Oh My Darling Don't Cry

[Intro]

Oh my

Oh my

[Verse 1: El-P]

****** the law, they can eat my ******, that's word to Pimp

(Hold on)

(Oh my)

(You are now listening to Run the Jewels 2)

****** the law, they can eat my ******, that's word to Pimp

I don't ****** with or talk like all these ******' imps

Style violent, give a ****** if you deny it, kids

You can all run naked backwards through a field of ******s

****** the world, don't ask me for *******t, that's word to B.I.G

I dreamt we owned the world, but I've woken up and it don't exist

Soak it in and need no assist. You can't slap my wrist, I don't owe you *******t

Trust me, I'm a doctor

Doom oper, rate of my pulse won't raise a bit

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]

Tip-toe on the track like a ballerina

Ski mask in a Pontiac Catalina

It's obese female opera singer

You can run the jewels or lose your fingers

Me and El-P got time to kill

Got folks to kill on overkill

He hangin' out the window, I hold the wheel

There's one black, one white, we shoot to kill

That ******boy life about to be repealed

That ******boy *******t about to be repelled

******boy Jihad, kill infidels

Allahu Akbar, BOOM from Mike and El

[Verse 3: El-P]

Life is hell, death's a ******

And these FUBAR rulers getting rich

I cop a zip, it opens up

I smoke it up, go home and ******

C'est la vie girl, when in Rome

I get a face, please pay with dome

My business card says you're in luck

I do two things, I rap and ******

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]

I ******' rap

I tote the strap

I smoke the kush

I beat the puss

I read the books, did the math

Don't need a preacher preachin' on my behalf

No teacher can't teach my arrogant ass

I'm blowin' on crippy while readin' the scriptures as written by Egyptians while sippin' on whiskey

Aye baby you with me?

[Hook]

Oh my

Don't cry (x4)

[Verse 5: El-P]

[Whip Crack]

We run this spot like a Chinese sweatshop

Don't stop

Work it work it 'til his chest pop

Cardiac arrested, I'm so invested

I'm self-invented

That's no illusion

There's no confusion

You see the future. You fear the future

I've seen the truth and I'm so deluded

I been a better bad guy than I been better than bad

Been a better bully, talk beatin' on my chest

In fact I'm half stack from a rack

I been around the block, babe, I know a few facts

Maniac, brainiac, run go tell them that

ATLien, NY felon rap

[Verse 6: Killer Mike]

Handle me wrong I'm snappin'

Show up at your class, what's happenin'?

Schoolyard bully with a fully automatic

Heart full of pain and a head full of havoc

Everybody stepped on the kid I'm letting them have it (have it)

Leaving they momma to say "what happened?"

Who gonna buy my baby a casket?

****** that ****** I'm a bastard

[Verse 7: El-P]

Megablast, I'm mega lit

On Highway 6 and I'm not strapped in

I don't crash, ******, I just skid

You got the cash, I'll make the trip

I make the trip, you better pay

Done worse for less, don't make my day

I'm not from Earth, from far away

I bust through chests like baby greys

[Verse 8: Killer Mike]

Runnin' the jewels of the game

Whippin' the mixes like chickens of 'caine

Spittin' the sickness again

Parents is livid again

Kids is just ******' insane

Pointin' that pistol and fist for the chain

Reppin the symbol like they in a gang

Delivery **** like a dosage of **** or a noseful of coke for a junkie or fiend

[Hook]

Oh my

Don't cry(x2)