Run The Jewels

Run The Jewels - Blockbuster Night Pt. 2 lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

The elephant's in the room, I’m talking two ton(as)

Bitter truth to ya’ face, like this is two gun(as)

One half of the crew, ya know 'em jewel runners

Move us out of our lane, shit who’s gonna?

Shit stain on they brain, that’s right, pooed on 'em

And pissed on em! Dirt kicked on 'em

Shot his cat, pop that pussy, threw that bitch!

Stood behind his mama, put my dick on 'er!

Killer did a Killa Cam couldn’t kill a kid so I spit on 'er

Like this on 'er

(Verse 2)

I somersault in the room & then pop 2 the Van Damme split on 'em

Rappers all get the dick like they got clits on 'em

Big & sweaty testicular cancer induced tits on 'em

They luv & cry & explain what they are the victim of

Braid each othas hair & tell stories bout how they’ve been in luv

Hey kids I’m a computer, I’m a trooper feelin' supa, shoot the future like a loopa

Ya tryin' 2 step like gooses I'mma go home wit yo luger

The tiers of the nooses get a broom up in they pooper

(Hook)

This is for the dope doer, ho pursuer

If ya procure then ya cut her & stick her like a skewer

See this is for paupers & the prisoner, authors of the literature

Opposers 2 the holders of the swastika insignia

(Verse 3)

Cue the music I’m bout 2 do something stupid

I got a new shiny tool kit 2 fix yo face & I’ll use it

Flipping birds I ain’t talking no middle fingers

Come line up 2 kiss the ring of yo favorite rap singer

Des pot roast comin out the oven hot

Stunting on ya bumbaclots fronting like ya running blocks

Bet yo motha luv 2 watch ya come up out ya fucking socks

Spin the barrel take a shot luv so ya or it luvs ya not

Pop..schlepping weapons out the seven

Betting on who getting 2 heaven first with the henchmen

Try 2 test me I’ll send some shots at yo keppy

Ya best address me correctly but mama still calls me ?

(Verse 4)

When someone ask me 2 spit it, I’m nasty

Like a cabbie with cricket, I know it like the back of my hand

I actually did it If ya even think bout dapping my hand

Homie better be dapper than Dan, ya wit it

Actually fam, what ya wanna gonna laugh at me fam'?

Right cause I’m tacky and tan, it’s actually him pass me the gin

Pass me whatever ya got, pass me yo bitch

Pass me the clip hit it hold it now it’s bout time 2 pass me the fifth Sipit

Sole my soul for it pass it back 2 the bitch

Hopefully she get half as just swizzed as wick(?)

Afta the fact that he had 2 just sip, just dip

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