Besedila:
El P Run The Numbers

2 out of the five of these fuses are wired live, if I wanna survive I gotta FIND THOSE DETONATORS! [Verse 1: El-P] Broken and bleeding writer dash of

cos Im romantically numb, emotionally drained I came here just so I can come, there's nothing on the God son that I haven't done, i got a lot of problems, get-n p

draggin' I said I'm sick with the flow, stick a dick in ya hoe Make them shut down the club, we threw a brick in da door Shit, I'm the number man, hot

Brooklyn, I'll be everywhere comfortably now who pumped you and told you to come romp with me you the type to run your mouth and then run from me I'm

my snacks, my friends, and a beer Just two normal guyz hanging out having fun Kiv: Right guy number 2? Jorma: Yeah guy number 1. E to the S to the P

' run up but I bust, and they drop to their death Now they done up, gun up, hunt my blunt up Creepin' 'til sun up, feelin' slightly shady Call me lightweight crazy, number

murder Killer when the night falls And it ain't shit to kill, 'cuz I really don't love ya Don't run, run, run, I like my knife Run up with that gun, gun

' wig, nigga If your block gettin' money nigga, I want in Run it in before I run in Your spot 200 glocks and 100 men Droppin' More shells than run and

tear it up [Chorus 2] Say that red hat them red b`s white b`s 23`s out the Bentley and we stay fly hunded g`s p-r-p`s hum v`s We d boys getting money