Jeopardy - Run The Jewels: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

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Jeopardy adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Seeker Music tarafından 27 Ekim 2014 tarihinde yayınlandıRun The Jewels 2

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümRun The Jewels 2

Çıkış Tarihi27 Ekim 2014

FirmaSeeker Music

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM72

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Killer Mike

Vocals

Elp

Vocals

Smoota

Trombone

Wilder Zoby

Organ

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jaime Meline

Songwriter

Michael Render

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Elp

Producer

Joe LaPorta

Mastering Engineer

Little Shalimar

Little Shalimar

Producer

joey raia

Mixing Engineer

Bradley Post

Recording Engineer

Leon Kelly

Recording Engineer

Nicolas Vernhes

Nicolas Vernhes

Recording Engineer

Nocando

Recording Engineer

Simen Solvang

Recording Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

[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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