JU$T (feat. Pharrell Williams & Zack de la Rocha) (Explicit)

JU$T - Run The Jewels/Pharrell Williams/Zack de la Rocha

Mastered economics 'cause you took

Yourself from squalor slave

Mastered academics 'cause your grades

Say you a scholar slave

Mastered Instagram 'cause you

Can instigate a follow s**t

Look at all these slave masters

Posin' on yo' dollar get it yeah

Look at all these slave masters ay

Posin' on yo' dollar get it yeah

Look at all these slave masters ay

Posin' on yo' dollar get it

Look at all these slave masters ay

Posin' on yo' dollar get it yeah

Look at all these slave masters

Ay

Business time I'm on mine

I be mindin' mine make money

Every time on my grind

I'm just tryna shine stay sunny

Make a dollar government

They want a dozen dimes no cap

The petty kind might kill ya

'Cause they see you shine stay strapped

I done had to have a talk with myself

Many times for real

Am I a hypocrite 'cause I know

I did plenty crimes

Yes I'm ill

I get broke too many times

I might slang some dimes

Back to trappin'

You believe corporations runnin'

How that happen

Ooh

And your country gettin'

Ran by a casino owner ooh

Pedophiles sponsor all these f**kin'

Racist bastards they do

And I told you once befo'

That you should kill your master

It's true

Now that's the line that's probably

Gon' get my a*s assassinated

Yeah-yeah yeah

Master of these politics

You swear that you got options

Slave yeah

Master of opinion 'cause you vote

With the white collar slave

The Thirteenth Amendment says

That slavery's abolished s**t

Look at all these slave masters

Posin' on yo' dollar get it

Look at all these slave masters ay

Posin' on yo' dollar get it yeah

Look at all these slave masters ay

Posin' on yo' dollar get it

Look at all these slave masters

Posin' on yo' dollar get it

Look at all these slave masters

This is the same

Man you better duck out

Get the bag and then bug out uh

Try to run home you might run your luck out

'Cause just when your bases loaded

They'll roll a grenade in the dugout

You're out

Earth folk not a mellow bunch

We got our thumbs in the air like hell or bust

Uh

Look at who we done blessed with our trust

I don't think we'll be left with too much

Hand on my heart and my mind on my drugs

Got a Vonnegut punch for your Atlas shrugs

They love to not love it's just that dumb

Lord sweet Buddha please make me numb

Brain bounce off walls like a sentient Roomba

Just found out his creator's stupid

Lit by the supermoon I'm too lucid

Plus got shrooms in the blood I'm zoomin'

Beep beep Richie this is New York City

The X on the map where the pain keep hitting

Just us ducks here sitting

Where murderous chokehold cops still earnin' a livin'

Funny how some say money don't matter

That's rich now isn't it get it Comedy

Try to sell a pack a smokes to get food

Get killed and it's not an anomaly

But hey it's just money

Mastered economics 'cause you took yourself

From squalor slave yeah

Mastered academics 'cause your grades

Say you a scholar slave

Mastered Instagram 'cause you can instigate

A follow s**t yeah

Look at all these slave masters yeah-yeah

Let it sink in yeah

2020 run the map

Raw uncut yeah my hourglass

Don't watch it spill to the bottom half

You see the piece now run it fast

On the tarmac in a starter jack

C4 when I run it back

Like a track star run a record lap

Nah like when his needle catch yeah

Clean look poet pugilist

A shooters view a Zapruder flick

Too rude for ya rudiments

Who convinced you you could move against the crew

In this comin' up through the fence

Off shore outta Port-au-Prince yeah

Overture left his fingerprints

On our hearts at the gate and the world our residence

How can we the peace

When the beast gonna reach for the worst

Tear all the flesh off the Earth

Stage set for a deafening reckoning

Quick like the pace of a verse

So I'm questioning this quest for things

As a recipe for early death threatening

But the breath in me is weaponry

For you it's just money