Текст песни (слова) Run the Jewels feat. Travis Barker - All Due Respect

All Due Respect

[Killer Mike:]
 This year we iller than a nun in a cumshot
 Getting’ double penetrated in a dope spot
 By two hard pipe hittin’ Niggas
 On the orders of Marcellus to the soundtrack of 2pac
 I’ll beat you to a pulp no fiction
 Tarantino flow new Jules and Vincent
 Blow marijuana smoke no incense
 Exhale in the face of innocent infants
 On some "Ah hah look what I did" shit
 And if I get stopped by a crooked ass cop I'm a put a bullet in a pig
 And Rin Tin Tin, ah hah hah look what I did again
 We the hooligans outside of school again
 Sayin don’t be a fool never follow rules again
 We the bad boys bully with the fully that
 The teachers say ain’t shit and in the need of discipline
 We the goddamn reason for ritalin
 In the back of the class, twitchin’ and fidgetin’
 Dead wrong we never got along
 We laughed at the kids that was active participants
 Bad boy walk right past church with the work in a bag and a bible of Gideon
 Got suspended for bullyin' a bully
 When I go back to class I'ma punch him in his shit again
 Punch him in his shit again
 Punch him in his shit again
 Punch him in his shit again
 Punch him in his shit again

 Cause you get no respect

 I don't flirt with greatness I wifed it in Vegas
 The shits all paid for I signed the papers
 Used to date but then I made her my main bitch
 Bought us a place on a lake with some acreage
 And Mike's my neighbor straight from Greatville
 Any invader get slayed and stay killed
 On sovereign land, Mike fill the safe up
 We call when the fam get paid a great thrill
 Bad News Bear hug beats then creep off
 You drive a rape van
 Mullet Ray-Bans
 We do Vicious
 You do witness
 You don't clap shit
 You's a cricket
 Run the J’s we don't run so much it’s all fun and games till my J’s get scuffed
 I'm livid, fuming, out of touch
 I wear sweatpants to funerals, guns to lunch
 Close the blinds they got drones and mines we so close to the lie I could almost die
 I got no goals left but to save my mind
 They got more holes dug In the earth, oh my
 The beat get abused like I rock a wife beater
 Drinker, fired by the company
 Friday, late on the car note tryna do taxes
 This my house it's high or the highway
 High or the highway
 High or the highway
 High or the highway
 High or the highway


 I'm a thrill killer, I will test you
 Just like daddy fuckin' left you
 It’s all your fault mommy's lonely
 You’re a burden, she needs rescue

[Killer Mike:]
 Hey little buddy, where’s your mommy?
 Call me stepdad or Uncle Johnny
 Here’s a dollar don’t follow behind me
 I gotta go bang out mom and auntie

 I hunt lions, tigers, rare vaginas
 Hang where the cops seem scared to find us
 Pop stars peep the bars and rewind us
 Fuck your life but first run the diamonds
 From the jungle (the jungle) the brothers (the brothers)
 Can't relate to your first world struggles
 You want safety, hugs and cuddles
 IED’s will leave bloody puddles

[Killer Mike:]
 Woke up in Nigeria
 Kicked out America
 Case of malaria
 Shit got scarier
 Got left with a gun and a pitbull terrier
 And a note from my dad said I hope God carry ya
 Fought one or two wars while I made It to the shores
 Y’know back to the home of a rock in Georgia
 To return as a king, Michael the benevolent
 Gold draped ridin' on the neck of an elephant