Lyrics Run The Jewels – Pawfluffer Night (Zola Jesus Remix)

Verse 1 — Killer Mike:
Bunches and bunches, punches is thrown until you’re frontless
Oodles and oodles, bang bullets at suckas’ noodles
Last album voodoo, proved that we was fuckin’ brutal

Verse 2 — El-P:
You itsy bitsy furry fright and frickin’ sickly
A little prickly, dick on display for Winter swimming
Look at these kitties, Mike, I’m a rat-a-tat ’em for living
I deal in dirty work, do the deed and then dash, ditch ’em
I’d lend a hand but they stuck in a fist and gun position
We run our brand where destruction’s the number one commitment
It’s all a joke between mom contractions and coffin fittings
So we disappear in the smoke like we’re fuckin’ magicians

Verse 3 — Killer Mike (El-P):
No hocus pocus, you simple suckers been served a notice
Top of the morning, my fist to your face is fucking Folgers
(We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders)
You punks is pussy proverbial pansy panty holders
I Jake the Snake ’em, DDT ’em in mausoleums
Macabre massacres killing cunts in my colosseum
(They all actors, giving top in back of a BM
I’d fall back if the casting calls are ending in semen)

Verse 4 — El-P:
I’m the foulest, no need for any evaluations
I’m a phallus for Johnson and Jimmy spraying faces

Verse 5 — Killer Mike:
This Run The Jewels is, murder, mayhem, melodic music
Psychotics use it then lose it, junkies simply abuse it
That’s word to Phillip Seymour Hoffman, I’m pushin coffin
I probably smell like a pound when they put me in a coffin
The gates of hell are pugnaciously pacin’, waitin’
I give a fuck if I’m late, tell Satan be patient
But I ain’t here for durations, I’m just taking vacations
And tell ’em fuck ’em, I never loved ’em and salutations