Hear what I say, we are the business today

f**k shit is finished today

RT & J, we the new PB & J



We dropped a classic today

We did a tablet of acid today

Mentors with the masses and ashes away

SKRRRT! We dash away

Donner and Dixon, the pistol is blastin' away



Doctors of death

Killin', our patience suppressed

We oughta pay you the trust

Cookin' up work

Cookin' up curses and slurs

Smokin' my brain into mush

I became famous for blamin' you f**ks

Maimin' my way through the brush

There is no training or taming of me and my bruh

Look like a man, but I'm animal raw



We are the murderous pair

That went to jail and we murdered the murderers there

Then went to Hell and discovered the devil

Delivered some hurt and despair

Used to have powder to push

Now I smoke pounds of the kush

Holy, I'm burnin' a bush

Now I give a f**k about none of this shit

Jewel runner over and out of this bitch



Woo!

Woo!

Step into the spot like woo!

Woo!



Copping uppers and downers get done

I'm in a rush to be numb

Droppin' a thousand ain't much

Come from the clouds

On a missile to turn this whole town into dust

Don't make a sound, baby, hush

I am the living swipe right on the mic, I'm a slut

I don't know how to not spit like a lout

I'll spill a pound of my kids on your couch



Half of a mongol and mythical team

Killin' and treacherous things

Legend says El is a spawn out of Hell

The myth is my mom is a murderous queen

Your life can end like in Godfather 1

You get the gun as I christen my son

If I die today and it's Hell I should pay

Tell the Lord Mikey said, "f**k it was fun"



Every new record's my dick in a box

We here the goons, eat them rulers alot

You're getting used to me doing no wrong

I don't play chicken, you prick, I'm a fox

You wanna kick it, I'll give you the rock

You kiss the wood chipper blade if you bark

I'm f**kin' magic, in fact I'm a [?] that can talk

I got a unicorn horn for a (stop)



Woo!

Woo!

Step into the spot like woo!

Woo!



And the crowd goes RTJ!

And the crowd goes RTJ!

And the crowd goes RTJ!

And the crowd goes RTJ!

RTJ!

RTJ!

RTJ!

RTJ!



Mike in the jelly, won't snitch

I'll rent a room at the Ritz

I'll sip a fifth of the wisk

I'll smoke a dub in the tub

Then I will spin both my wrists



I'll pull a sword on you simps

Just for the flick of the wrist

Kitchen not givin' a miss

Me and my skipper way worse than a grinch

Every day's golden when you only win



Bullyin' bastards and beatin' on beats

Sounds like a day at the beach, preach

I keep the metals to step on your feet

Before you can speak, blaow to defeat



We move on one to ones, you think I'm meek

You think I'm lyin', you rushin' my team

Don't be a bore if I roar when I move

Hunting's more fun when your prey doesn't move

I'll put a gun to a bunny like tunes

Say somethin' funny, a bunny go boom

You got a bevy of shit you can groove

We'd like to thank you for choosing our crew



And that's from the crew you can trust

Warranty plus for f**kin' shit up

We are the no-gooders, do-gooders

Known to the dancers and doers of dust