Lyrical Breakdown of Bust NO Moves (ft Cuz) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Run the Jewels weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bust NO Moves (ft Cuz)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Early mornin' riser reefer chiefer
You pay the most, but me I get it cheaper
Strong rapper reffer, wrap in a big Cohiba
I get so high I close my eyes and swear that I saw Jesus
I take another toke and God damn I feel comatosed
I double cup and that's what up and then I'm leanin' folk
I'm talkin' any given Sunday, Willie Beaman ho
My bitch say that I get too high, it might kill my brain
I tell her that she talk too much, and should give some brain
We used to fuck a lot but now you just fuss and complain
What a fuckin' shame, hit the door and hit the block
Avoid the walking dead, the zombies still hunt and rob
My days of wasting time, slanging dimes is way behind
I'm still tryna be a mover with a Mason's mind
I will get a mil, ain't nobody taking mine
You sorry suckers, see you saps at the finish line
You know I steady grind
(SL Jones)
I stay higher than Messiah, I ain't never grindin'
You see them Jewel runners coming boy we body body
We 'bout that O.P.P. we diggin' other people pockets
Keep it cool, Run the Jewels ain't no other way to run it
I want the rings and the chains, Run the Jewels
I want the watches and the bracelets, Run the Jewels
We at the table eating everybody food
Invasion of the chains snatchers bet not bust a move
(2 El-P)
I'm a dummy, I'm running with more than fucking scissors
I'm the Cadillac of "Fuck you back open you bitches"
You the Cadillac of Fuck, I just suck at this rap shit"
I'm the Cadillac of "Suck it, I'm fucking disastrous"
We the Hardy and Tom of the plant a bomb game
The lead em all to the mall and set 'em off game
You wanna hang like Hussain
Eat a mile of my shit and then put your lips to my true brain
And get the hash tag #fartnoise
I used to give a half-fuck, now I just laugh
I barely blink when it gets bad maybe I'm class
I pull the ducts out my eyes I don't cry I just can't
Killer Mike brought the fire pack
Light it off the sinners of the city where the riots at
The living fuck boy eraser
Carve initials in the wet cement right where you died at
(SL Jones)
(3 Killer Mike)
Who wanna run a summer with the jewel runners
Got your girlfriend hotter than a two summers
Everybody tough til they see them twos on em
Then they do a number twos in they True Religions
"Lord please don't shoot!", they get too religious
Truth is we go vicious on these stool pigeons
Pistol pointed at they misses like I killed these bitches
We Run the Jewels and when we talking pimpin', pay attention
(4 El-p)
Run the Jewels we a bit odd
We bad news, you barely get a fat chance to slim odds
You barely get a short plank for long walks, taught like a sawed-off
No laws when I taught, naw
And I'm Kalashnikov spittin'
We always take the time to smell the rose when it wither
I'd say better luck tomorrow
But the horror of your life is me and Mike are just beginning