Run The Jewels

Released: June 26, 2013

Featuring: Prince Paul

Songwriter: Prince Paul Killer Mike El-P

Producer: El-P

[Intro: Prince Paul]
Now come over here and let me give you a tongue kiss
On your hot pocket

[Verse 1: El-P]
Me and Mike'll go Twin Hype and do a dance on your windpipes
Put your fucking jazz hands back in your pants
And get them shits sliced
Caught the ghost when I was yay high, so today I stay way high
Do not worry about my habits, without sin, I'd probably hate life

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
This is dope as that hard white you stuff in a crack pipe
A hit of this, a kid with Tourette's will chill out and act right
I'm fat but I dress nice, and bitches finesse Mike
They suck the dick and squeeze on my belly like bagpipes

[Verse 3: El-P]
I slap and I suck clits, I fuck in my church shoes
Humblest guy in the room and I am in the room too (Get it?)
I'll bend you over on the roof while whistling Audio Two
They say that once a girl go Brooklyn, no more soft dick'll do

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
I'm so Rakim and Eric B, bitches check out my melody
I might Slick Rick on a fella (foul), catch me a felony
Hey, I might Shyne Po a ho, POW! Catch me a case
Producto must have rolled this L because this blunt feel laced

[Bridge: Prince Paul]
I must say you do look stunning
I mean, you're the kind of girl
I can really see myself artificially inseminating
Oh I'm sorry, I'm being a little aggressive, right?
Can we start from the beginning?
My name is Chest Rockwell, right?
And I love to make love to your booty...hole
Bad boy

[Verse 5: El-P]
This is born alone, die alone, so my dialogue's dastardly
Life's a tragedy generator operating at max capacity
This is porno for piraters, to the crooks it is relaxing
I am foreign to that soft talk, you can tell it from my accent

[Verse 6: Killer Mike]
This is arrogant fat black, it is what it is
This that stingy with dick bitch, not a fuck do I give
I'm no respecter of person, I'm no respecter of rules
I catch the Prince of England slipping, he gon' run me the jewels
I could wake up braindead tomorrow and my soliloquy still will be
The illest there'll ever be, 'cause I be what you'll never be
My pugnacious rhyme patterns prove pitbull in my pedigree
And dogs fight to the death, you say you better, you better be

[Verse 7: El-P]
Not one shit given, El-P's chillin'
Raised in a shack in the back of the village
Trained by the wolves in the woods
To avenge on the men who elected themselves my killers
Mike's a villain, Nick Hook's chillin'
We don't have a need to know your feelings
We don't believe in the same shit anyway
Run the Jewels is not for your children

[Outro: Prince Paul]
How you feeling now, sweetheart? A little more relaxed?
Maybe it's that half a molly I put in your Mountain Dew
Yeah, works like a charm
Just chill out for a second, relax, relax, I got it under control
I got you a glass of Beefeater
I got a brand new deck of Uno cards
Oh yeah, baby, the night's just getting started
Okay, how about I come over tonight
And pick you up in my brand new Segway?
We can go over to Long John Silver's, get a fish platter
You can take me home and massage me with butter all on my neck
I love you

No track is safe with the combination of Killer Mike’s aggressive flow straight from the ATL and the lyrical backflips and dense production by Brooklyn son and underground legend El-P.

The duo were first acquainted on Mike’s fully El produced and critically-acclaimed 2012 LP, R.A.P. Music. The two came together in 2013 to release an outstanding self-titled album that was widely considered one of the best Hip-Hop albums of the year. The name of the group is from the intro to LL Cool J’s “Cheesy Rat Blues”:

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