out of sight
Run the Jewels Lyrics


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Ay, ay

Ru-ru-run-run, here come the menaces to sobriety, like what?
Super thuggers thumpin' on the cut
What-what, what-what? My motherfuckin' Uzi weighs a ton
Hit the drum, do you hear it go, "Brrup-pum-pum-pum"
Run-run, piety just really isn't us
What a rush, see you cuttin' up a bod', that's my lunch
Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, give a ready baby boy, beta movin' extra heavy
Whippin' Chevy, gotta get it, eat spaghetti with the maf'
The vegan, bitch, if he don't get, 'cause they don't eat no steak and lobster
Sosa was my hero, only Tony since a fuckin' Hawk
(Out of sight) Out of mind, out of touch, out of time
Man, I'll smoke a bogie backwards with thumb up like, "It's fine"
(Run) See yourself, I say, selflessly divine
Leave me here to drown in glory, you're too good to cross that line
(Run-run) Tragically struck down in my prime
By the speed at which the bags are dropping
Shoulda watched the sky
You don't wanna live this life, it's really not sublime
I'm only doing what I want while hockin' loogies at the swine

Out of sight (ay)
R-T-J, what you say? (ay)
I-I'on give a fuck, Out-out-out-out of sight (ay)
R-T-J, what you say? What you say? (ay)
What you goin' to do? What you goin' to do?

We the motivating, devastating, captivating, Ghost and Rae relating
Product of the fuckin 80's, coke dealin babies
Never regulating, bag accumulating, it would not be overstating to say they are underrating
The pride of Brooklyn and the Grady baby
We don't need no compliments or confidence
Our attitude and latitude is, "Fuck you pay me"
Next summer leather bombers, dookie ropes and smokin' indica
Ain't a team as mean and clean as J Meline and Michael Render, bruh
TV got no temperature, even if it did
Bitch, we cool as penguin pussy on the polar cap peninsula
Colder than your baby mama heart (uh)
When she find out you been fuckin' with that other broad
And you ain't got that rent for her

I know you just about McFuckin had it our shit is just magic
Go figure the runts of the litter did it with out scammin'
Was fryin' in the fat of the land, now your man is mashin'
We back of the class and laughin', you raisin a hand and tattlin'
Mike shitted in your locker then left a note with a winky face
Meet us at three o'clock if you wanna do something tragic
We'll shrinky dinky you, all of that yappin', it's automated
The gears of the rapper shredder want action and it'll have it

You know I'm poppin', the product of fuckin poverty
I'm cool as AC and you niggas you just wannabes
I slide on tracks like home plate, ride beats like road rage
Got a crib in like 4 states, uh
I get a text like, "Stay safe"
Text back, "I miss that pussy, be home soon and I can't wait"
I came from a dream, triple beam, and some grey tape (yeah)
A sister went shoppin' and put my bags in the A8
"Hello Mr. Big Face," the bank teller tryna get rank
I buy a hot dog stand if I'm tryna be frank
Just left the hospital, makin' sure my nigga was straight
And sent bail, couple dollars 'til they give him a date
Twony

Out-out-out of sight (ay)
R-T-J, what you say? What you say? (ay)
I-I'on give a fuck, out-out-out-out of sight (ay)




R-T-J, what you say? What you say? (ay)
What you goin' to do? What you goin' to do?

Overall Meaning

In the beginning of "Out of Sight," Run the Jewels rappers Killer Mike and El-P are introducing themselves as "the menaces to sobriety." Immediately, they nail down their lyrical flows to paint vivid images of their reputations as lyrically skilled rappers who use drugs and guns as their themes. When they say "what a rush, see you cutting up a bod', that's my lunch," they make the connection between the thrill of the crime and the hunger that follows, as if they are an addict fixated on a certain craving. The verses continue with braggadocio that reinforces their reputations, as well as lyrics that pass witty commentary on social status and standing on the inner-city streets.


The chorus's message is that Killer Mike and El-P are out of sight and don't care about what others say or think. It's as if they already have the freedom to do whatever they’d like without any spectator or critic. The song's title can be interpreted in two ways: either Killer Mike and El-P are out of sight, as in they aren't seen or followed, or that they are physically out of control, such that they've become a danger or forbidden entity.


Line by Line Meaning

Ru-ru-run-run, here come the menaces to sobriety, like what?
Here come Run the Jewels, disrupting sobriety, what you gonna do?


Super thuggers thumpin' on the cut
Tough guys making noise on the street


What-what, what-what? My motherfuckin' Uzi weighs a ton
What? My gun is heavy as hell


Hit the drum, do you hear it go, "Brrup-pum-pum-pum"
Shoot the gun and listen to it go "Brrup-pum-pum-pum"


Run-run, piety just really isn't us
Run, being pious isn't our style


What a rush, see you cuttin' up a bod', that's my lunch
Exciting to see you dismembering a body, that's my kind of meal


Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
I'm gonna rob you when I show up


It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
It's an honor to be robbed by me, son of Denise


Yeah, give a ready baby boy, beta movin' extra heavy
I'm ready to go, moving with extra weight


Whippin' Chevy, gotta get it, eat spaghetti with the maf'
Driving a Chevy, gotta get money and dine with the Mafia


The vegan, bitch, if he don't get, 'cause they don't eat no steak and lobster
Referring to a vegan who won't be satisfied because they don't eat meat or seafood


Sosa was my hero, only Tony since a fuckin' Hawk
Sosa was my hero, and the only other hero since then is Tony, like Tony Hawk the skater


(Out of sight) Out of mind, out of touch, out of time
When out of sight, also out of mind, touch, and time


Man, I'll smoke a bogie backwards with thumb up like, "It's fine"
I'll smoke a cigarette backwards while giving a thumbs up, like it's no big deal


(Run) See yourself, I say, selflessly divine
Look at yourself, you are divinely selfless


Leave me here to drown in glory, you're too good to cross that line
Let me bask in glory while you are too good to be involved


(Run-run) Tragically struck down in my prime
Tragically ended in my prime


By the speed at which the bags are dropping
Bags of drugs are being delivered very quickly


Shoulda watched the sky
Should have paid attention to what was happening


You don't wanna live this life, it's really not sublime
This life is not sublime, you wouldn't want to live it


I'm only doing what I want while hockin' loogies at the swine
I'm just doing what I want and disrespecting the police


Out of sight (ay)
Out of sight


R-T-J, what you say? (ay)
Run the Jewels, what's up?


I-I'on give a fuck, Out-out-out-out of sight (ay)
I don't care, out of sight


R-T-J, what you say? What you say? (ay)
Run the Jewels, what's up?


What you goin' to do? What you goin' to do?
What are you going to do about it?


We the motivating, devastating, captivating, Ghost and Rae relating
We are inspiring, destructive, interesting, and related to Ghostface Killah and Raekwon


Product of the fuckin 80's, coke dealin babies
Born in the 80s, the product of the drug trade


Never regulating, bag accumulating, it would not be overstating to say they are underrating
We don't follow the rules, we collect money, and we are underrated


The pride of Brooklyn and the Grady baby
From Brooklyn and proud


We don't need no compliments or confidence
We don't need praise or self-assurance


Our attitude and latitude is, "Fuck you pay me"
Our attitude is, pay me or screw off


Next summer leather bombers, dookie ropes and smokin' indica
Next summer we'll be wearing leather jackets, gold chains, and smoking weed


Ain't a team as mean and clean as J Meline and Michael Render, bruh
There's no team as tough and efficient as us, J Meline and Michael Render


TV got no temperature, even if it did
TV doesn't have a temperature, but even if it did


Bitch, we cool as penguin pussy on the polar cap peninsula
We are very cool, like a penguin's private parts in the Arctic


Colder than your baby mama heart (uh)
Even colder than your uncaring baby mama


When she find out you been fuckin' with that other broad
When she discovers that you've been cheating on her


And you ain't got that rent for her
And when you don't have the rent money


I know you just about McFuckin had it our shit is just magic
I know you're overwhelmed, but what we're doing is magical


Go figure the runts of the litter did it with out scammin'
It's surprising that we succeeded without scamming anyone


Was fryin' in the fat of the land, now your man is mashin'
We were struggling, but now we're killing it


We back of the class and laughin', you raisin a hand and tattlin'
We're at the back of the class laughing, while you're raising your hand and snitching


Mike shitted in your locker then left a note with a winky face
I (Mike) took a dump in your locker and left a note with a wink


Meet us at three o'clock if you wanna do something tragic
Meet us at 3 o'clock if you want trouble


We'll shrinky dinky you, all of that yappin', it's automated
We'll take you down, and all your talking won't save you, it's inevitable


You know I'm poppin', the product of fuckin poverty
I'm successful despite being from poverty


I'm cool as AC and you niggas you just wannabes
I'm calm and collected, while you're all just fakes


I slide on tracks like home plate, ride beats like road rage
I rap smoothly and aggressively


Got a crib in like 4 states, uh
I own a house in 4 different states


I get a text like, "Stay safe"
I receive a message telling me to stay out of harm's way


Text back, "I miss that pussy, be home soon and I can't wait"
I reply with: I miss you, I'll be home soon


I came from a dream, triple beam, and some grey tape (yeah)
I came from a dream, selling drugs using a triple beam contraption and grey duct tape


A sister went shoppin' and put my bags in the A8
My sister went shopping and put my stuff in the Audi A8


"Hello Mr. Big Face," the bank teller tryna get rank
The bank teller greets me with respect


I buy a hot dog stand if I'm tryna be frank
I could buy a hot dog stand if I wanted to


Just left the hospital, makin' sure my nigga was straight
I just left the hospital, making sure my friend was okay


And sent bail, couple dollars 'til they give him a date
I sent bail money until they set a court date for him


Twony
Just a closing statement




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jaime Meline, Leon Sylvers, Michael Santiago Render, Tauheed Epps, Torbitt Castleman Schwartz, Wilder Zoby Schwartz

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@m80thewolf86

I'm amazed at how long El-P managed to stay "underground" considering he's by far one of the best producers of our time. Him and a legend like Killer Mike together is just insane.

@duvalt87

A solid duo

@rummrunner86

He's that breath of fresh air that Just Blaze was in the early 2000's for sure

@m80thewolf86

@@rummrunner86 Except he's not "fresh" lol. I've been listening to his stuff for almost 2 decades, now. #fandamfam

@m80thewolf86

@SoulsMaster @rummrunner86 Y'all are both spot on.

@DoctahhOfficial

Theo White a solid duo? easily easily in my top 5 rap duos of all time

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@BigMikeLoses

Will you start selling the fist and gun hands in stores now, please? Like the hulk hands, only the fist and gun instead?

@AntoninoBolognaFL

Ditto, put me down for a set of RTJ2 hands too tho lol

@thachocolategod

I'm pre-ordering mine RIGHT NOW

@chrisbeffa8890

I just ordered a new 3d printer; will definitely give this a go.

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