Blockbuster Night, Pt. 1-Run The Jewels
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TXT Blockbuster Night, Pt. 1-Run The Jewels 文本歌词
Blockbuster Night, Pt. 1 - Run The Jewels
Bunches and bunches
Punches is thrown until you're frontless
Oodles and oodles
Bang bullets at suckers' noodles
Last album voodoo
Proved that we was f**kin' brutal
I'm talking crazy
Half past the clock is cuckoo
You rappers doodoo
Baby sh*t just basic boo boo
I'm Shaka Zulu
Mansa Musa my money's buku
My beats is bangin'
F**k 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 fricken' sickly
A little prickly dick on display
For Winter swimming
Look at these kiddies Mike
I'm a 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 they 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 in the smoke
Like we're f**king magicians
No hocus pocus
You simple suckers been served a notice
Top of the morning
My fist to your face is f**king Folgers
We might be giants
Standing on little dandy shoulders
You punks is p**sy proverbial pansy panty holders
I Jake the Snake em
DDT em in mausoleums
Macabre massacres killing cunts in my colosseum
They all actors giving top in back of a BM
I'd fall back
If the casting calls are ending in semen
I'm the foulest no need for any evaluation
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're 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
That's word to Phillip Seymour Hoff' and I'm cushin'
Coughin'
I probably smell like a pound
When they put me in a coffin
The gates of hell I'm pugnaciously pacin'
Waitin'
I give a f**k if I'm late
Tell Satan be patient
But I ain't here for durations
I'm just taking vacations
And tell him f**k him
I never loved him and salutations
