Pew Pew Pew (Feat. DJ Qbert) [Intro：Killer Mike] I'm a rider and provider and I don't tolerate ho shit I Bun B out on MC's meaning I obliterate yo' shit Every time I try to like a rapper they turn and do ho shit Make me ski mask on they ass, Run the Jewels in motion
[El-P] You looking at the guy who the guy who that you think that I got my style from got his own style from (what's up) I came with a side wink to this shit prim with a pimp lip and a vile tongue I'm a brooklyn son, set adrift in a chemtrail sky Bad guys knock when the doors are locked, no shots left, better pray to God Not one to be talking the same shit, I am just impossible Got a right to be hostile, motherfucker life is a coffin, then you lie in it, you're awesome Every single moment you spend in the dirt is a worse time than the last moment, own it We don't know you don't know shit, me and Mike will straight write your obit
[Killer Mike] And the obit goes like this: 'Here lies a punk bitch who a fuck boy type Who ain't about shit, as soft as his momma's own tit' His sensitive ass he says oh, let me click, real bust out beat She fuck my clique, obscene, absurd with the words, I cleaned up curbs with the blood And the bones of you nerds, I kill with the mic and murder with words I'm known on the corners where murders occur, I cruise in the verse where murderers lurk When god in the building, who they gonna hurt
[El-P] Not a butterfly but a bee word gettin' heard Got a third rock from the sun clean for the turf Never learn, never love, give your brain to the purp Get a hearse for the worse at the autumn start With a curse on her heart that will heart till it turns
[Mike]
Bttt Stick, Bttt Stick Let that four fifth turn and twist em If they all got the mark we miss em I pray death come quick and kiss em If he need help I assist him
Follow, all of my tips is hollow I could kill your ass today, but right now I'm playin' Grand Theft Auto Brain check I'm just come through your hood, and just shoot your ass tomorrow Brain dead Scattered over the hood of my lady's brand new auto Man, knew I should have kept a G and drove my Monte Carlo Here go My disses shake your piss, I'll shoot your ass again tomorrow Bang!
[El-P]
Ok, I'm an asshole, kiss me Good luck Break a leg in a bear trap, skippy Wasn't in class when the lunch bell rang Due to Colt 45 plus smoke got shitty Mike already a help assist with me Tag team of the god damn century I never asked for shit, it ain't in me You go to work now, but the style haunts history No doubt I'm a dead fuck with me Liberty bell cracked, the cops aren't kidding The rabbit the hat is all deaf now in it Came for the freedom, stayed for the prison Came for the women, stayed for the money Presidents are better worth dead to feed tummies You came for the praising, stayed for the fucking The money's on the side of the bed, it ain't nothin