holy calama****

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All them-a talk, them beat back them words

All them-a talk, them beat back them words

All them-a talk, them beat back them words

All— All— A— All— All— A—

All them-a talk, them beat back them words

All them-a talk, them beat back them words (Yo, yeah)

All them-a talk, them beat back them words (Yo, yeah)

All— All— All— All—

The law defier, the non-complier, the death defier

The Mike Myers, murder rapper for hire

Doer of drive byers, the back-back, clack-clack

Let it loose, murder all witnesses and survivors

That's a job completer, dependable contractor

The backhand wack rap slapper

Mr. Leather Bomber Taker, catch ya getting off the escalator

Run the Jewels smooth and don't trigger the undertaker

Ayy, as a teen lackin', I woulda ran me a supreme racket

I woulda took these lames' Supreme jackets

Until you rob a hypebeast, you ain't seen sadness

"Clockwork Orange" madness, left the scene laughin'

Ayy, we forever-ever, Jaimito y Michael de Render (Mhm)

The pyrotechnicrats, the ol' razzle dazzlers

The magic bean imbibers (Yes)

The green giant of the rhyme contrivers (Yes)

Supreme violence of the time describers (Yes)

I'm the decider, you evil eyers

A pile driver provider for liars, the sleep depriver

The nick of time mercy kill denier in prime

I'll kill the mood, I'm a Buddhist MacGyver

I'll slap a yapper from the acne to the tooth bone fiber, I'm liver

Thought crime designer, criminal minder

And I'm a born and bred in USA who chop and screw truth up

Think I got a case of the Mondays, on (Fire!)

Mad

Mad

Mad

Ayo, one for mayhem, two for mischief

Now aim for the drones in your zoning district (Woo)

Hindenburg 'em (Woo), get 'em, burn 'em (Woo)

Can't give the ghost up, no resistance

Pass the shit, Mike, I have to insist it

Reality sucks ****, how's that for wisdom? (Great)

Lick the toad's back like, "Mm, delicious"

The time elves waved to me off in the distance (Hello?)

Hey lil' guy, I'm just walkin' through

From another timeline where monsters eat truth

Physicists say the dough I get's proof

The multiverse lives, I'm supposed to just lose

The glass bottom tank I drive is all fueled

Gotta try to stay cool, honey bunny, don't move

**** shit glows in the hearts of the brutes

You hate Run The Jewels, you don't love the troops

Miss the point tryna act like shit's cool

Don't ****in' tell doom your number's not due (Ayy)

Every other goddamned year I'm brand new

It's been 20 plus years, you think that's a clue? (Huh?)

Maybe this guy kinda kill what he do

He's prolly that dude, he left enough proof

Plenty of these goofs disappeared, poof

He's still the next big thing, gotta hurt, oof

I got more fire!

More fire! (Li-li-li-lights, lights!)

More fire!

More fire! (Li-li-li-lights!), I got—

Ditch the payback, allow me to state that

All that forth-back, we don't play that

You want beef, bruh? You just state that

And we steak that, fry and bake that

One time in the big ol' south

Lived a lil' chubby kid with a big ol' mouth

Lame writers gave him big ol' doubts

Now the same lil' boy in a big ol' house

Look at him now, he in the big ol' cars

And the same folk hated pay big homage (Ayy)

One minute, let me be candid

Used to stand by the garbage can hand to hand

And that dumb trap shit, no proper planning

Seen ignorant shit like geekers dancing

And rappers rap about it like it's so romantic

But I still can't seem to escape the panic

PTSD, streets did the damage

Kept me in hammock, laid back with cannons

Get me ****ed up, it be's calamity

I'ma come through and leave some damage

Goddamn, somebody call amber-lamp

Or ambulances, it's out of chances

It's **** that weak shit you be bantering

You're a common cold and my flows are cancerous

I got more fire!

More fire! (Li-li-li-lights, lights!)

More fire!

¡Más fuego! (Li-li-li-lights!), I got—

Take that, mugger, mother—