Artist: Run the Jewels f/ Until the Ribbon Breaks Album: Run the Jewels Song: Job Well Done Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, Run the Jewels [Killer Mike] Killer Mike and El-P, fuck boys know the combination ain't healthy, tell me if you smell the marijuana hangin off my breath, blowing smoke and I'm coughing like I'm damn near death, if I died right now I would be so fresh to death They would have to say, "That fat motherfucker coffin fresh Goddamn fat bastard! Where that motherfucker casket?" But naw baby you gon' get this here, vertical Every word Murderful! Surgical! Painful! Purposeful! And I take it left off yo' FUCK LIST PERSONAL!! (WOO!) WHOO! They done let that fuckin Mike out It's like Tyson in the 80s, nigga snap and put yo' lights out YEAAAH~! It's like Tyson in the 90s' If I'm losin, take a bite out, I'm so motherfuckin grimy So motherfuckin greedy, gritty, momma said she couldn't breast feed, cause I was bitin at the titty! Peace [Chorus: Pete Lawrie Winfield] So I think we've burned our bridges, but it's difficult to tell I've been walking through the ashes, saying "Didn't we do well?" So I think we'll have to pay for this, but I'm not afraid of hell I've been walking through the ashes, saying "Didn't we do well?" [El-P] Killer Mike and El-P, fuck boys think about it FUCK you gonna sell me? You don't know a thing about us Women dosed with ayahuasca drum circle and sing about us Dolphins prone to rape'll hear the tape and stop to think about it Monks won't immolate themselves until the record hits the shelves Yetis walk right out the woods to cop it without thinkin 'bout it Workers at the sweatshop kill they boss to how the vets drop Worker ants surround their queen and chew the bitch's head off Drug dogs bark at the tour bus when it park Priests take the cock out of their mouths to hum along when the chorus drop At the least we are the most beef and broc' on your fuckin block The bass make a whale off of the coast scream, "Y'all gotta stop!" Used to be the new kid 'til I grew into that new shit Emperors that hear the tunes admit that they are nudists Move, we comin through 'em, we are ruthless Mama said I wouldn't leave the womb without a Yankee and some new kicks [Chorus] "Real bad guy shit!" "Run the Jewels!"