Get It
Run the Jewels Lyrics
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Any sanity left (Nah)
Any chance for humanity's landing on who's the next up
Hope we handed 'em ammo enough to work from the neck up
Those who handling damage control don't wish us the best luck
I'm a living in smoke type
Floating with a grin over the moat type
Harry Allen on you bitch, I believe no hype
If this don't go right
Then assholes like myself are proven so right
All I got is this rap shit
All I want is a castle
And to move like a man with a minimum of harassment
The company of women with opinions and fat asses
That's my list of demands
You don't answer them, get the Gatling
I'm stuck in a time capsule
When rap was actually factual
Meanest shit you spit might cause killers to come and clap at you
Stupid, goofy, stooly
The gooch in Gucci will slap you
And that go for the cop kissing cats that's in the back of you
They all sweet as Little Richard damn
Good God Molly
It make a nigga like me go "Woo!" and rob the party
I exit stepping with my weapon with the Jefferson walk
If you expressing any objections you can get left in chalk
So my suggestion's let a G be
Forgive my transgressions
Or I'mma be in Catholic confessions professing depression
I'm chin checking, chill stressing, on your button I'm pressing
Mike will fuck a rapper's life up like Mo'Nique did to Precious
You know I
Get it
My name is Jaime Meline
I'm not chasing the green, I'm taking it
Bosses don't change a thing in the name of seemingly making it
Servants will kiss the ring of whoever they think is paying 'em
You don't deserve the spit that they hurdled up in your face and shit
My name is Michael Render
And we are the new Avengers
We're here to tell you all your false idols are just pretenders
They're corporation slaves indentured to all the lenders
So even if you got seven figures, you still a nigga
Some men aren't meant for the light to be shined on their shitty talking
Y'all better off trying to hide like the yay in a little pocket
We overly fucking awesome
They watch and adopt our concepts
They squawk at the Run the Jewels squad
We skin 'em then cop a coffin
You know I
Get it
You know I
Get it
You know I
Get it
The first verse of Run the Jewels' "Get It" takes on the theme of societal and political chaos. The opening lines imply that those in control are not interested in the well-being of humanity. They are only concerned about their next power move. Killer Mike floats over the verse with a grin, taking shots at the hypocritical nature of politicians and authority figures. "All I got is this rap shit/ All I want is a castle/ And to move like a man with a minimum of harassment/ The company of women with opinions and fat asses." Here, he emphasizes his simplistic understanding of life, where all he wants is to move forward with his art, live peacefully, and surround himself with like-minded people. However, he knows that it is tough to achieve because the people in power do not see the world this way.
The second verse focuses on Killer Mike's rap skills and what he is all about. He describes himself as someone who is stuck in the time capsule, fiercely committed to delivering factual and knowledge-packed content. He further explains that rap is his life, and he lives and breathes it. "My suggestion's let a G be/ Forgive my transgressions/ Or I'mma be in Catholic confessions professing depression." Here Killer Mike is unapologetic about who he is and what he believes in. He is also not afraid to confront the establishment when it comes to his art.
Overall, "Get It" includes straightforward lyrics that speak of Killer Mike's personality, his passion for rap music, love for women with opinions and fat asses, social injustices, and his unwavering attitude towards the establishment.
Line by Line Meaning
Penny ante your bets up
Take bigger risks with your bets
Any sanity left (Nah)
Is anyone sane anymore?
Any chance for humanity's landing on who's the next up
Is there hope for humanity to pick a worthy leader?
Hope we handed 'em ammo enough to work from the neck up
Hopefully, we gave them enough ideas to think more critically
Those who handling damage control don't wish us the best luck
People who try to fix problems caused by mistakes don't always wish us well
I'm a living in smoke type
I'm a mystery that's hard to pin down
Floating with a grin over the moat type
I'm relaxed, happy, and separate from the chaos around me
Harry Allen on you bitch, I believe no hype
I'm skeptical of media personalities
Closer to the edge than even we want to admit
We're on the verge of disaster, whether we acknowledge it or not
If this don't go right
If things don't work out
Then assholes like myself are proven so right
Then people like me who were pessimistic from the start will be vindicated
All I got is this rap shit
All I have is my rap career
All I want is a castle
All I want is status, luxury, and power
And to move like a man with a minimum of harassment
And to live without being bothered or threatened
The company of women with opinions and fat asses
To be surrounded by intelligent and attractive women
That's my list of demands
That's all I want in life
You don't answer them, get the Gatling
If you don't meet my demands, I'll retaliate with violence
I'm stuck in a time capsule
I'm a throwback to a different era
When rap was actually factual
When rappers focused on telling the truth in their lyrics
Meanest shit you spit might cause killers to come and clap at you
Saying the wrong thing could get you killed by violent people
Stupid, goofy, stooly
Silly, foolish, and a snitch
The gooch in Gucci will slap you
I'll physically harm those who criticize me
And that go for the cop kissing cats that's in the back of you
Even police officers who are friendly with you will be attacked
They all sweet as Little Richard damn
They're all soft and weak
Good God Molly
An exclamation of surprise
It make a nigga like me go "Woo!" and rob the party
I'm so hyped up that I could commit a crime
I exit stepping with my weapon with the Jefferson walk
I leave while walking confidently with my weapon
If you expressing any objections you can get left in chalk
If you disagree with me, you could end up dead
So my suggestion's let a G be
My advice is to leave me alone
Forgive my transgressions
Please excuse my past mistakes
Or I'mma be in Catholic confessions professing depression
Or I'll be seeking solace in religious confession
I'm chin checking, chill stressing, on your button I'm pressing
I'm antagonizing you and waiting for a response
Mike will fuck a rapper's life up like Mo'Nique did to Precious
I'll ruin your career the way Mo'Nique destroyed her co-star's reputation
My name is Jaime Meline
My name is Jaime
I'm not chasing the green, I'm taking it
I'm not trying to be rich, I'm making money by force
Bosses don't change a thing in the name of seemingly making it
The people in charge don't care about anything except profits
Servants will kiss the ring of whoever they think is paying 'em
Employees will suck up to whoever they think is their boss
You don't deserve the spit that they hurdled up in your face and shit
You don't deserve the disrespect that they throw at you
My name is Michael Render
My name is Michael
And we are the new Avengers
We're a new, powerful force
We're here to tell you all your false idols are just pretenders
We're here to expose the fake celebrities
They're corporation slaves indentured to all the lenders
They're employees of companies who owe money to creditors
So even if you got seven figures, you still a nigga
Even if you're wealthy, you're still a second-class citizen
Some men aren't meant for the light to be shined on their shitty talking
Some people aren't suited for fame because of their poor behavior
Y'all better off trying to hide like the yay in a little pocket
It's better for you to hide and stay anonymous
We overly fucking awesome
We're extremely impressive and talented
They watch and adopt our concepts
People follow our lead and copy our ideas
They squawk at the Run the Jewels squad
They criticize us and try to bring us down
We skin 'em then cop a coffin
We harm our enemies and celebrate their defeat
You know I
Get it
I'm successful and good at what I do
You know I
Get it
I'm successful and good at what I do
You know I
Get it
I'm successful and good at what I do
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Jaime Meline, Michael Santigo Render
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@HokiePitcher22
Dude it's amazing that two different rappers who grinded in the underground for nearly 2 decades were able to come together and make something that is the very definition of Hip-hop. How can you not love this shit?
@MaestroAlvis
So how did they find each other?
@MrJlowy
Thanks to a fucking cartoon producer, no less
@MrJlowy
@MaestroAlvis they were introduced to each other by the adult swim guys
@HokiePitcher22
@Jonathan Lowy really? I actually didn't know that. who was it?
@AbeIsLincoln
@@danielcagle22https://youtu.be/RtVHC5BPzaM?si=KbRQN6z8WjJ_jin8
@samwest1097
If you ever hear someone say "hip hop is dead", "rap is just mainstream now", "hip hop all sounds the same", please share RTJ with them. Thank you :)
@Midniteluvr1
Yes, I was one of those whom you're speaking of. Then I heard RTJ....
@bernardmolloy5898
I endorse the F out of these guys.....Anyone I came into contact with since their first Osheaga appearance (when I was first exposed) are now aware of RTJ, many of them fans.
@jeremiahirizarry8417
Sam West hi