Run the Numbers Lyrics

Lyric discussion by crocodile_smile 

Cover art for Run the Numbers lyrics by El-P

there's two big chunks missing from the first verse:

"...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..."

"...ok dystopia, these fuckers are ripe for containment, half dead man slut ever ready to love my leader, servitude is contagious (find those detonators)..."

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