The second track and second single off of DJ Shadow’s album The Mountain Will Fall, released June 24, 2016. The official music video was released for the track on August 24, 2016.[Verse 1: El-P, Killer Mike & Both] Picture this, I'm a bag of dicks, put me to your lips I am sick, I will punch a baby bear in his shit 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 shit, I will fall off in your crib, take a shit Pinch your mama on the booty, kick your dog, fuck your bitch 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, motherfuckers, 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 fucks his youngins Now face the flame, fuckers, 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 dick-grabbin' slacker that spit a loogie 'Cause the toter of the toolie'll murder you friggin' moolies Fuck 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' shit 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 fuck away So tell beggin' Johnny and Mommy to get the fuck 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