Текст песни (слова) Run the Jewels - DDFH


[Killer Mike:]
 Cops in the ghetto they move like the Gestapo
 Drunk off their power and greed, they often hostile
 My little homie talked shit back and they beat him bad
 That boy in the hospital now he's lookin' bad
 And I'm with his mom and dad, we lookin' sad
 My own mama called me, said "Baby, I'm just glad
 They ain't put they hands on my child and kill his ass
 Please don't rap about that shit 'fore they murder your black ass"
 It's drones over Brooklyn, you blink you could get took-en
 And now you're understanding the definition of "Crooklyn"
 Pigs on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin'
 Cause kids tired of dying and walkin' round like they shook-en
 Cause we smoke sour to deal with the paranoia
 That they charge by the hour, can't hire the Jewish lawyer
 Cause if you ain't Jigga or Puff, you doing time
 And even then, you might get ten, word to Shyne

 (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
 Do dope, fuck hope
 (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey hey-hey)
 Do dope, fuck hope

 You don't wanna look into my big crystal balls, suck the future
 We'll moonwalk through flames with a brain on stupid
 Camouflage toughies'll touch your tufts roughly
 Fluff your flat permanent, lump you up ruthless
 Then laugh while you're humming the tune of bruised movements
 That took a few too many tabs to prove lucid
 (Everything compute?) Nah the truth is too tangled
 And even a satellite sees at one angle
 Burners radiate smoke 'til all's motionless
 Hope? Nah, ha ha, slow down with the jokin' shit
 So inappropriate, right behind your ears is a what?
 Look: ta-dah! The sound of your hopelessness
 I can feel it too, from the ground rising up in us
 Right above the clouds there's a shroud there to smother us
 Make a sane man walk around with a blunderbuss
 Peel another round, make a sound that is thunderous