Rickety Rackety

Smack dab in the middle of the cuddles and kills,

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

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 button on my chest says 'panic'

Punch it, hold up, don't touch me

I'm a savage from a rabid ass country

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

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

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

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

I design kill pain cave penmanship

Federal analog hog unedited

With a CUNY degree in young numbness

Angels on the rooftop, gun in they trumpets

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

Rickety rackety

This city fit my style exactly

With a backspin, and the fat laces, Gazelle glasses, 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

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 motherfucking bloodsucker, he can do what he can

On the side of the block, do the bus stop

You paying a fare?

That's a trust fund.

Little ugly ass duck, life's a fun fuck

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 shit stitched in his missles

Okay, lefty field... Stealth

Dressed to kill... Self

Megawatt with a horizontal neck spin swim funny to vertical bobble head yes men

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, niggas you ought to hate us

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

Don't picket the misfit law, Nancy

The core's no picnic

Mislead whores 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 porn fancy

Weave through the hell and high water hot zone,

Diseases in the minute the idiot got home

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, shit

Cause I don't want to give a good future, I'll shoot ya

Shoot ya?

With an uzi filled with rulers

Fuck minors, flush minds

Even leaving 'em bruised up

Stack kids, pack cute lunches in the cooler

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 pussy fit my dick exactly

With a threesome, giving three?

Sex, drugs, girls?,)

Rickety rackety, hold it!

{Rickety rackety}

"Come on!"