Released on June 26, 2013

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[Intro: Killer Mike & El-P]

Run, run, run, run, run

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: El-P & Killer Mike]

Oh dear, what the fuck have we here?

These motherfuckers all thorn, no rose

Egads, what a bad dream, better not sleep

Take a No-Doz, do some blow

Oh shit, what the hell have we done?

It's alive and it's hungry as fuck

Better hide all the snacks and the dough

But it is out of my control, you are shit out of luck

I don't wanna be unfair, but the pair we got

Beat that weak shit you got (True, God)

Blew up the spot with that new bop

(Crew drops) Do up ya squad without nuance

I don't wanna sound unkind but the sounds I make

Are the sounds of the hounds that are howling

Under your bed, I'm here growling

Same time, under the blanket, you're cowering


[Verse 2: Killer Mike]

Cowering like cowards cowering in

Concrete showers in Rikers Island

Victims, we the wolves that's wilding

We often smilin' at sights of violence

Acting brave and courageous

Ain't advantageous for health and safety

So when we say, "Run the jewels"

Just run 'em, baby, please don't delay me

And that goes for a guy or lady

The fam, goddamn, we fuckin' crazy

I'll pull this pistol

Put it on your poodle or your fuckin' baby

She clutched the pearls, said, "What in the world?"

And, "I won't give up shit!"

I put the pistol on that poodle and I shot that bitch


[Chorus: Killer Mike]

Run the jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels

Run the jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels

[Verse 3: El-P & Killer Mike]

Ayy, ayy, and the crowd chants, "Get that paper!" (Run)

And the mob says, "Kill that witch!" (Run)

This city get mad to the max

Better wave 'bye-de-bye' to the high scrapes, kids

Get a tinfoil hat for the raining (Run)

Hot water from the roof to the basement

I'ma smoke 'til the planet erases

Build a white flag out of Zig Zags, wave it


[Verse 4: Killer Mike]

Often, I'm smoking, coughing

Sip lean on a bean like Boston

My young bitch here fine like Pam Grier

When she made that movie Coffy

But when my wife's in town

Ayy, Jackie Brown, just stay up off me

'Cause if they don't, then somebody getting shot

And they gon' buy a coffin


[Verse 5: El-P]

With the pull of a pin, a grenade

Get a crowd to they feet and a soul to its options

I'm a fool for the win, I been made

To be loud while these other cats drowning in softness

In a urn or the dirt get tossed in

With a grin or a smirk, get accosted

I'm a sin on the verse like a kid in a hearse

Or a nun in a cumshot—stop it


[Verse 6: Killer Mike]

Big beast in a cage with a heart full of rage

It seems I can't behave

You could try 'til you die, oh well

You failed, it seems the world can't be saved

These streets is full with the wolves

That starve for the week so they after the weak

In a land full of lambs, I am

And I'll be damned if I don't show my teeth


[Chorus: Killer Mike]

Run the jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels

Run the jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels


[Outro: El-P]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

The goblins were awakened