Statik Selektah, Run The Jewels - Put Jewels on It lyrics
[Statik Selektah, Run The Jewels - Put Jewels on It lyrics]
Ay, Statik (Statik Selektah)
Meet me at Max Fish man (RTJ)
Like 2 (Woo) Like 2AM (RTJ) ay (RTJ)
I came up on some brain blown, full of smoke
Livin' in a Terrordome
That kid born to kill a
King with my hand shit
Put ’em up, runners run amok
Gonna gun ’em up
Son ’em up, what a run of luck
I’m a ton of fun
Fuckers wanna run it up, stun a runner up
I’m a number 1, wake up with the sun
Thinkin’ make a buck what a clutch
Every buck he touch getting crumpled up
Suck it up
Fold a fucker's gut ’til he double up
Double down
Dummies get a crown when I’m in the dust
Dead and done so that he delayed baby
Wait baby
This is not a drill, baby, Jamie is a thrill
$100, 000 bill y’all, all laws get the deal
What a odd duck, I don’t bow
To Zod or no man, what
Roll me like you POTUS in an
Ocean made of Klan nut and Mikey
Most of these soldiers are simply so-called
The holster they holding is empty
The toaster that they imagine they venting
And putting holes in their
Enemies simply doesn't exist
We buffalo run 'em off cliff
Ay, look at Mikey flow, look at Mikey go
Look at Mikey
Jamie making milli like nobody know
Mikey, he went maniac like Wayne
When he went Wayne-iac
And did "A Milli" but I been this silly
Really
And you motherfuckers really know that
You’ve been really feel me
But you hid emotions so I know
You fuckers really fear me, fear me
Fuck your coulda shoulda
Woulda stooda stutter
I’m a motherfucker, ask your
Baby mother, motherfucker music, boy
Talking jheri curl greasy, boy
Nigga with an attitude, Westside
Atlanta, young Eazy, boy
Take that, I don't argue, hoe nigga
Get nervous in my old age bar nobody
Make your self known or take a shot to a body
I only trust Jamie, I don’t trust nobody
And if you fuck with him
Bullet holes in yo’ body
Who really run this?
Banging on my adversaries
Like who really run this?
The bright lights of fuckery stuck in me
Automatic who really run this?
Violence might be necessary
Who really run this?
The bright lights of fuckery stuck in me
Statik
Who want it? Put jewels on it who want it?
Who want it? Who want it? Put jewels on it
Who want it? Who want it?
Put jewels on it put jewels on it
Meet me at Max Fish man (RTJ)
Like 2 (Woo) Like 2AM (RTJ) ay (RTJ)
I came up on some brain blown, full of smoke
Livin' in a Terrordome
That kid born to kill a
King with my hand shit
Put ’em up, runners run amok
Gonna gun ’em up
Son ’em up, what a run of luck
I’m a ton of fun
Fuckers wanna run it up, stun a runner up
I’m a number 1, wake up with the sun
Thinkin’ make a buck what a clutch
Every buck he touch getting crumpled up
Suck it up
Fold a fucker's gut ’til he double up
Double down
Dummies get a crown when I’m in the dust
Dead and done so that he delayed baby
Wait baby
This is not a drill, baby, Jamie is a thrill
$100, 000 bill y’all, all laws get the deal
What a odd duck, I don’t bow
To Zod or no man, what
Roll me like you POTUS in an
Ocean made of Klan nut and Mikey
Most of these soldiers are simply so-called
The holster they holding is empty
The toaster that they imagine they venting
And putting holes in their
Enemies simply doesn't exist
We buffalo run 'em off cliff
Ay, look at Mikey flow, look at Mikey go
Look at Mikey
Jamie making milli like nobody know
Mikey, he went maniac like Wayne
When he went Wayne-iac
And did "A Milli" but I been this silly
Really
And you motherfuckers really know that
You’ve been really feel me
But you hid emotions so I know
You fuckers really fear me, fear me
Fuck your coulda shoulda
Woulda stooda stutter
I’m a motherfucker, ask your
Baby mother, motherfucker music, boy
Talking jheri curl greasy, boy
Nigga with an attitude, Westside
Atlanta, young Eazy, boy
Take that, I don't argue, hoe nigga
Get nervous in my old age bar nobody
Make your self known or take a shot to a body
I only trust Jamie, I don’t trust nobody
And if you fuck with him
Bullet holes in yo’ body
Who really run this?
Banging on my adversaries
Like who really run this?
The bright lights of fuckery stuck in me
Automatic who really run this?
Violence might be necessary
Who really run this?
The bright lights of fuckery stuck in me
Statik
Who want it? Put jewels on it who want it?
Who want it? Who want it? Put jewels on it
Who want it? Who want it?
Put jewels on it put jewels on it