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Jeopardy
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Jeopardy은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2014년 10월 27일일에 Seeker Music에서 발매되었습니다.Run The Jewels 2
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발매일2014년 10월 27일
라벨Seeker Music
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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크레딧

실연 아티스트
Killer Mike
Killer Mike
보컬
EL-P
EL-P
보컬
Smoota
Smoota
트롬본
Wilder Zoby
Wilder Zoby
오르간
작곡 및 작사
Jaime Meline
Jaime Meline
작사가 겸 작곡가
Michael Render
Michael Render
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
EL-P
EL-P
프로듀서
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
마스터링 엔지니어
Little Shalimar
Little Shalimar
프로듀서
joey raia
joey raia
믹싱 엔지니어
Bradley Post
Bradley Post
녹음 엔지니어
Leon Kelly
Leon Kelly
녹음 엔지니어
Nicolas Vernhes
Nicolas Vernhes
녹음 엔지니어
Nocando
Nocando
녹음 엔지니어
Simen Solvang
Simen Solvang
녹음 엔지니어

가사

[Verse 1]
I'm finna bang this bitch the fuck out
You better, you might wanna record the other way
You finna look at history being made in this mothafucka
Put a mirror on the goddamn screen
Let's go, El-P
Huh, Champ, so what we gonna do, Mick?
[Verse 2]
I'm up at midnight, I'm dippin' off in my Nizzikes
A gun and a metal pizzipe, a knizzife is to my rizzight
I'm lurkin', servin' on pussies who lack a purpose
I've got 'em filled up with frizzight like, "Mizzike, is you all rizzight?"
I'm lookin', lurkin' on bitches, twerkin' for service
The bitches bag is a Birkin, I'm yellin', screamin' and cursin'
I'm putting pistols in faces at random places, like
Bitch, give it up, or stand adjacent to Satan
Batman chillin', the villains is here
No Jesuses here, I hear the demons in my ear
And I want it, I need it, see it, I take it
Never fake it, wrap you motherfuckers up, leave you naked
The jewel runners, top tag team for two summers
Live and let live, fuck you, cuz, 'cause that's a fool's honor
I'm walkin', totin' on two llamas
You **** ass, and trash, and trash, fuck it, I'm too honest
[Verse 3]
So fuck you fuckboys forever, hope I said it politely
And that's about the psyche of Jamie and Mikey
You meet another pair better, highly unlikely
And if I can't rap, then maggot fuck, then fight me
I live for the thrill of the kill, yes, it excites me
You know your favorite rapper ain't shit, and me, I might be
The closest representation of God you might see
Pay honors like your mama, young sonna, and take a right knee
The passion of Pac, the depth of Nas, circa nine three
Mix the mind of Brad Jordan and Chuck D, and find me
I spit with the diction of Malcolm, or say a Bun B
Prevail through Hell, so Satan, get ye behind me
(Run the Jewels)
[Verse 4]
I've never been much of shit, by most measurements, don't exist
On the radar, a little blip in the shadow of motherships
Been smothered and brashly muffled by hucksters of global spin
Like the sign on my back says, "Stab me", my soul is your little bitch
But maybe you should be careful when flipping a stranger's switch
Like assuming the war is won ain't a symptom of arrogance
When nothing to lose a step up, then everything's for the win
So we grin in the face of frauds, and tell monsters to suck our dick
I live to spit on your grave, my existence is to disgrace you
The kitten became a lion that look at your face like great food
That's why we got the people behind us
While other rappers are vaginas for the fame
The jewel runners will always stay rude
Motherfuck your permission, was never yours to begin with
And every bar of that bitch shit you spit is your fucking prison
I been here making raw shit, and never ask to be lauded
Run the Jewels is the answer, your questions is, "What's poppin'?"
Written by: Jaime Meline, Michael Render, Torbitt Schwartz
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