Call Ticketron chords by Run the Jewels Guitar Chords
[Intro: Ticketron]
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Live, Li-li-li-li-
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Live from the Garden
[Verse 1: El-P]
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Run The Jewels live at the Garden
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Lickin’ off shots and we aim for the darkness
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Make it get hot for a target
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Kids cook s’mores off the crotch of our targets
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Kumbaya bitch
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Buckle up lil’ trooper
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You can’t get past me, I’m stuck in the future
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The shit ain’t all it’s cracked up to be
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The hover craft’s cool but the air’s so putrid
[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
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You can tell by the stench in the air
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Blood’s on the ground, opportunity is here
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I’m lookin’ into space like, “Is anybody there?
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And if aliens are here, please tell me how near
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Do you come in peace or should everybody fear?
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I’ll wait your reply with a blunt and a beer.”
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I be the high guy with the belly and the beard
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Smoke signal ET, ATLiens here
[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]
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Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
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Li-li-live from the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
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Run the Jewels live at the garden
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Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
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Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-
[Verse 3: El-P]
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Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
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Last two pirates alive are still yargin (yargin)
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My girl got my heart, it’s a bargain
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Lick from her lips to the crease in her garter
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Her ass my religion, her love’s why I’m livin’
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I smoke farm to face by the field full, partner
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Life’s a shitnado, the smoke my umbrella
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The boy’s back turnin’ his slacks to all yella (Prick)
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It’s a daily lick, I slit throats with a grin that reek of pure shit
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Travel by backflip, eat from the river, the panther
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heart taught to talk by smart chicks
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Sip pure venom and skipped away grinnin’
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I put that on mom, she ain’t raise a Vic
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Lil’ fucknuts, sit
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I piss on your wit, dismiss your whole shit
[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
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Live from the stage of the garden
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We be the realest of the killers of the fuck shit squadron
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Movin’ through the streets and we lootin,’ robbin’
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Mobbin,’ marchin’, carrying a carbine
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Hello everybody, this is now bank robbery
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Jesse James gang, we’ll walk you through the process
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You don’t wanna be a hero, do not let that thought process
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We will put a bullet where your thoughts get processed
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Get that fuck shit straight like a perm or a process
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’cause for real the money money ain’t the mother fuckin’ object
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We just like excitement, gun fights, indictments
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High speed chase through Manhattan in the night winds
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Ooh, its the thrill of the kill
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Watching Kill Bill on a pill as I grip steerin’ wheel
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Cops coulda’ had the boy jammed I fear
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But like Eddie Kane I made it I’m here
[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]
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Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
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Li-li-live from the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
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Run the Jewels live at the garden
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Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
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Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-
[Verse 5: Killer Mike]
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I’m the sama lama doo ma lama danger dick’ll do your mama
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Skeeter with the peeter, never eat her, tell her see ya later
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Holla ’bout tomorrow, baby, I ain’t got to holler (Vroom, vroom)
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My Impala pop a pussy, pop a collar
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Pop a pill then chill, no Bill, no Cosby
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Not a raper or a taker, bonafide heartbreaker
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Hit her once, hit her twice, then tell her see ya later
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Got head, watch Vice at her home in Decatur
[Verse 6: El-P]
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Full clip, I’m a little bit sick, come equipped
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Look at what I did for the grit, got it lit, what a cinch
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Brought ’em just a little pinch of the truth, and they flip
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Now they hanging from my shit, lil’ bit
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It’s the Mensch, the myth
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I do push-ups nude on the edge of cliffs
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The jewels come quick, all gold and bricked
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Click, click, boxer cutter spit
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Brother, what a trip
[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]
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Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
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Li-li-live from the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
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Run the Jewels live at the garden
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Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
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Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
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Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-
[Outro: Ticketron]
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