 

While holding a toaster oven that's plugged with a fork in it 

Cause death by electrocution's like life in New York, isn't it? 

Shoulda been a dentist, mom said it 

Pains the way that my craft expresses 

Born in a little shop of horrors that I can't even afford to rent in 

Where's the exit? 

Wanna talk shop I can chop it up with exacto touch, whats the rush? 

Autograph skin flaps, tag em up 

I don't brag enough you defacto suck 

A lotta you new to the El Producto milieu 

Kinda like "fuck is you?" 

I'm a little black spot on a sun of lies 

But I'm not too high to say I'm the truth 

I line the booth to catch blood like a Bateman 

Nathan sacred I'll mace a play pen 

Jewel runner bitch make the name stick 

Not for sale but I'm takin payments 

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Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win 

(Everybody doin' it) 

Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win 

Everybody doin' it 

Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win 

(Everybody doin' it) 

Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win 

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I'm fly as a pegasus, that's no embellishment 

I'm here to pain the whole game, where the Excedrin 

Good pussy, good marijuana that be my medicine 

And I'm a mixture of MJG and the Weathermen 

A revolutionary bangin' on my adversaries 

And I love Dr. King but violence might be necessary 

Cause when you live on MLK and it gets very scary 

You might have to pull your AK, send one to the cemetery 

We overworked, underpaid, and we underprivileged 

They love us, they love us (why?) 

Because we feed the village 

You really made it or just became a prisoner of privilege? 

You willing to share that information that you've been given? 

Like who really run this? 

Like who really run that man that say he run this? 

Who who really run that man that say he run this, run run run run this? 

Like who really fund this? 

Like who really fund who say he fund this? 

Like who in the world gon' tell Donald Sterl who to put on the "you can't come" list? 

Now don't be silly 

Who the fuck gon' bully me if I got a billy? 

If I got a billy and the bitch recording me I'm like who cares 

What I wouldn't be is on TV stutterin' ta-ta-talkin' scared 

So the question is when Don's at home with that traitor ass bitch alone 

Who's that voice on the side of the phone that shakes and rattles his bones? 

Could it be the man behind the man behind the man behind the throne? 

Gone 

Everybody doin' it 

Everybody doin' it 

Everybody doin' it