Job Well Done by Run The Jewels Lyrics
[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
Killer Mike and El-P, fuck boys know the combination ain't healthy
Tell me if you smell the marijuana hanging off my breath
Blowing smoke and I'm coughing like I'm damn near death
If I died right now, I would be so fresh to death
They would have to say, "That fat motherfucker coffin fresh
God damn, fat bastard, where that motherfucker's casket?"
But naw, baby, you gon' get this here vertical
Every word murderful, surgical, painful, purposeful
And I'm taking left off your fuck list, personal
Woo, they done let that fuckin' Mike out
It's like Tyson in the '80s
Nigga snap and punch your lights out, yeah
It's like Tyson in the '90s, if I'm losing, take a bite out
I'm so motherfuckin' grimy, so motherfuckin' greedy, gritty
Mama said she couldn't breastfeed 'cause I was bitin' at the titty
(Beast)
[Chorus: Until The Ribbon Breaks]
So I think we've burned our bridges, but it's difficult to tell
I've been walking through the ashes, saying, "Didn't we do well?"
So I think we'll have to pay for this, but I'm not afraid of hell
I've been walking through the ashes, saying, "Didn't we do well?"
[Verse 2: El-P]
Yo, Killer Mike and El-P, fuck boys, think about it
Fuck you gonna sell me? You don't know a thing about us
Women dosed with ayahuasca drum circle and sing about us
Dolphins prone to rape'll hear the tape and stop to think about it
Monks will immolate themselves until the record hits the shelves
Yetis walk right out the woods to cop it without thinkin' bout it
Workers at the sweatshop kill they boss to how the vets drop
Worker ants surround their queen and chew the bitch's head off
Drug dogs bark at the tour bus when it park
Priests take the cock out of their mouths
To hum along when the chorus drop
At the least, we are the most beef and broc on your fuckin' block
The bass make a whale off of the coast scream, "Ya'll gotta stop!"
Used to be the new kid 'til I grew into that new shit
Emperors that hear the tunes admit that they are nudists
Move, we coming through and we are ruthless
Mama said I wouldn't leave the womb
Without a Yankee and some new kicks
[Chorus: Until The Ribbon Breaks]
So I think we've burned our bridges, but it's difficult to tell
I've been walking through the ashes, saying, "didn't we do well?"
So I think we'll have to pay for this, but I'm not afraid of hell
I've been walking through the ashes, saying, "didn't we do well?"
[Outro: Killer Mike]
Real bad guy shit
Run the jewels
Killer Mike and El-P, fuck boys know the combination ain't healthy
Tell me if you smell the marijuana hanging off my breath
Blowing smoke and I'm coughing like I'm damn near death
If I died right now, I would be so fresh to death
They would have to say, "That fat motherfucker coffin fresh
God damn, fat bastard, where that motherfucker's casket?"
But naw, baby, you gon' get this here vertical
Every word murderful, surgical, painful, purposeful
And I'm taking left off your fuck list, personal
Woo, they done let that fuckin' Mike out
It's like Tyson in the '80s
Nigga snap and punch your lights out, yeah
It's like Tyson in the '90s, if I'm losing, take a bite out
I'm so motherfuckin' grimy, so motherfuckin' greedy, gritty
Mama said she couldn't breastfeed 'cause I was bitin' at the titty
(Beast)
[Chorus: Until The Ribbon Breaks]
So I think we've burned our bridges, but it's difficult to tell
I've been walking through the ashes, saying, "Didn't we do well?"
So I think we'll have to pay for this, but I'm not afraid of hell
I've been walking through the ashes, saying, "Didn't we do well?"
[Verse 2: El-P]
Yo, Killer Mike and El-P, fuck boys, think about it
Fuck you gonna sell me? You don't know a thing about us
Women dosed with ayahuasca drum circle and sing about us
Dolphins prone to rape'll hear the tape and stop to think about it
Monks will immolate themselves until the record hits the shelves
Yetis walk right out the woods to cop it without thinkin' bout it
Workers at the sweatshop kill they boss to how the vets drop
Worker ants surround their queen and chew the bitch's head off
Drug dogs bark at the tour bus when it park
Priests take the cock out of their mouths
To hum along when the chorus drop
At the least, we are the most beef and broc on your fuckin' block
The bass make a whale off of the coast scream, "Ya'll gotta stop!"
Used to be the new kid 'til I grew into that new shit
Emperors that hear the tunes admit that they are nudists
Move, we coming through and we are ruthless
Mama said I wouldn't leave the womb
Without a Yankee and some new kicks
[Chorus: Until The Ribbon Breaks]
So I think we've burned our bridges, but it's difficult to tell
I've been walking through the ashes, saying, "didn't we do well?"
So I think we'll have to pay for this, but I'm not afraid of hell
I've been walking through the ashes, saying, "didn't we do well?"
[Outro: Killer Mike]
Real bad guy shit
Run the jewels