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  • I'll flood the speakers with heat seekers
    And keep sneakers cleaner than nunnery ***** evening of Easter
    I'll leave my prints on her keister
    I suck the **** and release it if it will please her
    I'll kneel to her, best believe make a meal of her
    Thank you

    (Yes, yes, brilliant)

    Told the preacher I love her, he said that God was her lover
    I said if he really loves her then he would love that we're lovers
    I walk around in a bubble, a ******* scoundrel in trouble
    In every town, make a rumble, the venue ground into rubble
    Give me a ten, and I'll double, I'll split your face like some aces
    I got a fragrance I'm wearing called, "I will **** on you basics."
    The money wants me to have it, I have a hunger for data
    I'm crunching numbers and crack unbreakable safes while I'm at it
    I'm doing more than just rapping you have to grant me that dap
    When you around where I'm at just know that it is not where you at
    I'm not on your map, I'm a mystery to you captains of industry
    If the 'matic is missing me automatic, it's victory
    Hey!

    I'm the ****
    Looking at the money like it's mine to get
    I'm the **** b*tch
    Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
    I'm the ****
    We looking at the money like it's ours to get
    I'm the **** b*tch
    Everybody live throw the pistol and fist

    We the grimy and gritty, made it the Grammy committees
    Got told that we spit it too vicious and would never see victory
    And I refuse to play humble as though my **** itty bitty
    I got banana ****, your b*tch go ******* if she hit it
    Meanwhile, you're too nervous, pervis, that's why you never get service
    And me, I caught the preacher's wife workin' 'fore Sunday service
    I put my hand up her skirt and then we prayed for a purpose
    I baptized her in Jesus name, left her shakin' and ******in'
    Ooh, I shocked the Sunday school and did that **** there on purpose
    See, I'm a pervert with purpose that make you question your purpose
    Run the Jewels'll arrive at arenas, bunch of blood thirsty hyenas
    To get revenge on the kingdoms that killed the dreams of the dreamers
    Drank alcohol for the demons, sip lean with all of the schemers
    You see he groove with the people, move with the mind of a genius
    You see, he workin' the angles so he ain't never an angel
    They wanna get you to hang him, well give them ******* a finger

    I'm the ****
    Looking at the money like it's mine to get
    I'm the **** b*tch
    Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
    I'm the ****
    We looking at the money like it's ours to get
    I'm the **** b*tch
    Everybody live throw the pistol and fist

    Welcome to **************, we bruisin' any who movin'
    Who wanna stan' for these douches, you raise a hand and you lose it
    I hold the door for old ladies, run into fires and save babies
    I went to school in the eighties, taking the train with the crazies
    New York, New York is the mothership where I used to smoke dust and ****
    Now, I'm crop dustin' *******, suck it up and you'll love the ****
    No more games, I'm above the ****, butter me up for nothing
    I'm taking all of your ducats 'cause I can call when you're bluffing

    Who thought the son of Denise would be the leader of people?
    When he was your house at Morehouse, slangin' pounds of the reefer
    Sat with potential presidents and said the p should be legal as reparations
    For what this nation has done to my people
    I'm a pervert, a poet, I ain't a saint, and I know it
    Been a crook and cooked the books but never shorted no whores
    Promoters comp me the Moet, I'm the man and I know it
    I'm the ****, B*tch, tell me, how could I not show it?

    I'm the ****
    Looking at the money like it's mine to get
    I'm the **** b*tch
    Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
    I'm the ****
    We looking at the money like it's ours to get
    I'm the **** b*tch
    Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
    I'm the ****
  • [00:00.600]I'll flood the speakers with heat seekers
    [00:05.470]And keep sneakers cleaner than nunnery ***** evening of Easter
    [00:08.430]I'll leave my prints on her keister
    [00:10.190]I suck the **** and release it if it will please her
    [00:12.560]I'll kneel to her, best believe make a meal of her
    [00:14.870]Thank you
    [00:15.720]
    [00:15.810](Yes, yes, brilliant)
    [00:20.100]
    [00:20.240]Told the preacher I love her, he said that God was her lover
    [00:23.270]I said if he really loves her then he would love that we're lovers
    [00:26.140]I walk around in a bubble, a ******* scoundrel in trouble
    [00:28.970]In every town, make a rumble, the venue ground into rubble
    [00:31.910]Give me a ten, and I'll double, I'll split your face like some aces
    [00:34.840]I got a fragrance I'm wearing called, "I will **** on you basics."
    [00:37.730]The money wants me to have it, I have a hunger for data
    [00:40.520]I'm crunching numbers and crack unbreakable safes while I'm at it
    [00:43.490]I'm doing more than just rapping you have to grant me that dap
    [00:46.460]When you around where I'm at just know that it is not where you at
    [00:49.340]I'm not on your map, I'm a mystery to you captains of industry
    [00:52.420]If the 'matic is missing me automatic, it's victory
    [00:55.610]Hey!
    [00:55.720]
    [00:55.870]I'm the ****
    [00:58.950]Looking at the money like it's mine to get
    [01:01.330]I'm the **** b*tch
    [01:04.650]Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
    [01:07.230]I'm the ****
    [01:10.470]We looking at the money like it's ours to get
    [01:12.860]I'm the **** b*tch
    [01:16.410]Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
    [01:18.890]
    [01:18.990]We the grimy and gritty, made it the Grammy committees
    [01:21.640]Got told that we spit it too vicious and would never see victory
    [01:24.590]And I refuse to play humble as though my **** itty bitty
    [01:27.380]I got banana ****, your b*tch go ******* if she hit it
    [01:30.430]Meanwhile, you're too nervous, pervis, that's why you never get service
    [01:33.180]And me, I caught the preacher's wife workin' 'fore Sunday service
    [01:36.270]I put my hand up her skirt and then we prayed for a purpose
    [01:39.070]I baptized her in Jesus name, left her shakin' and ******in'
    [01:42.310]Ooh, I shocked the Sunday school and did that **** there on purpose
    [01:44.920]See, I'm a pervert with purpose that make you question your purpose
    [01:47.700]Run the Jewels'll arrive at arenas, bunch of blood thirsty hyenas
    [01:50.810]To get revenge on the kingdoms that killed the dreams of the dreamers
    [01:53.650]Drank alcohol for the demons, sip lean with all of the schemers
    [01:56.450]You see he groove with the people, move with the mind of a genius
    [01:59.440]You see, he workin' the angles so he ain't never an angel
    [02:02.400]They wanna get you to hang him, well give them ******* a finger
    [02:05.290]
    [02:05.440]I'm the ****
    [02:08.740]Looking at the money like it's mine to get
    [02:11.190]I'm the **** b*tch
    [02:14.540]Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
    [02:17.030]I'm the ****
    [02:20.370]We looking at the money like it's ours to get
    [02:22.860]I'm the **** b*tch
    [02:26.160]Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
    [02:28.650]
    [02:28.800]Welcome to **************, we bruisin' any who movin'
    [02:31.500]Who wanna stan' for these douches, you raise a hand and you lose it
    [02:34.510]I hold the door for old ladies, run into fires and save babies
    [02:37.450]I went to school in the eighties, taking the train with the crazies
    [02:40.340]New York, New York is the mothership where I used to smoke dust and ****
    [02:43.450]Now, I'm crop dustin' *******, suck it up and you'll love the ****
    [02:46.130]No more games, I'm above the ****, butter me up for nothing
    [02:49.130]I'm taking all of your ducats 'cause I can call when you're bluffing
    [02:52.030]
    [02:52.180]Who thought the son of Denise would be the leader of people?
    [02:54.820]When he was your house at Morehouse, slangin' pounds of the reefer
    [02:57.780]Sat with potential presidents and said the p should be legal as reparations
    [03:02.160]For what this nation has done to my people
    [03:04.240]I'm a pervert, a poet, I ain't a saint, and I know it
    [03:06.990]Been a crook and cooked the books but never shorted no whores
    [03:10.140]Promoters comp me the Moet, I'm the man and I know it
    [03:13.040]I'm the ****, B*tch, tell me, how could I not show it?
    [03:16.040]
    [03:16.190]I'm the ****
    [03:19.230]Looking at the money like it's mine to get
    [03:21.680]I'm the **** b*tch
    [03:25.140]Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
    [03:27.570]I'm the ****
    [03:30.880]We looking at the money like it's ours to get
    [03:33.330]I'm the **** b*tch
    [03:36.730]Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
    [03:39.130]I'm the ****