Nobody Speak lyrics

[Verse 1: El-P, Killer Mike & Both]
Picture this, I'm a bag of di*ks, put me to your lips
I am sick, I will punch a baby bear in his sh*t
Give me lip, I'ma send you to the yard, get a stick
Make a switch, I can end the conversation real quick

I am crack, I ain't lyin', kick a lion in his crack
I'm the sh*t, I will fall off in your crib, take a sh*t
Pinch your mama on the booty, kick your dog, f*ck your b*tch
Fat boy dressed up like he's Santa and took pictures with your kids

We the best, we will cut a frowny face in your chest
Little wench, I'm unmentionably fresh, I'm a mensch
Get correct, I will walk into a court while erect
Screaming, "Yes, I am guilty, motherf*ckers, I am death"

[Chorus: El-P & Killer Mike]
Ayy, you wanna hear a good joke?
Nobody speak, nobody get choked

[Verse 2: El-P & Killer Mike]
Ayy, get running, start pumping your bunions, I'm coming
I'm the dumbest, who flamethrow your function to Funyuns
Flame your crew quicker than Trump f*cks his youngins
Now face the flame, f*ckers, your fame and fate's done with
I rob Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Linus and Lucy
Put coke in the doobie, roll woolies to smoke with Snoopy
I still remain that di*k-grabbin' slacker that spit a loogie
'Cause the toter of the toolie'll murder you friggin' moolies
f*ck outta here, yeah

[Chorus: El-P & Killer Mike]
Nobody speak, nobody gettin' choked, hey
Nobody speak, nobody gettin' choked, hey
Nobody speak
Nobody speak

[Verse 3: El-P & Killer Mike]
Only facts, I will shoot a baby duck if it quacks with a Ruger
Top billin', come cops some villainous shots
It's boxed, shipped out and bought and y'all feeling it
El-P killin' it, Killer Mike killin' sh*t

What more can I say? We top billin' it
Valiant without villainy, viciously foul victory
Burn towns and villages, burning, looting and pillaging
Murderers try to hurt us, we curse them and all their children

I just want the bread and bologna bundles to tuck away
I don't work for free, I am barely giving a f*ck away
So tell beggin' Johnny and Mommy to get the f*ck away
Ayo, here's a gun, son, now run, get it the gutterway
Live to shoot another day
[Chorus: El-P & Killer Mike]
Nobody speak, nobody gettin' choked, hey
Nobody speak, nobody gettin' choked, hey
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Nobody speak, nobody gets choked