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Oh My Darling Don‘t Cry

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2017-01-01

  Oh My Darling Don't Cry-Run The Jewels

  Oh my

  Oh my

  Fuck the law, they can eat my dick, that's word to Pimp

  (You are now listening to Run the Jewels 2)

  Fuck the law, they can eat my dick, that's word to Pimp

  I don't fuck with or talk like all these fuckin' imps

  Style violent, give a fuck if you deny it, kids

  You can all run naked backwards through a field of dicks

  Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit, that's word to B.I.G

  I dreamt we owned the world, but I've woken up and it don't exist,

  Soak it in and need no assist

  You can't slap my wrist, I don't owe you shit

  Trust me, I'm a doctor DOOM

  Oper-rate of my pulse won't raise a bit

  Tip-toe on the track like a ballerina

  Ski mask in a Pontiac Catalina

  It's obese female opera singer

  You can run the jewels or lose your fingers

  Me and El-P got time to kill

  Got folks to kill on overkill

  He hangin' out the window, I hold the wheel

  There's one black, one white, we shoot to kill

  That fuckboy life about to be repealed

  That fuckboy shit about to be repelled

  Fuckboy Jihad, kill infidels

  Allahu Akbar, BOOM from Mike and El

  Life is hell, death's a bitch

  And these FUBAR rulers getting rich

  I cop a zip, it opens up

  I smoke it up, go home and fuck

  C'est la vie girl, when in Rome

  I gave the face, please pay with dome

  My business card says you're in luck

  I do two things, I rap and fuck

  I fuckin' rap

  I tote the strap

  I smoke the kush

  I beat the puss

  I read the books, did the math

  Don't need a preacher preachin' on my behalf

  No teacher can't teach my arrogant ass

  I'm blowin' on crippy while readin'

  the scriptures as written by Egyptians while sippin' on whiskey

  Aye baby you with me?

  Oh my

  Don't cry

  Oh my

  Don't cry

  Oh my

  Don't cry

  Oh my

  Don't cry

  We run this spot like a Chinese sweatshop

  Don't stop

  Work a worker 'til chest pop

  Cardiac arrested, I'm so invested

  I'm self-invented

  That's no illusion

  There's no confusion

  You see the future. You fear the future

  I've seen the truth and I'm so deluded

  I been a better bad guy than I been better than bad

  Been a better bully, talk beatin' on my chest

  In fact I'm half stack from a rack

  I been around the block, babe, I know a few facts

  Maniac, brainiac, run go tell them that

  ATLien, NY felon rap

  Handle me wrong I'm snappin'

  Show up at your class, what's happenin'?

  Schoolyard bully with a fully automatic

  Heart full of pain and a head full of havoc

  Everybody stepped on the kid I'm letting them have it (have it)

  Leaving they momma to say "what happened?"

  Who gonna buy my baby a casket?

  Fuck that bitch I'm a bastard

  Megablast, I'm mega lit

  On Highway 6 and I'm not strapped in

  I don't crash, bitch, I just skid

  You got the cash, I'll make the trip

  I make the trip, you better pay

  Done worse for less, don't make my day

  I'm not from Earth, from far away

  I bust through chests like baby greys

  Runnin' the jewels of the game

  Whippin' the mixes like chickens of 'caine

  Spittin' the sickness again

  Parents is livid again

  Kids is just fuckin' insane

  Pointin' that pistol and fist for the chain

  Reppin the symbol like they in a gang

  Delivery dope like a dosage of dope or a noseful of coke for a junkie or fiend

  Oh my

  Don't cry

  Oh my

  Don't cry

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