Close Your Eyes (And Count to Fuck)

Run them jewels fast, run them, run them jewels fast
Run them, run them, r-run them, run them, f*ck the slow mo

Fashion slave, you protestin' to get in a fuckin' look book
Everything I scribble's like The Anarchist Cookbook
(Look good, posing in a centerfold of Crook Book)
Black on [C7]black on [C7]black with a ski mask, that is my [A]crook look
How you [A7like [F]my [A]stylin', bruh? Ain't nobody stylin', bruh
'Bout to [C7]turn this mothafucka up like [F]Riker's Island, bruh
Where my [A]thuggers and [Bm]my [A]cripples and [Bm]my [A]blooders and [Bm]my [A]brothers?
When you [A7niggas gon' unite and [Bm]kill the police, mothafuckas?
Or take over a jail, give those COs hell
The burnin' of the sulfur, God damn I love the smell
Blankets and [Bm]pillow torchin', where the f*ck the warden?
And when you [A7find him, we don't kill him, we just waterboard him
We killin' 'em [A]for [Dm7]freedom cause they tortured us for [Dm7]boredom
And even if some good ones die, f*ck it, the Lord'll sort 'em

We out of order, your honor, you're out of order
This whole court is unimportant, you [A7fuckers are walkin' corpses
I'm a flip wig synonym, livin' within distortion
I'll bite into [C7]a cyanide molar before you [A7whores win
I'm a New Yorkian, I f*ck for [Dm7]the jump
I wear my [A]Yankee so tilted I actually walk with a hunch
Look at Mikey, I think he likey, we are sinister sons
(Aye, we the type to [C7]beat the preacher with a grin and [Bm]a gun)

Run them [A]jewels fast, ɾun them, ɾun them [A]jewels fast
Run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them, ɾ-run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them
Run them [A]jewels fast, ɾun them, ɾun them [A]jewels fast
Run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them, ɾ-run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them

A wise man once said, ("We all [Em]dead, f*ck it")
Just spit it disgusting youngin', and [Bm]hold your nuts while you're gunnin'
I listened, tatted a sentence on [C7]my [A]dick last summer
Now I'll never get that ρhrase off my [A]brain, it's no wonder
I'm here to [C7]buy hearts, I got [Fm7]hundreds, honey
The cheaper the parts, the better buy for [Dm7]the money
I'm tɾained in vagina whisperin', glistenin'
Waitin' for [Dm7]their christenin', I know the neighbors can't help but listen in
A dirty boy who come down on [C7]a side of dissonance
I can't even ɾelax without sirens off in the distances
Not shittin' you, little buddy, this fuckin' island's a prison
The only solace I have is the act of conjugal visitin'

My solitary condition's preventin' conjugal visits
Go mane and [Bm]missin' my [A]misses, they keepin' me from my [A]children
Conditions create a villain, the villain is givin' vision
The vision [C7]becomes a vow to [C7]seek vengeance on [C7]all [Em]the vicious
Liars and [Bm]politicians, profiteers of the prisons
The forehead engravers, enslavers of men and [Bm]women
Includin' members of clergy that ɾule on [C7]you [A7through ɾeligion
(So stɾippin' kids to [C7]the nude and [Bm]then tell 'em [A]God'll forgive 'em)

Run them [A]jewels fast, ɾun them, ɾun them [A]jewels fast
Run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them, ɾ-run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them
Run them [A]jewels fast, ɾun them, ɾun them [A]jewels fast
Run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them, ɾ-run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them

It's De La on [C7]the cut, liftin' 6 on [C7]your stitchy crew
I'm miles ahead of you, you [A7can sip my [A]bitches brew
My battle status is burnin' mansions from Dallas to [C7]Malibu
Check my [A]ɾésumé, your ɾesidence is ɾesidue
Call [Em]her a skin job and [Bm]my [A]honey dip'll backflip for [Dm7]you
You playin', God your eye sockets, she gon' ɾip in two
We sick of bleedin' out a tɾace, spray a victim, you
Done dyin', Phillip AK Dickin' you
With clips in the bottom, we dippin' from Gotham
Yes eclipsed by the shadows, a dark dance to [C7]the coffin
I'm a fellow with melanin, suspect of a felony
Ripped like [F]Rakim Allah, feds is checkin' my [A]melody
Yes aggressively tested we'll bump stɾetchers and [Bm]penalties
Dump cases with face and [Bm]the cop pleas when we seizing a pump
With ɾeason [C7]to [C7]dump on [C7]you [A7global grand [Bm]dragons
Still pilin' fast, plus Afghani toe taggin'
Now they tɾackin' me and [Bm]we bustin' back, see
The only thing that close quicker than our caskets be [Am]the factories

Run them [A]jewels fast, ɾun them, ɾun them [A]jewels fast
Run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them, ɾ-run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them
Run them [A]jewels fast, ɾun them, ɾun them [A]jewels fast
Run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them, ɾ-run them, ɾun them, ɾ-run them