Run The Jewels - Everybody Stay Calm
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[El-P:]
Excuse moi, bitches,
I'm lit from the last a the gas Mike twisted,
No sleep for the vicious, key up a cop car just to see mischief.
I'm a nut punch wizard,
Speed bag ya' ball bag, leave none in it,
We got one ambition –
Reup and puff till the month go missing.
[Killer Mike:]
Big, big, big black fella with a four-fifth in the back-backpack, fella,
I,
I rumble, don't stumble. young fella, got a Stinger in the '69 bumble bee yellow,
I mean, I mean stunna, big titty bank teller had my wife here with us so a hater can't tell her,
Presidential suite, got a fuck boy jealous, I'm the Nelson Mandela of Atlanta dope sellers.
[El-P:]
I,
I'm a goddamn savage, I eat with no hands I don't even use napkins,
Mug says number 1 bastard,
I'll show up in jorts with a hatchet laughing.
[Killer Mike:]
Hey El, the AR's an option for any asshole wanna talk and pop shit,
Quit playin' pussy or the pistol will pop off and get your whole face pushed back and knocked off! (yikes!)
[Hook:]
Take it easy, partner,
Ain't no chillin' in the land of the villains,
Ain't no chillin',
Ain't no chillin'.
[El-P:]
They fucked up and paid us, made us dangerous,
Too old to change, I'm a stay with paper,
Poor folk love us, the rich hate our faces,
We talk too loud, won't remain in our places.
Smoke by the acre, a brain escapist,
Smoke any more and my brain is vapor,
I don't do meek anymore, guy, save it,
The laughing is done now, time to cry later.
[Killer Mike:]
Tell them haters and bitches
We bang big shit,
But, yeah, you should mind your business,
You can't pause or shun this.
Physical fitness,
Bitch, we run this,
Paraplegics,
You don't run shit,
Fuck you even!
Get the gumption,
Think you stylin',
Think you stuntin',
I'll smack the fuck out ya' ass for frontin'!
[El-P:]
Oompa loompas,
I'll shoot a tune atcha medulla,
I'm cool as a rule but I'll scalp a ruler,
I'm new to this town, I'm a stranger passing I see your bum crews, I don't get the hoopla.
(The world got rules, they say.) That's a rumor.
Benign, nah, I'm lying it's a tumour, they ain't even trying to buy that, we crying goodbye, we got dying to do, dude, the designs ruthless.
[Killer Mike:]
1-2,
1-2, I done read books by Sun-Tzu, learned from beautiful women who rolled my joints, too.
The opposite of humble and my swag on kung fu,
No admission for the cool, I just kick it and come through.
Hurry up!
We got liquor to run through
Bales to inhale,
Lies to not tell.
She told me let her go and then I can exhale,
I left her with a pound of dro and a Nextel.
[Hook:]
Take it easy, partner,
Ain't no chillin' in the land of the villains,
Ain't no chillin',
Ain't no chillin'.
Excuse moi, bitches,
I'm lit from the last a the gas Mike twisted,
No sleep for the vicious, key up a cop car just to see mischief.
I'm a nut punch wizard,
Speed bag ya' ball bag, leave none in it,
We got one ambition –
Reup and puff till the month go missing.
[Killer Mike:]
Big, big, big black fella with a four-fifth in the back-backpack, fella,
I,
I rumble, don't stumble. young fella, got a Stinger in the '69 bumble bee yellow,
I mean, I mean stunna, big titty bank teller had my wife here with us so a hater can't tell her,
Presidential suite, got a fuck boy jealous, I'm the Nelson Mandela of Atlanta dope sellers.
[El-P:]
I,
I'm a goddamn savage, I eat with no hands I don't even use napkins,
Mug says number 1 bastard,
I'll show up in jorts with a hatchet laughing.
[Killer Mike:]
Hey El, the AR's an option for any asshole wanna talk and pop shit,
Quit playin' pussy or the pistol will pop off and get your whole face pushed back and knocked off! (yikes!)
[Hook:]
Take it easy, partner,
Ain't no chillin' in the land of the villains,
Ain't no chillin',
Ain't no chillin'.
[El-P:]
They fucked up and paid us, made us dangerous,
Too old to change, I'm a stay with paper,
Poor folk love us, the rich hate our faces,
We talk too loud, won't remain in our places.
Smoke by the acre, a brain escapist,
Smoke any more and my brain is vapor,
I don't do meek anymore, guy, save it,
The laughing is done now, time to cry later.
[Killer Mike:]
Tell them haters and bitches
We bang big shit,
But, yeah, you should mind your business,
You can't pause or shun this.
Physical fitness,
Bitch, we run this,
Paraplegics,
You don't run shit,
Fuck you even!
Get the gumption,
Think you stylin',
Think you stuntin',
I'll smack the fuck out ya' ass for frontin'!
[El-P:]
Oompa loompas,
I'll shoot a tune atcha medulla,
I'm cool as a rule but I'll scalp a ruler,
I'm new to this town, I'm a stranger passing I see your bum crews, I don't get the hoopla.
(The world got rules, they say.) That's a rumor.
Benign, nah, I'm lying it's a tumour, they ain't even trying to buy that, we crying goodbye, we got dying to do, dude, the designs ruthless.
[Killer Mike:]
1-2,
1-2, I done read books by Sun-Tzu, learned from beautiful women who rolled my joints, too.
The opposite of humble and my swag on kung fu,
No admission for the cool, I just kick it and come through.
Hurry up!
We got liquor to run through
Bales to inhale,
Lies to not tell.
She told me let her go and then I can exhale,
I left her with a pound of dro and a Nextel.
[Hook:]
Take it easy, partner,
Ain't no chillin' in the land of the villains,
Ain't no chillin',
Ain't no chillin'.
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