‎Hey Kids
Run The Jewels Danny Brown Lyrics


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Hey, hey k-
Hey kids!
(This is so crazy!)

Say hello to the masters, on behalf of the classless masses
We showed up, ski masks, picks, and axes to murder asses
Lift up our glasses and watch your palaces burn to ashes
Fucking fascists, who the fuck are you to give fifty lashes
All cause I'm motivated, stimulated, never smoking simulated happy and burning hashes
Killer, killer, dealing with him like he's a squealer
Get 'em, hit 'em, got 'em, shot 'em, and flipped the matress
Woo! I'm the man bitch, got big ideas, got plans to rob
Any Rothschild living, Bill Gates and the ghost of Jobs
Yeah I said it, I meant it, I ain't flinchin, Marshawn Lynchin' it
Run through a motherfucker's face like ig'nant, isn't it
Domain eminent, we the preeminant
Villainous willingness, spitting this ready raw rap shit rhyme ridiculous
Enemy grave he digging it, then we piss in it
Us go to hell, we been in it, gettin' it, yeah

Bumaye, yeah

Aye, aye kids
I'm the fucking tits, I hold no regard for no fucking myths, hey
I lived half my life to give half my cash to these half man imps
They got half a heart, they give half a fuck, they got half the guns
I got half an hour, I'll burn half a pound and I have to run
Killers of the earth get scared
You do not get one word
You do not live for the heard
Even you living's absurd, better off kicked to the curb
That is my word
Back in the Berenstein timeline zip, no wins for the kid oh shit I got curved
In the Berenstain riff, I'm a Biff, so sick when the clock is lit, the whip swerve
It's like nothin' not broke, can't stand the scope in the booth
I disrobe like pederast pope on a play-date
Better call mayday, baby I'll spray, I'm an AK
They flayed and plated, I'm serving dead meat fame to table
Cain to Abel, death's apprentice
Run the Jewels'll make last breaths Brexit

Bumaye

Word architect, when I arch the tech, I'll part ya' neck
Got bars on deck, that Xanax flow, make you nod your head
Like a gram of blow, you inject
My words infect like insects havin' incest, I'm in check
Like pay day on a Thursday and it's Wednesday
I'm sensei, you bouquet, you menstruate
That's pussy all on your template, we skate, skate on 'em twenty-eights
Get pearl tongue like every day, so I Run them Jewels in every state
I kill a mic with Killer Mike, roll el's out a p with El-P
My self-esteem on king, got head so big no crown can't fit me
No bitch on my ding-a-ling when she ride on it she wet like a jet-ski
Please be alarmed, be warned
Please be alarmed, be warned
Give up that charm or get harmed
Watch, too or your time gone, and the rings or your life pawned and we gone





You made my eardrums bleed and I will pinch you

Overall Meaning

The song "Hey Kids" by Run The Jewels feat. Danny Brown is a confrontational song that speaks to the anger and dissatisfaction of the classless masses. The song addresses societal issues such as fascism and wealth inequality, calling for revolution and destruction of the upper class. The first verse communicates this message by describing the uprising of the working class against the fascists, who are represented by the upper class. The second verse is rapped by Danny Brown, who expands upon the themes of the first verse while also providing his unique perspective. He highlights the emptiness of the wealthy, and how the lower-class people are better off abandoning their values and becoming wealthy as well. The repetition of "Bumaye" at the end of each verse, a cheer used during Muhammad Ali's "Rumble in the Jungle" fight against George Foreman in Zaire, further emphasizes the sentiment of revolution and overthrowing the powerful.


The song was first released in 2016 as part of the album "Run the Jewels 3." The song features a beat that draws from Jamaican dancehall music, and samples Jacko's 1989 song "Culture Rule." The song heavily features the use of the word "half," highlighting the sense of incompleteness felt by the working class. The song also features numerous cultural references to Muhammad Ali, cultural philosopher James Baldwin, "Back to the Future," and more. The song's title, "Hey Kids," refers to the target audience of the song: young people who are frustrated with the world and who possess the energy and ability to create change. Through its lyrics and sample, the song invokes the energy and passion of the 1970s protest movement.


Chords:
The chords for "Hey Kids" are not available as the song features electronic beats and sounds instead of instruments.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, hey k-
The beginning of the song, the performers trying to grab the attention of children.


Hey kids!
A greeting to children who listen to the song.


Say hello to the masters, on behalf of the classless masses
Greetings to people who do not have any respect for authority and to the people who control them.


We showed up, ski masks, picks, and axes to murder asses
The performers came to intimidate people with weapons and to create fear among the people.


Lift up our glasses and watch your palaces burn to ashes
The performers want to create destruction and to burn the expensive property of powerful people.


Fucking fascists, who the fuck are you to give fifty lashes
The performers using profanity to express that they oppose authoritarian leaders and their methods of punishment.


All cause I'm motivated, stimulated, never smoking simulated happy and burning hashes
The performers are motivated, you do not need drugs to feel happy when you are free as a person.


Killer, killer, dealing with him like he's a squealer
The performers use the word "killer" as an expression of power and they will deal with anyone who tries to reveal their secrets.


Get 'em, got 'em, shout 'em, and flipped the matress
The performers have caught these people and will intimidate them by flipping the mattress.


Woo! I'm the man bitch, got big ideas, got plans to rob
The performers feel powerful and have major plans to rob wealthy people.


Any Rothschild living, Bill Gates and the ghost of Jobs
The performers are targeting wealthy people like Rothchild, Bill Gates, and Steve Jobs who have generated wealth through unethical means.


Yeah I said it, I meant it, I ain't flinchin, Marshawn Lynchin' it
The performers are not afraid of anything, and they mean what they say, using the image of a football player Marshawn Lynch as an example of someone who is not afraid on the field.


Run through a motherfucker's face like ig'nant, isn't it
The performers are ready to face anyone as they show their strength without any care for the outcome.


Domain eminent, we the preeminant
The performers consider themselves as masters in their domain.


Villainous willingness, spitting this ready raw rap shit rhyme ridiculous
The performers are not afraid to acknowledge their evil side while creating raw rap lyrics with ridiculous rhyming sequences.


Enemy grave he digging it, then we piss in it
The performers will urinate on their enemy's grave after they die and find it funny.


Us go to hell, we been in it, gettin' it, yeah
The performers have been through a lot in their life, including hell, but they are getting what they want.


Bumaye, yeah
The performers are using the world Bumaye, which means kill them all in Swahili, as an expression of power.


Aye, aye kids
The performer is once again greeting the children who are listening to the song.


I'm the fucking tits, I hold no regard for no fucking myths, hey
The performer feels that they are the best and does not believe in any myths or legends.


I lived half my life to give half my cash to these half man imps
The performer has spent half of their life earning money only to give half of their wealth to unworthy people.


They got half a heart, they give half a fuck, they got half the guns
The people they have given their wealth to have no morals, are not bothered about them, and have half of their weaponry.


I got half an hour, I'll burn half a pound and I have to run
The performer has limited time, they will smoke half a pound of drugs and cannot stay around.


Killers of the earth get scared
People who are destroying the planet are the ones who should be scared of the performers.


You do not get one word
An expression of warning to people who are destroying the planet.


You do not live for the heard
People should not follow others mindlessly.


Even you living's absurd, better off kicked to the curb
People's actions to destroy the planet are unacceptable, it is better if they stay away from society.


That is my word
The performer affirms that what they have just said is the truth.


Back in the Berenstein timeline zip, no wins for the kid oh shit I got curved
The performer is referring to a different world where he is not successful and feels disappointed.


In the Berenstain riff, I'm a Biff, so sick when the clock is lit, the whip swerve
The performer refers to a different world where he is successful and feels awesome.


It's like nothin' not broke, can't stand the scope in the booth
The performer knows that there are limitations in the studio.


I disrobe like pederast pope on a play-date
The performer undresses in the studio just like a corrupt pope may undress in front of children.


Better call mayday, baby I'll spray, I'm an AK
The performer is warning the others that they will spray bullets like an AK.


They flayed and plated, I'm serving dead meat fame to table
The performer is serving fame just like dead meat that is about to be cooked on the table.


Cain to Abel, death's apprentice
The performer is referencing the biblical story of Cain and Abel but is portraying it from the perspective of death.


Run the Jewels'll make last breaths Brexit
The performer is emphasizing that Run the Jewels is capable of causing significant destruction.


Word architect, when I arch the tech, I'll part ya' neck
The performer is confident in his ability to craft lyrics that are lethal as weapons.


Got bars on deck, that Xanax flow, make you nod your head
The performer has a vast collection of lyrics, and it is so addictive that it can make listeners nod their heads involuntarily.


Like a gram of blow, you inject
The performer's lyrics are as addictive as drugs.


My words infect like insects havin' incest, I'm in check
The performer's lyrics can have a contagious effect and cause harm, but he has self-control.


Like pay day on a Thursday and it's Wednesday
A reference to payday, which is the performer's way of saying that he is always early and productive.


I'm sensei, you bouquet, you menstruate
The performer is calling himself a master while calling other people insignificant, using the word bouquet to signify his lack of importance.


That's pussy all on your template, we skate, skate on 'em twenty-eights
The performer is calling other people cowards and saying they will leave their mark on everything.


Get pearl tongue like every day, so I Run them Jewels in every state
The performer is confident enough to make a riff on pearl tongue and is saying that they will continue dominating in every state.


I kill a mic with Killer Mike, roll el's out a p with El-P
The performer, together with Killer Mike and El-P, will destroy any microphone on the stage.


My self-esteem on king, got head so big no crown can't fit me
The performer's level of confidence is so high that he does not need a crown to affirm his status as a king.


No bitch on my ding-a-ling when she ride on it she wet like a jet-ski
The performer does not need anyone to ride with him, but if they do ride with him, he can create fun and excitement.


Please be alarmed, be warned
The performer is warning the listener to take heed.


Please be alarmed, be warned
The performer is warning the listener twice to emphasize the point.


Give up that charm or get harmed
The performer is asking people to give up their valuable items, or else he will harm them.


Watch, too, or your time gone, and the rings or your life pawned, and we gone
The performer will take anything that is of value, including time and jewelry, and will leave after that.


You made my eardrums bleed and I will pinch you
The performer is blaming the listener for causing damage to their ears.




Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Jaime Meline, Michael Render, DANIEL SEWELL, TORBITT SCHWARTZ, WILDER SCHWARTZ

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When Danny Brown said "Gun architect, when I arch the tech, I'll part your neck" My whole existence caught on fire.

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