Inna City Tanchum:

Flier than a mutha fucka,
Sick as shit too
I'm 'bout to break out on the news
Bitch, I'm the Avian Flu
But some dudes jocking me
Jocks stuffing me into lockers 'tween Biology and Rocketry
Geek lines be making trouble, just don't seem to rub them properly
On top of me if they don’t get a reference
Over their heads, suspended, ‘cause my words don't touch the dirt,
A lesson I learned from The Jetsons
In essence, I pack every sentence deep
You missing Inna City, Big, like Farmer John be missing Sheep
Get it? Nope. Oh well, that show ain't ran on Cartoon Network in a minute
I Am A little bit upset, but I ain't up on Reddit
I bet you wish you read this though
It ain't an issue of his flow
Other than his Chris Kattan Southern Lawyer drawl
I'm Neil on the stereo
No, not the black one, but Fat nonetheless
You kneel from vertigo
Lucile Ostero, can't stand me a sec
Now, "Here’s what happened:"
Tanch is obsessing over tracks so much
That Natalie booked me a sesh with Dr. Kroger after Monk
No rapper alive can touch me if he dusty, must be carrying a wipe or shit is just 'bout to get ugly
"Trust me, you'll thank me later"
Izzard behavior
Flipping through chicks like Jeff Vader checking trays
[Eddie Izzard: "This one is wet, this one is wet, this one is wet"]
Girls give me their numbers, but I never touch the phone
They’re Diane Chambers in the pilot of Cheers
I fear I'm Sumner Sloan
'Cause ladies hear I bring the thunder, hunger, crave my cock power
I gotcha number, but I rather save the Clock Tower
I ain't gay or nothin', just prefer to take a hot shower
Think it's Love, so dick on Lockdown but
This Johnson's still The Rock now
Rally numbers pep abysmal, kids don't be bellying Rob
Complicated head, God giving me an Italian Job
Harold and Maude lyrics, steer shit I re-hearse
Killing myself for y'all's benefit, bereft on each verse
Yes, I'm a nerd, but some Shepherd said we'd inherit the Earth
What was his name?
I'm not sure, that one was kind of obscure.


Fresco:

Yeah you wanted beef? How you like me now, brown cow?
Bet you didn't say shit ‘til you heard the playlist on the Soundcloud
Pause for a second man, here's something to blog ‘bout:
Mydick.com and your girl never log out
She on it every single day and every second
I beat it up like I'm using Eddie Gordo when I'm playing Tekken
Boy I reckon,
You don’t want a lesson
Man, you just a substitute
Point blank, that's why these kids just fucks with you
I'm something new and comfortable enough to get the crowd shook
Like a Microsoft Update, man the game was in need of a new Outlook
That’s when I teamed up with best Inna City
And we debate how Britta’s pretty
But is in need of bigger titties
And of course the kid is witty,
It's Inna City Tanchum
And Fresco, take a note of that, ransom
Like a GI Joe, your chick be ready for some action
I make the girls dance, acting like my name is Randy Jackson
Me I’m Fres
Sneakers fresh
Adidas, yes
I be the best
I asked for her number, she gave me her IP address
Like a massage, they still feeling me well
‘Cause all I got’s a microphone on my utility belt
And of course they knowing me, hell
I got a habit of dropping bombs
Saving the game like a hero, find me at the Comic Con
These other rappers saying, “Soon we doomed"
We put out some crazy songs… call it Looney Tunes
Fresco on the beat, boy you know that that's dangazones
Everyone want to be the king, okay I’ll play the Game of Thrones
I want it all, Oscars and the Grammys too
We do it big, call that shit Annie’s Boobs