Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Delete Delete, artist - Run the Jewels. Date of issue: 12.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Delete Delete |
| It’s not luck, I punch the clock, tough as fuck |
| All my ATL fam handlin' bucks |
| All my NYC crony put up |
| Beads on the abacus, rack 'em up |
| Weird to think that I’m still on break (Still?) |
| For twenty plus, I been out to lunch (Ay!) |
| Plenty punks mouth spoutin' dust (Ay!) |
| Built a bridge and just burnt shit up |
| Fuck I care about «life's not fair,» |
| Look we lucky just breathin' air (Yeah…) |
| Me and Mike here, zonin' out |
| Fly for years now no come down |
| You see air, I see lack of smoke (oh) |
| Smoke until my face fro-yo (oh no!) |
| Round or flat, shit Earth’s a trap |
| ACME factory, you’re da rat |
| Light years stylin over y’all pile of gomers |
| Style will lift your ghost out your loafers |
| Smile or pout you can’t hold him |
| Name ring out to y’all golems |
| Fuck your elite, delete, delete |
| Indeed when da meek’ll seize the street |
| Hear screams of «retreat,» beamed from da fiends and the finks |
| Funny how quick shit change, one blink |
| Lil Foot, Lil Foot |
| Come to the mountain |
| Come get your love |
| Lil Foot, Lil Foot |
| Come to the mountain |
| Uncanny love |
| (Fuck your elite, delete, delete) |
| Get some D’usse in yo cup, you’re feelin' righteous |
| 'Bout to raise these fuckas up like I’m Osiris |
| Lil Foot, Lil Foot |
| Come to the mountain |
| Come get your love |
| (Delete, delete) |
| What is the dark matter with you? |
| What is the dark matter with you? |
| Hmmm? |
| I am not changing one bit, I am the shit, I am as good as it gets |
| I have been needy and greedy for more since I suckled my young momma’s tits (Ah! |
| Can not be silent when I see these suckas |
| And I know they soft as it gets |
| Soft as a baby shit, dump in a diaper |
| You walk in a pit and it’s filled up with vipers |
| This villain is vicious is vary that I see the only thing matters around here |
| is victory |
| Hickory dickory dock, word to my watch |
| Yo bitch is all on my cock, word to the Ak-inyele |
| Forehead was all on my belly and I was slappin' the jelly |
| And she ate pussy like Ellen and her convo was compellin' |
| But back to this murderous verses, I verts for the verses 'fore I got |
| distracted all on that bitch |
| I am patiently, happily sewin' a tapestry |
| Filled with obscenities, strippers and activists |
| I’m the Bukowski of rhyme |
| Bitch I am me in my prime! |
| Bitch do you follow that line? |
| Follow or shut the fuck up, pistol and fist throw it up, yup |
| What is the dark matter with you? |
| What is the dark matter with you? |
| Hmmm? |
| Ooh, your friendship, it come and go |
| Your strangers are so scared when no one will go |
| Finger on the button, keep it 100, right? |
| (What?) |
| Lil Foot, Lil Foot |
| Come to the mountain |
| Come get your love |
| Lil Foot, Lil Foot |
| Come to the mountain |
| Uncanny love |
| (What?) |
| Get some D’usse in yo cup, you’re feelin' righteous |
| (What?) |
| 'Bout to raise these fuckas up like I’m Osiris |
| Lil Foot, Lil Foot |
| Come to the mountain |
| Come get your love |
| What is the dark matter with you? |
| What is the dark matter with you? |
| Hmmm? |
| What is the dark matter with you? |
| What is the dark matter with you? |
| Hmmm? |