[Aesop Rock:] Smack dab in the middle of the cuddles and k**s, Guerilla jimmy city limits with a bucket of pills Hollring 'no I don't immediately ameliorate 'em I meet 'em, greet 'em, read 'em, and rate 'em, see if I hate 'em [El-P:] Here come the hard rock bump through the speaker top The tweeter meter blew code def hones in I pack a lunchbox, walk to the stoning, Jump into the chemicals sold in my zoning I'm irrational, paranoid, tragic And the bu*ton on my chest says 'panic' Punch it, hold up, don't touch me I'm a savage from a rabid a** country [Camu Tao:] Who want to get it? You all acquitted You need to quit it Getting evicted, you little idiot, pitching tickets It's sorta tricky the way you wanna go get your digits Body you up at the party, somebody get his mistress [Aesop Rock:] You take a pitch black lung and a purple heart, Then you kick back once the inertia start And when the shipwreck sunk through the perfect dark, The serpent's arch alerts every circled shark See, bloody salt water sounds the h'ors d'oeuvres alarm, And when the first arm's found we observe the art Like a belly-acher won't kick face to the curb, Rather kick when the face already raped by the worms [El-P:] Tasmanian pain coast, ridin' Very little to say to these politician behind it, but this: You better loosen the noose or lose livin' These little kids walking the ave. quick to produce a biscuit [Camu Tao:] Now you should medicate any area that the pain hits And when you in the streets you should peep the sets of strangers The actors that are in fact a cast of chaos They be looking for any situation they can play on Respectively injecting these thoughts, detain us Negative speaking, they be creeping, they entertainers When you out of data they run through a route that'll save ya In retrospect, infect and pressing your papers [El-P:] I design k** pain cave penmanship Federal an*log hog unedited With a CUNY degree in young numbness Angels on the rooftop, gun in they trumpets [Aesop Rock:] I was buried to the neck in them all-start bloopers Periscope down, hop Boss Hog cruiser Porcelain or pewter authority wil be over ruled the second jukie uber alles news hit the sewers [Chorus x2: Camu Tao] Rickety rackety This city fit my style exactly With a backspin, and the fat laces, Gazelle gla**es, chase rap daily Rickety Rackety, this city fit my style exactly Near the train tracks, in the garbage bags, where the cement cracks, we a part of that Rickety rackety, rickety rackety [Camu Tao:] When you take 2 to the vein, introduce 2 to the brain You don't get used to the pain. A maniac bruising the cage When cats rush you in the public you be like 'do it again' He's a motherf**ing bloods**er, he can do what he can [El-P:] On the side of the block, do the bus stop You paying a fare? That's a trust fund. Little ugly a** duck, life's a fun f** Too battered to rush, I walk punch drunk And the whole world is yours now Before the steppers are goosed kick your door down I'm in the getaway whip with Aes Rizzle He got the same sh** stitched in his missles [Aesop Rock:] Okay, lefty field... stealth Dressed to k**... self Megawatt with a horizontal neck spin swim funny to vertical bobble head yes men [Camu Tao:] When the evil falls in it draws to the pours, it gnaws to the core It's precedented that you represented a percentage That wasn't vintage and the crawlers hate us You automated, we brought the flavors, n***as you ought to hate us [El-P:] And even from antagonity squad the family tissue Testify the look of my eyes, genuine issue I'm a freak in the flesh that penetrates lust Spray the vaginal juices, like I was up in their undies [Aesop Rock:] Don't picket the misfit law, Nancy The core's no picnic Mislead who*es advancing No business Insist lured with candy to cure citizen x with that all-rours dancing Corporals landing ashore, all soar boned nitwit, rickety rackety p**n fancy Weave through the hell and high water hot zone, Diseases in the minute the idiot got home [Camu Tao:] Now I'm a teacher, first grade, and I want to participate I want to grade the papers but I don't want to give them A's Okay, F, D, F minus, test time, set timers Call every parent and give 'em a piece of my mind, sh** Cause I don't want to give a good future, I'll shoot ya Shoot ya? With an uzi filled with rulers f** minors, flush minds Even leaving 'em bruised up Stack kids, pack cute lunches in the cooler [Chorus: Aesop Rock (Camu Tao) {El-P}:] Rickety rackety This city fit my style exactly With a fireladder, with a wire scheduler, drink for the reek fish, smile after (Rickety Rackety) {Rickety rackety} (Rickety rackety, this p**y fit my dick exactly With a threesome, giving three? Sex, d**, girls?,) Rickety rackety, hold it! {Rickety rackety} [DJ Big Wiz scratches'n'cuts] "Come on!"