Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song yankee and the brave, artist - Run the Jewels.
Date of issue: 23.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
yankee and the brave |
Back at it like a crack addict, Mr. Black Magic, crack a bitch back |
Chiropractic Craftmatic, big daddy smokin' big Cali |
In the black alley, in a black Grand Natty |
Rollin' down, ole natty hair |
Nappy, matty as a black grandaddy, all fact |
No cappin', fat, black, bold captain, stay floatin' |
No flappin', wave runner, I’m a gunner |
I’ma have your block hot as a sauna all summer |
And I put that on Osama and my motherfuckin' momma |
I’ma terrorize the actors playing like they want some drama |
I’ma chop 'em with a chopper 'till I motherfuckin' drop 'em (Drop 'em, drop 'em, |
drop 'em) |
Stack addict, I mack with the blackest fabric, I’m back |
I’m magically rackin' it, that’s what I’m thunkin', rat-a-tat-tats |
I’m runnin' the trunk up for sucker shit |
Matter of fact, kiss the ass and even the cra-a-ack |
Automatic facts, it’s like tha-a-at |
Scandal bliss when you puttin' feelings in charge of shit |
All of us targeted, all we doin' is arguin' |
Part of them isn’t workin' 'till every pockets been picked and sold and |
harvested |
I’m ready to mob on these fuckin' Charlatans (Charlatans, charlatans, |
charlatans, charlatans, charlatans, charlatans) |
Go-go-go-, go-go-go-go- |
Go-go-go-go-, Go-go-go-go- |
Go-go-go-go-, go-go-go-, go-go- |
We up, now loot |
Two time Don, I’m galactic and fly |
The moon is movin' the maniacs in a shitty decline |
Hearts fried, all this neon is grippin' in something’s side |
Immortality’s out of bounds, this a one-round ride |
I got one round left, a hunnid cops outside |
I could shoot at them or put one between my eyes |
Chose the latter, it don’t matter, it ain’t suicide |
And if the news say it was that’s a goddamn lie |
I can’t let the pigs kill me, I got too much pride |
And I meant it when I said it, never take me alive |
I got the Grand Nat runnin' in the alley outside |
Yo Mike run like you hungry and get your ass in the ride |
I’d rather have and not need you than watch your rotten demise |
And you still owe me for them Nikes, you do not get to just die |
You try to fuck with my brother, you get the bastard surprise |
And that’s more honest than your whole life in a fraction of time |
I didn’t get my degree in how to smoke weed 'till I’m blind |
So you could ruin my high, Jewel Runner, do and you’re bye |
My brother made a point so out the back door I’ma slide |
I’m chubby, husky, die scrubbin', fuckin' up my Levi’s |
The crooked copper got the proper, I put lead in his eye |
Plus we heard he murdered a black child so none of us cry |
Yankee and the brave are here |
Everybody hit the deck |
We don’t mean no harm |
But we truly mean all the disrespect (Four) |