Testo della canzone the ground below (Run The Jewels), tratta dall'album RTJ4

the ground below - Run The Jewels

RTJ, the God!

The God killer, this Tokyo, and I'm Godzilla
Playing blackjack versus death, gun on the card dealer
Just bought a Demon, I'm screamin' up out the car dealer
The last temptation of Mike, but I'm a God figure

Tell Beelzebub that the God don't need a job
And if I did, the oligarchs would be missing, murdered, and robbed
This is Bonaparte and he playing with Toussaint
And they went on a world conquest, tear your bone apart

Michael remained murderous, but still virtuous
Wait to kill the petty and foul at the church services
Not a holy man, but I'm moral in my perversiveness
So I support the sex workers unionizing their services

You say that you don't love me (ayy)
I'm guessing I'ma be okay
You say that you don't feel me now
I feel like I'ma live somehow
Your love never meant much to me (ayy)
Love never meant much to me (ayy)
Love never meant much to me (uhn uh)
Love never meant much

Born from the ether, I just appeared out a cloud of reefer
Screamin' "Fuck the world", it can drink what's coming out my urethra
I'll slap a dying child he don't pronounce my name correct
Rules have gotta be rules, any exceptions, and I'm not a leader

Think in the box I'm not getting my fix, the shit is iffy
Felate a donut hole, wife don't get to the crib and quickly
I'll watch my mouth when I'm finished watching y'all suck clout
Don't doubt you put an ounce of that evil on me I'm flippin', Ricky
I give a inch to you simps, I'll never forgive me

Not saying it's a conspiracy, but you're all against me
You see a future where Run the Jewels ain't the shit
Cancel my Hitler-killing trip
Turn the time machine back around a century

You say that you don't love me (ayy)
I'm guessing I'ma be okay
You say that you don't feel me now
I feel like I'ma live somehow
Your love never meant much to me (ayy)
Love never meant much to me
Love never meant much to me (uhn uh)
Love never meant much (much)

Every child, woman and man
Opinion don't matter, stick to your plan
If they judge, still don't budge
Don't give a inch, don't give a nudge (nudge)

Life a bitch, leave you battered and bent
Lose or win, gotta hold up your chin (chin)
And I put it on Jaime and me
We just gave you inspiration for free
The money never meant much



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Render, Jaime Meline, Jonathan Michael King, Andrew James Dalrymple Gill, Hugo Burnham, David Geoffrey Allen, Torbitt Schwartz, Wilder Schwartz
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