Jeopardy (Explicit)

Jeopardy (Explicit) - Run The Jewels

I'm finna bang this b**ch the f**k out

You betta' You might wanna record

The way you feelin' like history bein' made

This muthaf**ka put a mirror on the goddamn screen

Let's go El-P

Huh Champ

That's what we're gonna do Mick

I'm up at midnight

I'm dippin' off in my Nizzikes

A gun and a metal pizzipe

A knizzife is to my rizzight

I'm lurkin' servin' on pussies

Who lack a purpose

I've got 'em filled up

With frizzight like Mizzike is you all rizzight

I'm lookin' lurkin' on b**ches twerkin' for service

The b**ches bag is a Birkin

I'm yellin' screamin' and cursin'

I'm putting pistols in faces at random places like

B**ch give it up or stand adjacent to Satan

Bad man

Chillin' the villains is here

No Jesuses here

I hear the demons in my ear

And I want it I need it

See it I take it

Never fake it

Wrap you motherf**kers up

Leave you naked

The jewel runners

Top tag team for two summers

Live and let live f**k you cuz

Cause that's a fool's honor

I'm walkin' totin' on two llamas

You niggas a** and trash and trash

F**k it I'm too honest

So f**k you f**kboys forever

I hope I said it politely

And that's about the psyche of Jaime and Mikey

You meet another pair better

Highly unlikely

And if I can't rap

Then maggot f**k then fight me

I live for the thrill of the kill yes it excites me

You know your favorite rapper ain't sh*t

And me I might be

The closest representation of God you might see

Pay honors like your momma young sonna

And take a right knee

The passion of Pac the depth of Nas

Circa nine three

Mix the mind of Brad Jordan

And Chuck D and find me

I spit with the diction of Malcolm or say a Bun B

Prevail through Hell

So Satan get ye behind me

(Run the Jewels)

I've never been much of sh*t

By most measurements don't exist

On the radar a little blip

In the shadow of motherships

Been smothered and brashly muffled

By hucksters of global spin like

The sign on my back says "stab me"

My soul is your little b**ch

But maybe you should be careful

When flipping a stranger's switch

Like assuming the war

Is won ain't a symptom of arrogance

When nothing to lose a step up

Then everything's for the win

So we grin in the face of frauds

And tell monsters to suck our dick

I live to spit on your grave

My existence is to disgrace you

The kitten became a lion

That look at your face like great food

That's why we got the people behind us

While other rappers are vaginas

For the fame the jewel runners

Will always stay rude

Motherf**k your permission

Was never yours to begin with

And every bar of the b**ch sh*t

You spit is your f**king prison

I been here making raw sh*t

And never asked to be lauded

Run the Jewels is the answer

Your question is "what's poppin' "