Run The Jewels 5n3m6r

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    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 (Shit)
    Look at all these slave masters posin' on yo' dollar (Get it?)

    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy) posin' on yo' dollar
    (Get it?)
    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy) posin' on yo' dollar
    (Get it?)
    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy) posin' on yo' dollar
    (Get it?)

    Get it? Loo—
    Get it? Loo—
    Get it? Loo—
    Get it? Loo—
    Get it? Loo—
    Get it? Loo—
    Gеt it? Loo—
    Get it? Loo—

    Business time, I'm on minе, 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 plenty times (For real)
    Am I a hypocrite 'cause I know I did plenty crimes?
    (Yes, I'm is)
    I get broke too many times
    I might slang some dimes (Back to trappin')
    You believe corporations runnin' marijuana?
    Ooh (How that happen?)
    And your country gettin' ran by a casino owner (Ooh)
    Pedophiles sponsor all these fuckin' 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 ass a-assassinated

    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 (Shit)
    Look at all these slave masters posin' on yo' dollar (Get it?)

    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy) posin' on yo' dollar
    (Get it?)
    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy) posin' on yo' dollar
    (Get it?)
    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy)
    posin' on yo' dollar (Get it? Yeah)
    Look at all these slave masters

    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 shrug
    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 of 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)
    Mastered academics
    'cause your grades say you a scholar (Slave)
    Mastered Instagram 'cause you can instigate a follow (Shit)
    Look at all these slave masters
    Let that sink in

    20 20, run the map
    Raw, I'm uncut in 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
    Clean look, poet pugilist
    A shooter's 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
    Offshore outta Port-au-Prince
    Louverture left his fingerprints
    On our hearts at the gate and the world our residence
    How can we be 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

    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy)
    posin' on yo' dollar (Get it?)
    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy)
    posin' on yo' dollar (Get it?)
    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy)
    posin' on yo' dollar (Get it?)
    Look at all these slave masters (Ayy) posin' on yo' dollar

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