- Run The Jewels Banana Clipper 歌詞
- Run The Jewels
- I move with the elegance of an African elephant
I presented the evidence eloquent as the President
Evident is the emphasis I deserve me a championship
But before I banana clip Ima chill so my man can rip
Little man against Hellion with the heart of an orphan
I got the words of a murderer and an eye for distortion
You take a slice of my portion Ill take a piece of your profit
I drive at illegal speeds to keep an O.Z in my pocket
We run the jewels in your town, a quarter pound on my person
Im known for pounding the stage, Im talking burning and cursing
Producer gave me a beat said its the beat of the year
I said 'El-P didnt do it so get the fuck outta here!'
You wanna hang, bring your throat I got stools and a rope
Im a slang pope, haranguing the land with a mans flow
A new addition to the art of the old code
Thats fully retarded and put a part in your bold dome
Ay El
We the villains, we antagonist bad guys
Mercy me, merciless me putting pain in they sad eyes
Its time for Skywalker talk cause meet the true Darth Vader
I hit your mom in 03 but a G aint ate her
So baby boy you should tighten up and show some respect
Before I Melvin on you Jody put my arm on your neck
Or worse yet be the reason your girl want a divorce
Be at her crib with your kids saying 'fuck your fort
Lil nigga!'
The style is radiation leak at Mile Island
Also known as Chernobyl talk, listen for the sirens
For the green Im a hoarder you're the poor distorter
Sorta morbid sonnin these fuckin whoredome explorers, Im bored
Enough of your bummy shit, its numb to the core sure
You suck a good dick for the fame and couldnt resist getting played
I fuck like Im headed to war, Im really not playing no games
But tag me goddamn it Ill kill the carrier mentions my name
Hey, Im a soldier of fortune, a mercenary on beat
Im merciless, Ill torture emcees tie up both of they feet
If they refuse to run the jewels we beat the bottoms of feet
Im talking grip pliers guys, to the top of your teeth
Hey me and Jaime killed the competition top of the heap
Is where we stayin when they corpses resting under our feet
I sent they mom a little cash and a sympathy letter
Told her she raised a bunch a fuck boys
Next time do better
Bitch
We the old Atlanta, new Atlanta, future of the city
Daddy Fat Saxx dont give a damn cause cant nann new niggas get with me
Now its true , niggas are simply simple minded simple Simons
Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by designin
But what I be rhyming, no payola is required
My bank account obese as fuck while yours sits on a diet
Nigga your lease is up, youre fired
Quiet, thats how the boss talk
Retain ownership on everything, every car bought
And paid for, no neighbors cause Im sitting on acres
Went to Vegas, jumped the broom cause I wasnt trippin on papers
Or no prenuptual agreementfor mama
If we broke up and she took half Id still be sitting on commas
Eight figures nigga
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