Run The Jewels - ​yankee y el valiente (TROOKO’s Versión) lyrics

This week this week
This week
Esta semana en Yankee y El Valiente

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 boat 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 motherfuckin' mama
I'ma terrorize the actors playing like
They want some drama
I'ma chop 'em with a chopper
'til I motherfuckin' drop 'em
(Drop 'em, drop 'em, drop 'em)

Stack addict
A mack with the blackest fabric on back
I magically rack it and dash while
I'm duckin' rat-a tat tats
I'm runnin' the truck over sucker shit
Matter fact
Kiss the ass and even the cra-a-ack
Automatic facts, it's like tha-a-at (Woo)
It's scammer bliss when you puttin'
Villains in charge of shit
All of us targeted, all we doin' is arguin'
Pardon them as they work until every pocket's
Been picked and soul been harvested
I'm ready to mob on these fuckin' charlatans
(Charlatans, charlatans, charlatans
Charlatans, charlatans, charlatans)

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? (Ayy, hermano)

'Til time die, I'm galactically fly
The moon is movin' the maniacs
In the city to crime hearts fry
All this neon is rippin' us up inside
Immortality's out of bounds
It's a one-round ride

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

I got the Grand Nat runnin'
In the alley outside now, 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 doing you bye

My brother made a point
So out the back door I'ma slide
I'm chubby, husky, thighs scrubbin'
Fuckin' up my Levis
A crooked copper got the dropper
I put lead in his eye
'Cause we heard he murdered a black child
So none of us cried

Yankee and the brave are here
Everybody hit the deck we don't mean no harm
But we truly mean all the disrespect (Cuatro)
TROOKO (Ayy, hermano)