the ground below - Run the Jewels, El-P, Killer Mike

The God killer, this Tokyo and I’m Godzilla

Playing blackjack versus death, gun on the card dealer

Just bought a Demon, I’m screamin' up out the car dealer

The last temptation of Mike, but I’m a god figure

Tell Beelzebub that the God don’t need a job

And if I did, the oligarchs would be missing, murdered and robbed

This is Bonaparte and he paired with Toussaint

And they went on a world conquest, tearing your bone apart

Michael remained murderous, but still virtuous

Wait to kill the petty and foul at the church services

Not a holy man, but I’m moral in my perverseness

So I support the sex workers unionizing their services

You say that you don’t love me (Ayy)

I’m guessing I’ma be okay

You say that you don’t feel me now

I feel like I’ma live somehow

Your love never meant much to me (Ayy)

Love never meant much to me (Ayy)

Love never meant much to me (Uh-uh)

Your love never meant much

Born from the ether, I just appeared out a cloud of reefer

Screamin' «Fuck the world,» it can drink what’s coming out my urethra

I’ll slap a dying child, he don’t pronounce my name correct

Rules have gotta be rules, any exceptions and I’m not a leader

Think in the box, I’m not getting my fix, then shit is iffy

Felate a donut hole wife don’t get to the crib and quickly

I’ll watch my mouth when I’m finished watching y’all suck clout

Don’t doubt you put an ounce of that evil on me, I’m flippin', Ricky

I give a inch to you simps, I’ll never forgive me

Not saying it’s a conspiracy, but you’re all against me

You see a future where Run the Jewels ain’t the shit

Cancel my Hitler-killing trip

Turn the time machine back around a century

You say that you don’t love me (Ayy)

I’m guessing I’ma be okay

You say that you don’t feel me now

I feel like I’ma live somehow

Your love never meant much to me (Ayy)

Love never meant much to me

Love never meant much to me (Uh-uh)

Your love never meant much

Every child, woman and man

Opinion don’t matter, stick to your plan

If they judge, still don’t budge

Don’t give a inch, don’t give a nudge (Nudge)

Life a bitch, leave you battered and bent

Lose or win, gotta hold up your chin (Chin)

And I put it on Jaime and me

We just gave you inspiration for free

The money never meant much