AReporttotheShareholdersKillYourMasters

A Report to the Shareholders / Kill Your Masters (Explicit) - Run The Jewels

Beware of horses

I mean a horse is a horse of course but who rides is important

Sitting high with a uniform barking orders demanding order

And I'm scared that I talk too much about what I think's going on

I got a way with this they might drag me away for this

Put me in a cage for this I might pay for this

I just say what I want like I'm made for this

But I'm just afraid some days I might be wrong

Maybe that's why me and mike get along

Hey not from the same part of town

But we both hear the same sound coming

Woo

And it sounds like war

Woo

And it breaks our hearts

When I started this band didn't have no plans didn't see no arc

Just run with the craft have a couple laughs

Make a buck and dash yeah

Get a little dap like yeah I'm the f**king man yeah

Maybe give a little back like here I do what I can

It's all jokes and smoke 'till the truth start schemin'

Can't contain the disdain for y'all demons

You talk clean and bomb hospitals

So I speak with the foulest mouth possible

And I drink like a vulcan losing all faith in the logical

I will not be confused for docile

I'm free motherf**kers I'm hostile

Choose the lesser of the evil people and the devil still gon' win

It could all be over tomorrow kill our masters and start again

But we know we all afraid so we just simply cry and march again

At the dem conven my heart broke apart when I seen them march mommas in

As I rap this verse right now got tears flowing down my chocolate skin

Told the truth and I've been punished for it

Must be a masochist 'cause I done it again

Ooh mike said uterus they acting like mike said you a b**ch

To every writer who wrote it misquoted it

Mike says you a b**ch you a b**ch you a b**ch

Add a ni**a for that black writer that started that sewer sh*t

I maneuver through manure like a slumdog millionaire

El p told me f**k them devils mike we gon' be millionaires

I respond with a heavy yeah

Big bro says f**k that toughen up

Stay ready write raw raps sh*t rugged rough

The devil don't sleep us either

EL spits fire I spit ether

We the gladiators that oppose all Caesars

Coming soon on a new world tour

Probably play the score for the world war

At the apocalypse play the encore

Turn around see EL and I smile

Hell coming and we got about a mile

Until it's over I remain hostile

Mere mortals the gods coming so miss me with the whoopty whoop

You take the devil for god look how he doin' you

I'm jack Johnson I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth

I'm tiger flowers with a higher power hallelu'

Life'll get so bad it feel like god mad at you

But that's a feeling baby ever lose I refuse

I disabuse these foolish fools of they foolish views