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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Run The Jewels
Run The Jewels
Performer
Jaime Meline
Jaime Meline
Vocals
Michael Render
Michael Render
Vocals
Isaiah Owens
Isaiah Owens
Keyboards
Smoota
Smoota
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaime Meline
Jaime Meline
Composer
Michael Render
Michael Render
Composer
Isaiah Owens
Isaiah Owens
Composer
Smoota
Smoota
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EL-P
EL-P
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
joey raia
joey raia
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Run, run, run, run, run
[Verse 2]
Oh dear, what the fuck have we here?
These motherfuckers all thorn, no rose
Egads, what a bad dream, better not sleep
Take a NoDoz, do some blow
Oh shit, what the hell have we done?
It's alive and it's hungry as fuck
Better hide all the snack and the dough
When it's out of my control, you are shit out of luck
[Verse 3]
I don't wanna be unfair but, the pair we got
Beat that weak shit you got, blew up the spot with that new bop
Crews drops, do ya up squad without nuance
I don't wanna sound unkind, but the sounds
I make are the sounds of the hounds that are howlin'
Under your bed I'm here growlin' same time under the blanket, you're cowerin'
Cowerin' like cowards, cowerin' on concrete showers in Riker's Island
Victims, we the wolves that's wildin', we often smilin' at the sight of violence
[Verse 4]
Actin' brave and courageous ain't advantageous for health and safety
So when we say Run the Jewels, just run em baby, please don't delay me
And that goes for a guy or lady , the fam, goddamn we fuckin' crazy
I'll pull this pistol put it on your poodle or your fuckin' baby
She clutched her pearls said "What in the world?" and I won't give up shit
I put the pistol on that poodle and I shot that bitch
[Verse 5]
Run the jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels
Run the jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels
[Verse 6]
Hey, hey, and the crowd chants "Get that paper"
And the mob says "Kill that witch"
This city get mad to the max
Better wave bye de bye to the high scrapes kid
Get a tin foil hat for the rainin' hot water from the roof to the basement
I'ma smoke till the planet erases, build a white flag out of Zig Zags, wave it
[Verse 7]
Often I'm smokin', coughin'
Sip lean on a bean like Boston
My young bitch here fine like Pam Grier when she made that movie Coffy
But when my wife in town, hey Jackie Brown, just stay up off me
'Cause if they don't, somebody get shot and they gonna buy a coffin
[Verse 8]
With the pull of a pin a grenade get a crowd to they feet and a soul to it's options
I'm a fool for the win, I been made to be loud while these other guys drownin' in softness
In a urn or the dirt, get tossed in, with a grin or a smirk, get accosted
I'm a sin on the verse, like a kid in a hearse or a nun in a cum shot, stop it
[Verse 9]
Big beast in a cage with a heart full of rage, it seems I can't behave
You could try till you die, oh well, you failed, it seems the world can't be saved
These streets is full with the wolves
That starve for the week so they after the weak
In a land full of lambs, I am and I'll be damned if I don't show me teeth
[Verse 10]
Run the jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels
Run the jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels
Written by: Isaiah Owens, Jaime Meline, Michael Render, Smoota
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