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Run The Jewels - DDFH | from the Run The Jewels album
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Run The Jewels
Run The Jewels
Künstler:in
EL-P
EL-P
Künstler:in
Killer Mike
Killer Mike
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jaime Meline
Jaime Meline
Komponist:in
Michael Render
Michael Render
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
EL-P
EL-P
Produzent:in
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
joey raia
joey raia
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

Cops in the ghetto they move like the Gestapo Drunk off their power and greed, they often hostile My little homie talked shit back and they beat him bad That boy in the hospital now he's lookin' bad And I'm with his momma and dad they lookin' sad My own mama called me said "baby I'm just glad They ain't put they hands on my child and 'kill' his ass Please don't rap about that 'shit' 'fore they murder your black ass!" It's drones over Brooklyn, you blink you could get tooken And now you're understanding the definition of "Crooklyn" Pigs on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin Cause kids tired of dying and walkin' round like they shooken' Cause we smoke sour to deal with the paranoia That they charge by the hour, can't hire the Jewish lawyer Cause if you ain't Jigga or Puff you doin' time And even then you might get ten, word to Shyne Hey hey hey hey hey hey yey Do dope fuck hope Hey hey hey hey hey hey yey Do dope fuck hope You don't wanna look into my big crystal balls, suck the future We'll moonwalk through flames with a brain on stupid Camouflage toughies'll touch your tufts roughly Fluff your flat permanent, lump you up ruthless Then laugh while you're humming the tune of bruised movements That took a few too many tabs to prove lucid (Everything compute?) Nah the truth is too tangled And even a satellite sees at one angle Burners radiate smoke 'till all's motionless Hope? Nah, ha ha, slow down with the jokin' shit So inappropriate, right behind your ears is a what? Look, ta-dah! The sound of your hopelessness I can feel it too, from the ground rising up in us Right above the clouds there's a shroud there to smother us Make a sane man walk around with a blunderbuss Peel another round, make a sound that is thunderous Hey hey hey hey hey hey yey Do dope fuck hope Hey hey hey hey hey hey yey Do dope fuck hope Hey hey hey hey hey hey yey Do dope fuck hope Hey hey hey hey hey hey yey Do dope fuck hope Hey, hey
Writer(s): Michael Santigo Render, Jaime Meline Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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