Run The Numbers
El-P Lyrics


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Two out of the five of these fuses are wired live, if I wanna survive I gotta
Find those detonators!

Broken and bleeding writer dash of the Brooklynite vagrant
Half a robotic monkey ugly born of viral agent
Vandal tarantula know to handle the phaser drunken
Scripted on city park benches under the fritzy tungsten
Son of urban confusion hatched in a pit where the brutes live
Put the stogie out in my palm and then grin (I'm the rudest)
Serotonin deficient living the poisonous promise
The boys and girls club of unemployable liars squadron
Silly peasant pathetic plus dirty mutt of the ages
Ok dystopia, these fuckers are ripe for containment
Half dead man slut ever ready to love my leader
Servitude is contagious (find those detonators!)
CCW, I'm a rain of the dead confetti
The laughing stock of the karma corrupted emissaries
Captain of industry, partly magnet of larcen, arsony
Captured in loser-vision I bop so retardedly artily

Ask me about our specials, I'd go for the razor chicken
Hope his delivery radius play to Gracy Mansion
Fly the curmudgeon banner, my liberty army cheering
Limbo the philistine art police on the armor piercing
Marker to garden weasel, he's usually mucho woozy
Brutally feuding, call your Pluto, Goofy, Cujo, Snoopy
Moody mammal division, Weatherville is better faded
The world is yours, money, now (find those detonators!)
Some of the city pissy, itchin' them lottery numbers
My forty thieves enjoy your banquet of property owners
We were probably stoney eye to glassy game face
Still save the princess with no slippage in the frame rate
Chew his way through the muzzle, tussle with the "Gimme, gimme"
Nothing in common with prominent modern city envy
Subtly bloodied up, what a seedy media frenzy
I found a cure for cancer but it wasn't radio friendly

Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah find those detonators!

Now's the fucking time
Burn the building down, show me what it sounds like to organize and get really loud
Now's the fucking time
Lets get it moving, you suckers

Down at the labor camp, they make a drone of men
Mamas boy once but now I've learned to speak draconian
And this is all for you, another tattered kite
I feel it too this is a beautiful an tragic night
All I covet is honor, reaching in murky waters
And barely blinked when piranha teeth turned my hand to shawarma
Your bad land buddy, animal ear they tagged me
Digi the cause acoster kid capture the flaggy braggy
Tragedy man Cassandra, actually raised by women
My father skated but he left me with latent addiction
One of the breed of bonkers, I wouldn't dare to lecture
I don't know how to lead, there's got to be somebody better
Weak in the kneesy species, dreaming of future faded
Seen where the suture stiches nitted slipped? I'm with you baby
Lets get obnoxious with it, I wanna know what brave is
I'm tired of sitting here, pretending I'm not fucking dangerous

Sitting on the front lines you can hear the soldiers say

Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah (find those detonators!)
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah (find those detonators!)

What happened, what happened?
Explosion, explosion, explosion
What happened, what happened?
Degradation, degradation
What happened, what happened?
Explosion, explosion, explosion
What happened, what happened?
It always comes back to a bush

Two were the haunted vessels that miraculously aimed
Three were the holy carcasses that started up in flames
One and two had a patsy the was factually plane
Seven out of envy must have wanted just the same
And in 6.5 seconds science floated out to space
On the most virginal of physics drifted a truly wondrous day
And if the party tells me five fingers then five is what I'll say
No matter that the four displayed are waving in my face

Two were the haunted vessels that miraculously aimed
Three were the holy carcasses that started up in flames
One and two had a patsy the was factually plane
Seven out of envy must have wanted just the same
And in 6.5 seconds science floated out to space
On the most virginal of physics drifted a truly wondrous day
And if the party tells me five fingers then five is what I'll say
No matter that the four displayed are waving in my face
No matter that the four displayed are waving in my face
No matter that the four displayed are waving in my face
No matter





And we were standing here when there was some sort

Overall Meaning

of an explosion. The singer starts off by referring to fuses that are wired live, indicating a dangerous situation that the singer needs to escape. The singer's physical state is also described as "broken and bleeding", seemingly indicating that the singer is also injured. The singer describes themselves as a "vagrant" and "half a robotic monkey", alluding to a feeling of being out of place or not belonging. The singer also mentions being a "son of urban confusion" hatched "in a pit where the brutes live". This could be interpreted as a comment on the difficult circumstances and harsh environment the singer grew up in. The singer understands that they are living in a dystopian society and aims to find the detonators that will allow them to survive.


There are various seemingly unrelated thoughts and ideas that the singer references in this song, such as being a part of the "boys and girls club of unemployable liars squadron," the hopeless addiction to serotonin and the desire to find a cure for cancer that wasn't "radio-friendly." The singer is also aware of the corruption and disregard for property owners in the inner city, with the "forty thieves" enjoying the banquet. The singer's language is almost poetic and difficult to decipher, but one can get a sense of anger, disillusionment, and a call for revolution.


Overall, "Run The Numbers" seems to be a commentary on the dystopian society we live in, where corruption, violence, and hopelessness are prevalent. The singer calls for a revolution, urging everyone to "burn the building down," a metaphor for dismantling the oppressive system and rebuilding something better. The song encourages the listener to question the status quo and stands as a call to arms.


Line by Line Meaning

Two out of the five of these fuses are wired live, if I wanna survive I gotta Find those detonators!
I have a high-stakes situation and I need to find the dangerous elements of it that could cause harm to me


Broken and bleeding writer dash of the Brooklynite vagrant Half a robotic monkey ugly born of viral agent Vandal tarantula know to handle the phaser drunken Scripted on city park benches under the fritzy tungsten
I am a writer with an unconventional upbringing, who has spent time writing in public spaces and experimenting with different forms of expression


Son of urban confusion hatched in a pit where the brutes live Put the stogie out in my palm and then grin (I'm the rudest) Serotonin deficient living the poisonous promise The boys and girls club of unemployable liars squadron Silly peasant pathetic plus dirty mutt of the ages Ok dystopia, these fuckers are ripe for containment Half dead man slut ever ready to love my leader Servitude is contagious (find those detonators!)
I am a product of the harsh realities of city life and have come to despise those who I see as undisciplined and weak-willed. I am ready to do whatever it takes to prove my loyalty and make a difference


CCW, I'm a rain of the dead confetti The laughing stock of the karma corrupted emissaries Captain of industry, partly magnet of larcen, arsony Captured in loser-vision I bop so retardedly artily Ask me about our specials, I'd go for the razor chicken Hope his delivery radius play to Gracy Mansion Fly the curmudgeon banner, my liberty army cheering Limbo the philistine art police on the armor piercing Marker to garden weasel, he's usually mucho woozy Brutally feuding, call your Pluto, Goofy, Cujo, Snoopy Moody mammal division, Weatherville is better faded The world is yours, money, now (find those detonators!)
I am a creative and somewhat humorous individual, but also disillusioned with society and willing to take on the role of a misfit and troublemaker. I am intently focused on finding ways to make myself and my ideas heard, even if it means going against the mainstream


Some of the city pissy, itchin' them lottery numbers My forty thieves enjoy your banquet of property owners We were probably stoney eye to glassy game face Still save the princess with no slippage in the frame rate
I have a dim view of those who are passive and content to go along with the crowd, and feel that only those who are willing to take risks and be unconventional can truly make a difference in the world


Chew his way through the muzzle, tussle with the "Gimme, gimme" Nothing in common with prominent modern city envy Subtly bloodied up, what a seedy media frenzy I found a cure for cancer but it wasn't radio friendly
I am someone who is not afraid to stand up against the status quo and call out what I see as fake or unjust behavior. Even though I may have important ideas or discoveries, I am more interested in staying true to what I believe than in becoming popular or mainstream


Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah find those detonators!
I am repeating the earlier idea that I need to find the dangerous elements that could cause harm to me, with a sense of urgency


Now's the fucking time Burn the building down, show me what it sounds like to organize and get really loud Lets get it moving, you suckers
I am ready to take on the establishment and provoke change, even if it means being destructive or getting into trouble


Down at the labor camp, they make a drone of men Mamas boy once but now I've learned to speak draconian And this is all for you, another tattered kite I feel it too this is a beautiful an tragic night All I covet is honor, reaching in murky waters And barely blinked when piranha teeth turned my hand to shawarma
I am someone who has experienced hardship and violence, but has learned to stand up for myself and fight back. Even though I may have been damaged by my experiences, I have come to appreciate the beauty and complexity of the world around me


Your bad land buddy, animal ear they tagged me Digi the cause acoster kid capture the flaggy braggy Tragedy man Cassandra, actually raised by women My father skated but he left me with latent addiction One of the breed of bonkers, I wouldn't dare to lecture I don't know how to lead, there's got to be somebody better Weak in the kneesy species, dreaming of future faded Seen where the suture stiches nitted slipped? I'm with you baby Lets get obnoxious with it, I wanna know what brave is I'm tired of sitting here, pretending I'm not fucking dangerous Sitting on the front lines you can hear the soldiers say
I am someone who has struggled to find my place in the world and often feels unsure of myself. Even though I may have doubts about my abilities or leadership potential, I am determined to find my own way and make a difference in my own unique way. I am ready to be bold and take risks, even if it means standing up against my peers or going against the crowd


What happened, what happened? Explosion, explosion, explosion Degradation, degradation It always comes back to a bush Two were the haunted vessels that miraculously aimed Three were the holy carcasses that started up in flames One and two had a patsy the was factually plane Seven out of envy must have wanted just the same And in 6.5 seconds science floated out to space On the most virginal of physics drifted a truly wondrous day And if the party tells me five fingers then five is what I'll say No matter that the four displayed are waving in my face No matter And we were standing here when there was some sort
I am reflecting on the chaos and destruction of our world, and how it can be so difficult to make sense of it all. My view is somewhat surreal and abstract, but I am keenly aware of the fragility of our existence and the many factors that can influence the course of events




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Written by: Jaime Meline

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@pterojacktylus2475

Can you imagine if el-p started a secondary rap duo with Aesop called run the numbers

@DeathTrapProductions

Never going to happen but that would be A M A Z I N G!

@tristan8922

@@DeathTrapProductions why you say never? I've been thinking how good Aesop and Run the Jewels would merge. Aesop is overly heady and taxing (in a good way, but taxing nonetheless) by himself. Run the Jewels is fun as hell but doesn't have nearly the depth to have much replay value beyond the first week or two of hype. El-p and Aesop are old old friends, i'd love to just hear more Run the Jewels feat. Aesop material.

@DeathTrapProductions

@@tristan8922 They have a history. Aes was on El's label and they were both in the weathermen. A lot of people had strong feelings about how EL released Camu Tao's King of Hearts posthumously. All of this can be googled. I'm greatly looking forward to the day they get back together but I wouldn't hold my breath. Kinda like waiting for a Vast Aire feature haha.

@DuckDodgers345

@@DeathTrapProductions

Def Jux is arguably the most fascinating label of all time, there's so many layers to the stories & ideas that come out of them. I'd wouldn't mind seeing a Netflix film about them or a new documentary that goes deeper.

@triciad4100

@@DuckDodgers345 There were rumors years ago that Shia LaBeouf was going to star in a Cage biopic, but I really doubt it's ever actually going to happen now.

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@dannydubya9410

I wish El and Aes would work together again. The beef isn't explicit, but it's obvious the vibes are cold. Aes just dropped possibly the best album of his career, and El is of course a star now. Make it happen!

@pooperprime5459

This is one of El p's best fucking tracks imo. The explosive energy and the fucking slick sinister flow. El and Aesop are just tearing it

@redalt58

"Explosive energy" 💀

@dgage7776

These guys are great together, I have no idea what either of them are saying, but it sounds sick

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