Artist: Run the Jewels Album: RTJ2 Song: Jeopardy Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, Run the Jewels I'M FINNA BANG THIS BITCH THE FUCK OUT!!! You betta- you might wanna record tho You finna look at history bein made in this muh'fucker Put a mirror on the goddamn screen - LET'S GO, EL-P~!!! HUH!! CHAMP!! Fuck we gon' do, nig?!! [Killer Mike] I'm up at midnight, I'm dippin off in my Nizz-ikes A gun and a metal pizz-ipe, a knizz-ife is to my rizz-ight I'm lurkin servin on pussies who lack a purpose I've got' em filled up with frizz-ight like Mizz-ike, 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 puttin pistols in faces at random places like "Bitch, give it up or stand adjacent to Satan" Huh, bad man chillin, the villains is here No Jesus-es 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 niggaz ass and trash and trash - FUCK it, I'm too honest! So fuck you FUCK-boys forever, hope I said it politely And that's about the psyche of Jaime 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 yo' favorite rapper ain't shit; and me, I might be the closest representation of God you might see Pay honors like your momma, 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 thee behind me! (...R-R-R-Run the Jewels-s-s-s-s-s...) [El-P] 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 flippin 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 dicks! 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 jewels 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 fuckin prison! I BEEN here making raw shit and NEVER asked to be lauded! Run the Jewels is the answer, your question is WHAT'S POPPIN??!!