JU$T(feat. Pharrell Williams & Zack de la Rocha)歌词由Zack De La Rocha&Run The Jewels&Pharrell Williams演唱,出自专辑《RTJ4》,下面是《JU$T(feat. Pharrell Williams & Zack de la Rocha)》完整版歌词!
JU$T(feat. Pharrell Williams & Zack de la Rocha)歌词完整版
JU$T - Run The Jewels/Pharrell Williams/Zack de la Rocha
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 s**t
Look at all these slave masters
Posin' on yo' dollar get it yeah
Look at all these slave masters ay
Posin' on yo' dollar get it yeah
Look at all these slave masters ay
Posin' on yo' dollar get it
Look at all these slave masters ay
Posin' on yo' dollar get it yeah
Look at all these slave masters
Ay
Business time I'm on mine
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
Many times for real
Am I a hypocrite 'cause I know
I did plenty crimes
Yes I'm ill
I get broke too many times
I might slang some dimes
Back to trappin'
You believe corporations runnin'
How that happen
Ooh
And your country gettin'
Ran by a casino owner ooh
Pedophiles sponsor all these f**kin'
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 a*s assassinated
Yeah-yeah yeah
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 s**t
Look at all these slave masters
Posin' on yo' dollar get it
Look at all these slave masters ay
Posin' on yo' dollar get it yeah
Look at all these slave masters ay
Posin' on yo' dollar get it
Look at all these slave masters
Posin' on yo' dollar get it
Look at all these slave masters
This is the same
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 shrugs
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 a 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 yeah
Mastered academics 'cause your grades
Say you a scholar slave
Mastered Instagram 'cause you can instigate
A follow s**t yeah
Look at all these slave masters yeah-yeah
Let it sink in yeah
2020 run the map
Raw uncut yeah 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 yeah
Clean look poet pugilist
A shooters 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
Off shore outta Port-au-Prince yeah
Overture left his fingerprints
On our hearts at the gate and the world our residence
How can we 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