Текст песни (слова) Run the Jewels - Oh My Darling Don't Cry

Oh My Darling Don't Cry

Oh my
 Oh my

 Fuck the law, they can eat my dick, that's word to Pimp
 (You are now listening to Run the Jewels 2)
 Fuck the law, they can eat my dick, that's word to Pimp
 I don't fuck with or talk like all these fuckin' imps
 Style violent, give a fuck if you deny it, kids
 You can all run naked backwards through a field of dicks
 Fuck 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 and need no assist
 You can't slap my wrist, I don't owe you shit
 Trust me, I'm a doctor DOOM
 Oper-rate of my pulse won't raise a bit

[Killer 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 kill
 Got folks to kill on overkill
 He hangin' out the window, I hold the wheel
 There's one black, one white, we shoot to kill
 That fuckboy life about to be repealed
 That fuckboy shit about to be repelled
 Fuckboy Jihad, kill infidels
 Allahu Akbar, BOOM from Mike and El

 Life is hell, death's a bitch
 And these FUBAR rulers getting rich
 I cop a zip, it opens up
 I smoke it up, go home and fuck
 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 fuck

[Killer Mike:]
 I fuckin' 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't teach my arrogant ass
 I'm blowin' on crippy while readin' the scriptures as written by Egyptians while sippin' on whiskey
 Aye baby you with me?

 Oh my
 Don't cry [x4]

[Whip Crack]
 We run this spot like a Chinese sweatshop
 Don't stop
 Work a worker 'til chest pop
 Cardiac arrested, I'm so invested
 I'm self-invented
 That's 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 been a better bad guy than I been better than bad
 Been a better bully, talk beatin' on my chest
 In fact I'm 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

[Killer Mike:]
 Handle me wrong I'm snappin'
 Show up at your class, what's happenin'?
 Schoolyard bully with a fully automatic
 Heart full of pain and a head full of havoc
 Everybody stepped on the kid I'm letting them have it (have it)
 Leaving they momma to say "what happened?"
 Who gonna buy my baby a casket?
 Fuck that bitch I'm a bastard

 Megablast, I'm mega lit
 On Highway 6 and I'm not strapped in
 I don't crash, bitch, 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

[Killer Mike:]
 Runnin' the jewels of the game
 Whippin' the mixes like chickens of 'caine
 Spittin' the sickness again
 Parents is livid again
 Kids is just fuckin' 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 coke for a junkie or fiend

 Oh my
 Don't cry [x2]