[Verse 1: k**er Mike]
Bunches and bunches
Punches is thrown until you're frontless
Oodles and oodles
Bang bullets at s**ers' noodles
Last album? Voodoo!
Proved that we was f**in' brutal
I'm talking crazy, half past the clock is cuckoo
You rappers doodoo
Baby sh**, just basic boo boo
I'm Shaka Zulu
Mansa Musa, my money's beaucoup
My beats is bangin'
f** what you rappin
Who produced you?
I slapped the snot, take what ya got
And Run The Jewels you
[Verse 2: El-P]
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**ing magicians
[Verse 3: k**er Mike & (El-P)]
No hocus pocus, you simple s**ers been served a notice
Top of the morning, my fist to your face is f**ing Folgers
(We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders)
You punks is p**y proverbial pansy panty holders
I Jake the Snake ‘em, DDT ‘em in mausoleums
Macabre ma**acres k**ing c*nts in my coliseum
(They all actors, giving top in back of a BM
I'd fall back if the casting calls are ending in semen)
[Verse 4: EL-P]
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 murdered 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
[Verse 5: k**er Mike]
This Run The Jewels is
Murder, mayhem, melodic music
Psychotics use it to lose it
Junkies simply abuse it
That's word to Phillip Seymour Hoff' and I'm kushin', coughin'
I probably smell like a pound when they put me in a coffin
The gates of hell are pugnaciously pacin', waitin'
I give a f** if I'm late, tell Satan be patient
But I ain't here for durations, I'm just taking vacations
And tell him f** him, I never loved him and salutations