Holy Calamafuck

The law defier, the non-complier

The death defier, the Mike Myers

Murder rapper for hire

Do-er of drive byers, the back back clack clack

Let it loose murder, all witnesses and survivors

That's a job completer, dependable contractor

The back hand wack rap slapper

Mr. leather bomber attacker

Catch ya getting off the escalator

Run the Jewels smooth and don't trigger the undertaker

As a teen lacking, I woulda ran me a supreme racket

I woulda took these lames' Supreme jackets

Until you rob a hype beast, you ain't seen sadness

"Clockwork Orange" madness, left the scene laughin’

Ayy, we forever-ever,

Jaimito y Michael the Render

The pyrotechnicrats the ol' razzle dazzlers

The magic bean imbibers (yes)

The green giant of the rhyme contrivers (yes)

Supreme violence of the time describers (yes)

I'm the decider, you evil eyers

A pile driver provider for liars, the sleep depriver

The nick of time mercy kill denier in prime

I'll kill the mood of a Buddhist MacGyver

I'll slap a yapper from the acne to the tooth bone fiber, I'm liver

Thought crime designer criminal minder

And I'm a born and bred in USA who chop and screw truth up

Think I got a case of the Mondays, on fire

Ayo, one for mayhem, two for mischief

Now aim for the drones in your zoning district

Hindenburg 'em, get 'em, burn 'em

Can't give the ghost up, no resistance

Pass that shit, Mike, I have to insist it

Reality sucks dick, how's that for wisdom?

I'll lick a toad's back like, "Mmm, delicious"

Time elves wave to me off in the distance

Hey lil' guy I'm just walkin' through

From another timeline where monsters eat truth

Physicists say the dough I get's proof

The multiverse lives, I'm supposed to just lose

The glass bottom tank I drive is all fueled

Better try to stay cool honey bunny don't move

Fuck shit glows in the hearts of the brutes

You hate Run The Jewels, you don't love the troops

You miss the point tryna act like shit's cool

Don't fuckin' tell doom your number's not due

Every other goddamned year I'm brand new

It's been 20 plus years you think that's a clue?

Maybe this guy kinda kills what he do

He's prolly that dude he left enough proof

Plenty of these goofs just disappeared, poof

I'm still the next big thing, gotta hurt, oof, I got

Fire, fire, fire, hot fuego

This the pay back, allow me to state that

All that forth back, we don't play that

You want beef, bruh, you just state that

And we steak that, fry and bake that

One time in the big old south

Lived a lil chubby kid with a big ol' mouth

Lame writers gave him big ol' doubts

Now the same lil boy in a big ol' house

Look at him now in the big ol' cars

And the same folk hated pay big homage

One minute let me be candid

Used to stand by the garbage can hand to handin'

That dumb trap shit, no proper planning

Seen ignorant shit like geekers dancing

And rappers rap about it like it's so romantic

But I still can't seem to escape the panic

PTSD streets did the damage

Kept me in hammock, laid back with cannons

Get me fucked up, it be's calamity

I'ma come through and leave some damages

Goddamn somebody call ambulams, or ambulances out of chances

Fuck that weak shit, you be bantering

You're a common cold and my flows are cancerous

Fire, fire, fire, hot fuego

Take that, mother