Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let's Go (The Royal We) , by - Run the Jewels. Release date: 10.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Let's Go (The Royal We) |
| Anarchists put a flame to a tire walk around with the fire round necks |
| Mankind gotta deal with a new kind of mind I'm a quick death wrapped in a threat |
| Tell these fuzzy little weak-heart bunny babies back up or get wet |
| Never mind where you draw the line I got a mind for crime it's all disrespect |
| I'm a all red fire on the flesh, you're a lunchbox walking erect |
| Tasty treats from the lungs to the flesh to the neck |
| Who's hungry? |
| The table's set, come get it |
| Games the game but you can't run with it, have fun with it, enjoy your suffering |
| Kernel panic, trauma the Russian |
| Empty the clip while your clip's still bluffing |
| Look in the eye of the violent and villainous |
| We are the murderous militants |
| We are the pirates that hide on the island invade or be wilding |
| Marauding and murdering merchantmen |
| We have been cursed by the curse |
| We shooting first on our turf |
| Pay us our proper respect |
| You pray for your God, take in the perverse |
| He sent the worst of the worst |
| Every damn human disperse |
| We put them all in a hearse |
| We put them under the earth |
| We are the savages ravaging hell |
| Death in the air, we relish the smell |
| We are the hand of the Lord |
| We are the hand with the sword |
| Taking the heads of the faith |
| We are the sealers of fate |
| We are the face of the snake |
| Let's go... |
| The enemies of the state |
| Pardon me, your mistake |
| See, I'm raised to eat pain |
| Appetite decides faith |
| Me and Mike mount the Hellcat |
| Armed to the pearl whites like yikes |
| 20 sex sketches, the girl rejects us |
| Free now go to the lights |
| Me and Mike bring delight to the knife fight |
| Get 29 grand like |
| Me, I just take a life |
| Might light 29 grands up in a night |
| Tongue lash slash in the fires |
| Born to brawl boy, the bastard allience |
| Hardy harr, you alive, I'm a riot |
| That's not a brag, that's science |
| Back from the bellows of hell |
| Back from the back of a jail in a cell |
| Back from the common degrees to the con and the creed |
| Back to the streets from the East |
| Back to the belly of beast |
| Back to the place of my peace |
| Back to me holding my piece |
| Anything working disturbing the peace |
| Will certainly meet the deceased, capice? |
| Oh, why must I tell 'em again? |
| What must I tell to my friend? |
| That we are born in the sin |
| And we are worshipping murderers |
| Nothing but evil do prisoners in |
| I know you heard of 'em all |
| We should just murder 'em all |
| We should just murder involved |
| And that's on the ruins we looting from all of the palace's walls |
| Let's go... |