Legend Has It [explicit] Lyrics - Run The Jewels

Hear what I say, we are the business today 

Fuck shit is finished today 

RT & J, we the new PB & J 

We dropped a classic today 

We did a tablet of acid today 

Mentors with the masses and ashes away 

SKRRRT! We dash away 

Donner and Dixon, the pistol is blastin' away 

Doctors of death 

Killin', our patience suppressed 

We oughta pay you the trust 

Cookin' up work 

Cookin' up curses and slurs 

Smokin' my brain into mush 

I became famous for blamin' you fucks 

Maimin' my way through the brush 

There is no training or taming of me and my bruh 

Look like a man, but I'm animal raw 

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We are the murderous pair 

That went to jail and we murdered the murderers there 

Then went to Hell and discovered the devil 

Delivered some hurt and despair 

Used to have powder to push 

Now I smoke pounds of the kush 

Holy, I'm burnin' a bush 

Now I give a fuck about none of this shit 

Jewel runner over and out of this bitch 

Woo! 

Woo! 

Step into the spot like woo! 

Woo! 

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Copping uppers and downers get done 

I'm in a rush to be numb 

Droppin' a thousand ain't much 

Come from the clouds 

On a missile to turn this whole town into dust 

Don't make a sound, baby, hush 

I am the living swipe right on the mic, I'm a slut 

I don't know how to not spit like a lout 

I'll spill a pound of my kids on your couch 

Half of a mongol and mythical team 

Killin' and treacherous things 

Legend says El is a spawn out of Hell 

The myth is my mom is a murderous queen 

Your life can end like in Godfather 1 

You get the gun as I christen my son 

If I die today and it's Hell I should pay 

Tell the Lord Mikey said, "Fuck it was fun" 

Hear what I say, we are the business today 

Fuck shit is finished today 

RT & J, we the new PB & J 

We dropped a classic today 

We did a tablet of acid today 

Did joints with the masses and ashes away 

SKRRRT! We dash away 

Donner and Dixon, the pistol is blastin' away 

Doctors of death 

Curing our patients of breath 

We oughta pay you the trust 

Crooked at work 

Cookin' up curses and slurs 

Smokin' my brain into mush 

I became famous for blamin' you fucks 

Maimin' my way through the brush 

There is no training or taming of me and my bruh 

Look like a man, but I'm animal raw 

We are the murderous pair 

That went to jail and we murdered the murderers there 

Then went to Hell and discovered the devil 

Delivered some hurt and despair 

Used to have powder to push 

Now I smoke pounds of the kush 

Holy, I'm burnin' a bush 

Now I give a fuck about none of this shit 

Jewel runner over and out of this bitch 

Woo! 

Woo! 

Step into the spotlight, woo! 

Woo! 

Copping of uppers and downers get done 

I'm in a rush to be numb 

Droppin' a thousand ain't much 

Come from the clouds 

On a missile to turn this whole town into dust 

Don't make a sound, baby, hush 

I am the living swipe right on the mic, I'm a slut 

I don't know how to not spit like a lout 

I'll spill a pound of my kids on your couch 

Half of a mongol and mythical team 

Feelin' this treacherous theme 

Legend says El is a spawn out of Hell 

The myth is my mom is a murderous queen 

Your life can end like in Godfather 1 

You get the gun as I christen my son 

If I die today and it's Hell I should pay 

Tell the Lord Mikey said, "Fuck, it was fun" 

Every new record's my dick in a box 

We here the goons, eat them rulers a lot 

You're getting used to me doing no wrong 

I don't play chicken, you prick, I'm a fox 

You wanna kick it, I'll give you the rock 

You kiss the wood chipper blade if you bark 

I'm fuckin' magic, in fact I'm a warlock can talk 

I got a unicorn horn for a (stop) 

Woo! 

Woo! 

Step into the spotlight, woo! 

Woo! 

And the crowd goes RTJ! 

And the crowd goes RTJ! 

And the crowd goes RTJ! 

And the crowd goes RTJ! 

RTJ! 

RTJ! 

RTJ! 

RTJ! 

Mike in the jelly, won't snitch 

I'll rent a room at the Ritz 

I'll sip a fifth of the whisk 

I'll smoke a dub in the tub 

Then I will split both my wrists 

I'll pull a sword on you simps 

Just for the flick of the wrist 

Kitchen ain't givin' a miss 

Me and Mike skip away whistlin' and grin 

Every day's golden when you only win 

Bullyin' bastards and beatin' on beats 

Sounds like a day at the beach, preach 

I keep the metals to step on your feet 

Before you can speak, blaow to defeat 

We move on one to ones, you think I'm meek 

You think I'm lyin', you right, see my teeth 

Don't be a bore when I roar if I move 

Hunting's no fun when your prey doesn't move 

I'll put a gun to a bunny like choose 

Say somethin' funny or bunny go boom 

You got a bevy of shit you could groove 

We'd like to thank you for choosing our crew 

And that's from the crew you can trust 

Warranty plus for fuckin' shit up 

We are the no-gooders, do-gooders 

Known to the dancers and dealers and doers of dust