Run The Jewels - Close Your Eyes (And Count To Fuck) lyrics

rate me

Run them jewels fast,

Run them,

Run them jewels fast

Run them, run them, r-run them, run them, fuck the slow mo

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

Fashion slave,

You protestin' to get in a fuckin' look book

Everything I spit blows like The Anarchist Cookbook

Look good

Posing in a centerfold of Crook Book

Black on black on black with a ski mask,

That is my crook look

How you like my stylin', bro?

Ain't nobody stylin', bro

About to turn this mothafucka up like Riker's Island, bro

Where my thuggers and my cripples

And my bloodles and my brothers?

When you niggaz gonna unite

And kill the police, motherfuckers?

Or take over a jail,

Give those COs hell

The burnin' of the sofa,

God damn I love the smell

Like it's a pillow torchin',

Where the fuck the warden?

And when you find him,

We don't kill him,

We just water board him

We killin' them for freedom

Cause they tortured us for boredom

And even if some good ones die, fuck it,

The Lord'll sort them

We out of order, your honor,

You're out of order

This whole court is unimportant,

You fuckers are walkin' corpses

I'm a flip wig synonym,

Livin' within distortion

I'll bite into a cyanide molar

Before you whores win

I'm a New Yorkian,

I fuck for the jump

I wear my Yankee so tilted

I actually walk with a hunch

Look at Mikey,

I think he likey,

We are sinister sons

We the type to beat the preacher with a grin and a gun

Run them jewels fast,

Run them,

Run them jewels fast

Run them, run them, r-run them, run them, fuck the slow mo

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

A wise man once said,

We all dead, fuck it

Just spit it disgusting youngin',

And hold your nuts

While you're gunnin'

I listened, tatted a sentence on my dick last summer

Now I'll never get that phrase off my brain,

It's no wonder

I'm here to buy hearts,

I got hundreds, honey

The cheaper the parts,

The better buy for the money

I'm trained in vagina whisperin', glistenin'

Waitin' for their christenin',

I know the neighbors can't help but listen in

A dirty boy who come down on a side of dissonance

I can't even relax without sirens off in the distances

Not shittin' you, little buddy,

This fuckin' island's a prison

The only silence I have

Is an act of conjugal visitin'

My solitary condition's preventin' conjugal visits

Go mane and missin' my misses,

They keep me from my children

Conditions create a villain,

The villain is givin' vision

The vision becomes a fallacy,

Figures all on the fishes

Liars and politicians, profiteers of the prisons

The forehead engravers

And slavers of men and women

Includin' members of clergy

That rule on you through religion

Run them jewels fast,

Run them,

Run them jewels fast

Run them, run them, r-run them, run them, fuck the slow mo

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

It's De La on the cut,

Liftin' 6 on your stitchy crew

I'm miles ahead of you,

You can sip my bitches brew

My battle status is burnin' matches from Dallas to Malibu

Check my résumé,

Your residence is residue

Call her a skin job and my honey dick'll backflip for you

You playin' God your eye sockets,

She gonna rip in two

We sick of bleedin' out a trace, spray a victim, you

Done dyin', Phillip AK dickin' you

With clips in the bottom,

We dippin' from Gotham

Yes eclipsed by the shadows,

A dark dance to the coffin

I'm a fellow with melanin,

Suspect of a felony

Ripped like Rakim Allah,

Feds is checkin' my melody

Yes aggressively tested

We'll bump stretchers and penalties

Dump cases with face

And the cop pleas when we seizing a pump

With reason to dump on you global grand dragons

Still pilin' fast, plus Afghani toe taggin'

Now they trackin' me

And we bustin' back, see

The only thing that close quicker

Than our caskets be the factory

Run them jewels fast,

Run them,

Run them jewels fast

Run them, run them, r-run them, run them, fuck the slow mo

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them

R-run them, run them