Run The Jewels, Zack De La Rocha - Close Your Eyes (And Count To F**k)

One time for the pill and the reefer man Its the young black leader to the people Man, if you're girl's fine, Nigga might eat Her man, I'm talkin' middle of the mall like A pita man A Nigga sky high now like Jesus Man and oh lord this reefer so potent Got a anti gravity a Nigga stay floatin' This nigga rob me bitch you must be jokin' Like pow pow pow leave your chestplate open One half the best tag team ever Them other fellas all right we better Anybody disagree they jealous And anybody don't just goddamn yellow Fuck a boss i'm the goddamn owner And i smell like YSL and marijuana Don Draper with the paper might pull a slick caper Secretary told me fuck you. I told her you gonna And I been this way, shorty (All my life) And I been this way, bitch (All my life) Sharp like knife Bet a buck I'm stuck in the guts of the night And I'm (ready on the right) Please pass that already all right Get fetti, he's steady on the mic what the fuck else can he do right? Step armed heavy and he brought Mike Never step light. No fair fights We got the drugs y'all wanted. Take a suck on the tail of a comet I'm so high you a hobbit Dick level, please back up off it Better off dead like Paul is Your name don't Ring, go Starrless Me and Mike we a friend to the farmers The weed run out might cop your whole harvest And I been this way, shorty (All my life) And I been this way, bitch (All my life) Go