Hey Kids (Bumaye)

[Intro: El-P] Hey, hey k- Hey kids (This is so crazy) [Verse 1: Killer Mike] Say hello to the masters, on behalf of the classless masses We showed up, ski masks, picks, and axes to murder asses Lift up our glasses and watch your palaces burn to ashes Fucking fascists, who the fuck are you to give fifty lashes? All 'cause I'm motivated, stimulated, never smoking simulated happy and burning hashes Killer, killer, dealing with him like he's a squealer Get 'em, got 'em, and shot 'em, and flipped the mattress Woo! I'm the man, bitch, got big ideas, got plans to rob Any Rothschild living, Bill Gates, and the ghost of Jobs Yeah I said it, I meant it, I ain't flinch'n, Marshawn Lynch'n it Run through a motherfucker's face like ig'nant, isn't it Domain eminent, we the pre-eminant Villainous willingness, spitting this ready raw rap shit rhyme ridiculous Enemy grave, he digging it, then we piss in it Us go to hell, we been in it, getting it, yeah [Hook: Additional vocals] Bumaye Bumaye Bumaye Bumaye [Post-Hook: El-P] Hey, hey k- Hey kids [Verse 2: El-P] I'm the fucking tits, I hold no regard for no fucking myths, aye I lived half my life to give half my cash to these half-man imps, aye They got half a heart, they give half a fuck, they got half the guns, woo! I got half an hour, I'll burn half a pound and I have to run Killers of the earth get scared, you do not get one word You do not live for the herd, even you living's absurd Better off kicked to the curb, that is my word Back in the Berenstein timeline zip, no wins for the kid, oh, shit, I got curved In the Berenstain riff, I'm a Biff, so sick when the clock is lit, the whip swerve It's like nothin' not broke, can't stand the scope in the booth I disrobe like pederast pope on a play-date Better call mayday, baby I'll spray, I'm an AK They flayed and plated, I'm serving dead meat fame to table Cain to Abel, death's apprentice Run the Jewels'll make last breaths Brexit [Hook: Additional vocals] Bumaye Bumaye Bumaye Bumaye [Post-Hook: El-P and Danny Brown] Hey, hey check! Hey kids [Verse 3: Danny Brown] Word architect, when I arch the tech, I'll part ya' neck Got bars on deck, that Xanax flow, make you nod your head Like a gram of blow, you inject My words infect like insects havin' incest, I'm in check, like pay day on a Thursday and it's Wednesday I'm sensei, you bouquet, you menstruate That's pussy all on your template We skate, skate on 'em twenty-eights Get pearl tongue like every day, so I Run them Jewels in every state I kill a mic with Killer Mike, roll el's out a p's wit' El-P My self-esteem on king, got head so big, no crown can't fit me No bitch on my ding-a-ling, when she ride on it, she wet like a jet-ski Please be alarmed, be warned Please be alarmed, be warned Give up that charm or get harmed Watch, too or your time gone, and the rings or your life pawned and we gone [Outro] You made my eardrums bleed and I will pinch you