This is the full version of the ‘Blockbuster Night Part 1’ following the snippet that was released by on July 29th, 2014. El-P posted the lyrics for the first three verses on… Read More 

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Bunches and bunches, punches is thrown until you’re frontlessOodles and oodles, bang bullets at suckers' noodlesLast album? Voodoo! Proved that we was fuckin' brutalI’m talking crazy, half past the clock is cuckooYou rappers doodoo, baby shit, just basic boo booI’m Shaka Zulu, Mansa Musa, my money's beaucoupMy beats is bangin’, fuck what you rappin, who produced you?I slapped the snot, take what ya got and Run The Jewels youYou itsy bitsy, furry frightened and frickin' sicklyA little prickly, dick on display for winter swimmingLook at these kiddies, Mike, I'mma rat-a-tat 'em for livingI deal in dirty work; do the deed and then dash—ditch 'emI'd lend a hand but it's stuck in a fist and gun positionWe run a brand where destruction's the number one commitmentIt’s all a joke between mom contractions and coffin fittingsSo we disappear into smoke like we're fucking magiciansNo hocus pocus, you simple suckers been served a noticeTop of the morning, my fist to your face is fucking Folgers(We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders)You punks is pussy, proverbial pansy panty holdersI Jake the Snake ‘em, DDT ‘em in mausoleumsMacabre massacres killing cunts in my coliseum(They all actors, giving top in back of a BMI’d fall back if the casting calls are ending in semen)

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I'm the foulest, no need for any evaluationI'm a phallus, a Johnson, a Jimmy sprayin' facesAny cow that is sacred will get defacedLike any tyrant murderer gets replaced, face itThe fellows at the top are likely rapistsBut you're like, "Mellow out, man, just relaxIt's really not that complicated"Well pardon me, I guess I'm just insane as you explain-edOr maybe sanctifying the sadistic is derangedThis Run The Jewels is: murder, mayhem, melodic musicPsychotics use it to lose it, junkies simply abuse itThat's word to Phillip Seymour Hoff' and I'm kushin', coughin'I probably smell like a pound when they put me in a coffinThe gates of hell are pugnaciously pacin', waitin'I give a fuck if I'm late, tell Satan be patientBut I ain't here for durations, I'm just taking vacationsAnd tell him fuck him, I never loved him and salutations