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Run The Jewels - yankee and the brave (ep. 4)

yankee and the brave
Run The Jewels
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[Intro:]
This week on Yankee and the Brave...

[Killer Mike:]
Back at it like a crack addict, Mr. Black Magic,
Crack a bitch back, chiropractic, Craftmatic,
Big daddy smokin' big Cali in a black alley,
In a black Grand Natty rollin' down  Old Natty,
Hair nappy, matty as a black granddaddy,  all fact,
No cappin', fat, black, bold captain, stay floatin',
No flappin', wave runner, I'm a gunner,
I'ma have your block hot as a sauna all summer,
And I put that on Osama and my mothafuckin' mama,
I'ma terrorize the actors playin' like they want some drama,
I'ma chop 'em with a chopper 'til I mothafuckin' drop 'em. (Drop 'em, drop 'em, drop 'em)

[El-P:]
Stack addict, a mack with the blackest fabric, I'm back,
I'm magically rackin' it, that's when I'm duckin' rat-a-tat-tats,
I'm runnin' the truck over sucker shit,
Matter fact, kiss the ass and even the crack,
Automatic facts, it's like that! (Woo)
Scammer bliss when you puttin' villains in charge of shit,
All of us targeted, all we doin' is arguin',
Part of them isn't workin' 'til every pockets been picked and sold and harvested,
I'm ready to mob on these fuckin' Charlatans. (Charlatans, charlatans, charlatans, charlatans, charlatans, charlatans)

[Break: Killer Mike (scratches by Trackstar the DJ)]
Go-go-go-, go-go-go-go–
Go-go-go-go-, Go-go-go-go–
Go-go-go-go-, go-go-go-, go-go–
What we gon' do–

[El-P:]
'Til time die, I'm galatically fly,
The moon is movin' the maniacs in a shitty decline,
Hearts fried, all this neon is rippin' us up inside,
Immortality's out of bounds, it's a one-round ride.

[Killer Mike:]
I got one round left, a hunnid cops outside,
I could shoot at them or put one between my eyes,
Chose the latter, it don't matter, it ain't suicide,
And if the news say it was, that's a goddamn lie!
I can't let the pigs kill me, I got too much pride,
And I meant it when I said it, "Never take me alive".

[El-P:]
I got the Grand Nat runnin' in the alley outside,
Yo, Michael, run like you hungry and get your ass in the ride,
I'd rather have and not need you than watch your rotten demise,
And you still owe me for them Nikes, you do not get to just die.
You try to fuck with my brother, you get the bastard surprise,
And that's more honest than your whole life in a fraction of time,
I didn't get my degree in how to smoke weed 'til I'm blind,
So you could ruin my high, Jewel Runner do and you're bye.

[Killer Mike:]
My brother made a point so out the back door I'ma slide,
I'm chubby, husky, thighs rubbin', fuckin' up my Levi's,
The crooked copper got the dropper, I put lead in his eye,
Plus, we heard he murdered a black child so none of us cried.

[Outro: Killer Mike & El-P]
Yankee and the brave are here!
Everybody hit the deck!
We don't mean no harm
But we truly mean all the disrespect! (Four)

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