Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thieves! (Screamed the Ghost), artist - Run the Jewels. Date of issue: 24.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thieves! (Screamed the Ghost) |
| He just leaving and he screamin' Jesus |
| (He had the highest hopes, he had the highest hopes) |
| People yelling, screamin' at polices |
| (Riots tonight, riots tonight) |
| Burnin', lootin', shootin', takin', thievin' |
| (Fire and light, fire and light) |
| Fill the air and most don’t know the reason |
| (Never knew his name, never knew his name) |
| But they know his problems and feel his pain |
| (Shit's still the same, shit’s still the same) |
| We just prey off in they deadly game |
| (It'll never change, it’ll never change) |
| Too much profit in it and it stay the same |
| (The facts still remain, the facts still remain) |
| You can burn the system and start again |
| (Spoke with a ghost) |
| Late night, same night, «God, let me sleep, please, I’m begging you» |
| (Said don’t be afraid) |
| Daylight might never break right again once they get at you |
| (Said you’ll never be alone again) |
| This house is haunted by pain transposed into revenue |
| (The murdered all stay) |
| That thing when your mind says «Run!"but your heart isn’t letting you |
| (Said we got an army now) |
| You strike 'em down, still they live inside hearts, hearts carry them |
| (The weapon is our memory) |
| Some get to count sheep, some gotta count kids that they burying |
| (I don’t wanna scare nobody) |
| Fears been law for so long that rage feels like therapy |
| (But I’m gonna make 'em remember me) |
| Nobody gets no more sleep till we teach them remembering |
| Thieves! |
| Thieves! |
| Coming live at five, we got new news breaking |
| You heard here first if you don’t die waiting |
| Hard to review the scene I just seen |
| I’m a try to convey, but it defies explaining |
| Started with folks just crying |
| Nothing but broken heart sobs and the shriek of the sirens |
| Right at the spot where the blood’s still drying |
| Then (My God) I saw it, the dead began rising |
| I don’t know much about science |
| But I seen an army of armed men stop and get quiet |
| Mist hung low like a prayer from a tyrant |
| Sky became black like the stars aren’t aligning |
| So many years of this violence |
| Now we’re surrounded by the souls of the dead and defiant |
| Saying «Look what you’ve done, you designed it» |
| When the bough breaks, hear the wraith scream, «Riot!» |
| No more moms and dads crying |
| No more arms in the air |
| We put firearms in the air |
| Molotov cocktails thrown in the air |
| CNN got dummy Don on the air |
| Talking 'bout he smell that ganj in the air |
| Dummy don’t know and dummy don’t care |
| Get that punk motherfucker outta here |
| Aye, ghosts are walking |
| Ghosts are talking |
| Everything gon' be different, mane |
| Shh, karma’s coming |
| Ain’t no runnin' |
| Death gon' deal with the guilty, mane |
| The universe curses the killers, mane |
| Can’t keep killin' God’s children, mane |
| A pound of flesh is what you owe |
| Your debt is due, give up your ghost |
| Thieves! |
| Thieves! |
| Thieves! |
| What have you done? |
| What have you done? |
| What have you done? |
| What are you making us do? |
| Thieves! |
| It’s on you |
| It’s on you |
| Thieves! |
| It’s on you |
| It’s on you |
| It’s on you |
| Thieves! |
| I think America must see that riots do not develop out of thin air. |
| Certain conditions continue to exist in our society which must be condemned as |
| vigorously as we condemn riots. |
| But in the final analysis, a riot is the |
| language of the unheard |
| Thieves! |