[00:00.00] 作词 : Hector Delgado/Antwan Patton/Jon Spencer/Jaime Meline/Brian Burton/Michael Render
[00:00.59] 作曲 : Hector Delgado/Antwan Patton/Jon Spencer/Jaime Meline/Brian Burton/Michael Render
[00:01.18]Here's what we know
[00:02.19]Two men and a woman came into the bank branch
[00:04.53]Clad in black business clothing
[00:06.64]Trench coats bandannas and sunglasses
[00:09.71]They pulled guns out and ordered everybody to the floor
[00:12.10]
[00:12.65]And then cleaned out the registers
[00:14.07]And hear this they even swiped jewelry from some of the customers
[00:18.00]
[00:20.59]Aye woo woo
[00:26.75]
[00:27.95]Run run run The Jewels
[00:29.72]Gangster like you wake up in b*****s and load the clippy
[00:32.37]The reign of our ascension makes statisticians feel sickly
[00:35.33]Accountants they get snippy they never counted so quickly
[00:38.16]Got 'em up sniffin' yak up off an abacus for a living
[00:41.04]Crime authors autobiographically bastards
[00:44.64]Pain passing put a pain in your brain batter
[00:47.38]Style droppin' the drums and stun all guns
[00:50.38]Small talkers get launched on clobbered and tossed off
[00:53.65]Knock 'em on just to get rocks off
[00:55.84]Put a pause on all of that soft talk chop chop
[00:58.75]Tick tock you got until the hands on the clock stop
[01:01.68]I'm bagging a bag then I'm backing out better back off
[01:04.87]
[01:05.85]That's why I'm outta here baby
[01:07.84]Before these clowns put me down in the ground baby
[01:10.76]I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town baby
[01:13.25]
[01:14.37]You want your money back chase me
[01:16.37]
[01:22.93]Jewel runner gold dripper flow flipper
[01:25.34]Smoke killer slow sipper quick temper
[01:28.25]Temperamental sharp mental departmental
[01:31.24]Tight fellow wouldn't want to be him wouldn't want to see him
[01:34.19]They the type really be jealous get'cha hype
[01:37.10]Oh Jesus these niggas is polices
[01:39.33]We gon' shower on these p***ies they mommas gon' know jesus
[01:42.47]Jonny told me money these niggas should know better
[01:45.37]But they monkeys so you got to show junkies ain't no let up
[01:48.32]
[01:49.08]Bad manners the bad man'll do bad things
[01:51.71]A bad b***h gave me bomb head to Bad Brains
[01:54.65]The sheriff's daughter we be outta there 'fore dad came
[01:57.35]
[01:58.46]That's why I'm outta here baby
[02:00.59]Before these clowns put me down in the ground baby
[02:03.54]I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town baby
[02:06.03]
[02:07.17]You want your money back chase me
[02:09.04]You ain't gonna get your money back
[02:11.64]
[02:12.35]Ain't gonna get the money jack
[02:14.75]You ain't gonna get that money back
[02:17.49]
[02:18.07]I got the bag it ain't coming back
[02:20.61]You ain't gonna get your money jack
[02:23.36]
[02:24.06]I got the bag it ain't coming back
[02:26.51]You ain't gonna get your money jack
[02:29.68]I got the bag
[02:30.63]
[02:33.18]Real grippers pimp niggas with Gucci slippers
[02:35.71]Coochie tippers Magic City got groupie strippers
[02:38.68]A crew of killers and dealers we got this newbie with us
[02:41.51]We turn Pirellis to jellies ex cons and former cellies
[02:44.26]Stay on ready foot on that very heavy
[02:46.54]Good on deck smelly smelly
[02:48.03]Show some respect or you'll get showered like parade confetti
[02:50.88]Made man I'm made already nobody safe from petty
[02:53.83]450 horse up in the Porsche 600 in the Chevy
[02:56.64]Buddy I'm nutty I've got some screws loose
[02:58.96]And if your b***h wants some cutty baby I choose you
[03:01.96]Underground kings speed and sound things
[03:05.03]Run the sacks and be aware of all your surroundings
[03:07.75]
[03:08.81]That's why I'm outta here baby
[03:10.63]Before these clowns put me down in the ground baby
[03:13.62]I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town baby
[03:16.26]
[03:17.64]You want your money back chase me
[03:19.21]
[03:31.23]Thank you very much ladies and gentlemen
[03:32.68]Right now I got to tell you about the fabulous most groovy

作词 : Hector Delgado/Antwan Patton/Jon Spencer/Jaime Meline/Brian Burton/Michael Render
作曲 : Hector Delgado/Antwan Patton/Jon Spencer/Jaime Meline/Brian Burton/Michael Render
Here's what we know
Two men and a woman came into the bank branch
Clad in black business clothing
Trench coats bandannas and sunglasses
They pulled guns out and ordered everybody to the floor
And then cleaned out the registers
And hear this they even swiped jewelry from some of the customers
Aye woo woo
Run run run The Jewels
Gangster like you wake up in b*****s and load the clippy
The reign of our ascension makes statisticians feel sickly
Accountants they get snippy they never counted so quickly
Got 'em up sniffin' yak up off an abacus for a living
Crime authors autobiographically bastards
Pain passing put a pain in your brain batter
Style droppin' the drums and stun all guns
Small talkers get launched on clobbered and tossed off
Knock 'em on just to get rocks off
Put a pause on all of that soft talk chop chop
Tick tock you got until the hands on the clock stop
I'm bagging a bag then I'm backing out better back off
That's why I'm outta here baby
Before these clowns put me down in the ground baby
I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town baby
You want your money back chase me
Jewel runner gold dripper flow flipper
Smoke killer slow sipper quick temper
Temperamental sharp mental departmental
Tight fellow wouldn't want to be him wouldn't want to see him
They the type really be jealous get'cha hype
Oh Jesus these niggas is polices
We gon' shower on these p***ies they mommas gon' know jesus
Jonny told me money these niggas should know better
But they monkeys so you got to show junkies ain't no let up
Bad manners the bad man'll do bad things
A bad b***h gave me bomb head to Bad Brains
The sheriff's daughter we be outta there 'fore dad came
That's why I'm outta here baby
Before these clowns put me down in the ground baby
I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town baby
You want your money back chase me
You ain't gonna get your money back
Ain't gonna get the money jack
You ain't gonna get that money back
I got the bag it ain't coming back
You ain't gonna get your money jack
I got the bag it ain't coming back
You ain't gonna get your money jack
I got the bag
Real grippers pimp niggas with Gucci slippers
Coochie tippers Magic City got groupie strippers
A crew of killers and dealers we got this newbie with us
We turn Pirellis to jellies ex cons and former cellies
Stay on ready foot on that very heavy
Good on deck smelly smelly
Show some respect or you'll get showered like parade confetti
Made man I'm made already nobody safe from petty
450 horse up in the Porsche 600 in the Chevy
Buddy I'm nutty I've got some screws loose
And if your b***h wants some cutty baby I choose you
Underground kings speed and sound things
Run the sacks and be aware of all your surroundings
That's why I'm outta here baby
Before these clowns put me down in the ground baby
I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town baby
You want your money back chase me
Thank you very much ladies and gentlemen
Right now I got to tell you about the fabulous most groovy