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lirik lagu oh my darling don’t meow – run the jewels

[intro a: narrator]
after a long night of drinking and partying with fast women, with his good friend el-p, justin goes home to get some good rest. he turns on the tv, and it’s cat week. what’s the worst that could go wrong?

[intro b: el-p (k!ller mike)]
hold up
(oh my)

[verse 1: el-p]
f-ck the law; they can eat my d-ck, that’s word to pimp
i don’t f-ck with or talk like all these f-ckin’ imps
style violent, give a f-ck if you deny it, kids
you can all run naked backwards through a field of d-cks
f-ck 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, i need no -ssist, you can’t slap my wrist, i don’t owe you shit
trust me, i’m a doctor doom, oper-ate of my pulse, won’t raise a bit

[verse 2: k!ller mike]
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 k!ll, got folks to k!ll on overk!ll
he hangin’ out the window; i hold the wheel, one black, one white, we shoot to k!ll (oh my god!)
that f-ckboy life about to be repealed; that f-ckboy shit about to be repelled
f-ckboy jihad, k!ll infidels, allah akbar, boom, from mike and el

[verse 3: el-p]
life is h-ll, death’s a b-tch, and these fubar rulers getting rich
i cop a zip, it opens up, i smoke it up, go home, and f-ck
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 f-ck.”

[verse 4: k!ller mike]
i f-ck and 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 teach, my arrogant -ss, i’m blowin’ on crippy, while readin’ inscriptions
that’s written by egyptians, and sippin’ on whiskey! aye baby, you with me?

[hook: k!ller mike (justin)]
(where am i? what is this? what are these- what are these cats doing?! what are they doing?! stop, please, no!! stop!!)
oh my, don’t cry
oh my, don’t cry
[verse 5: el-p]
we run this spot, like a chinese sweatshop
don’t stop, work it, work, it ’til chest pop – cardiac arrested
i’m so invested, i’m self-invented, that 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’ve… been a better bad guy, than i been, better than bad
been a bit a bully talk, beating in my chest, in fact
i’m a 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

[verse 6: k!ller mike]
handle me wrong, i’m snappin’; show up at your cl-ss, what’s happenin’?
schoolyard bully, with a fully automatic, heart full of pain and a head, full of havoc
everybody stepped on the kid, and i’m letting them have it
havoc, leaving they momma, to say, “what happened!?
who gon’ buy my baby a casket?” f-ck that b-tch, i’m a b-st-rd

[verse 7: el-p]
megablast, i’m mega lit, on highway 6, and i’m not strapped in
i don’t crash, b-tch, 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

[verse 8: k!ller mike]
runnin’ the jewels of the game, whippin’ the mix is, like chickens of ‘caine
spittin’ the sentence again, parents is livid again, kids is just f-ckin’ 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 c-ke, for a junkie, or fiend

[hook 2: k!ller mike (justin)]
(god, i promise i will never hang out with the run the jewels again! el-p, what the f-ck did you do to my drake
don’t cry
(why is f-cking cats screaming at me?!)
oh my
(stop!)
don’t cry
(what the f-ck do you mean, “don’t cry?!”)

- run the jewels

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