Текст JT Machinima – Pickle Rick Rap

(I’m in the garage, Morty)
(What are you doing Rick?)
(Yeah?, yeah?, buddy?, flip me over Morty, flip me oooover)
(What is it?)

I’m a pickle! Why? Because I can, bitch
Not the kind that you put on your sandwich
No hands, but I can manage
This isn’t natural, but I feel organic
Fermented in the finest brine
I’m the kinda pickle that gets better with time
Get on my level, you scared of me?
What? I’m a nutcase, fuck therapy
Cool as a cucumber’s composure
But you know me, I don’t keep it kosher
I’m not for lunch, but I’m on a roll
Don’t want it sliced? You want it whole
I’m going right down the gutter
If I’m not home by five, call a plumber
This pickled-Rick is thick in girth
I can’t be flushed like a resistant turd
I been putting in a lot of work and labor
As pickle Rick — pest exterminator
Roughing up rats and roaches
In a exo-suit, buenas noches
Hack and slash the pack apart with blades
And nail the fattest rat like a wall display
Gotta jet, but I’d love to stay
Want a nibble of this pickle? Not today

Oh Solenya, how you haunt me
Now I know what makes you salty

Pickle parkour! Flippin and shit
Russian thugs — say goodbye to your kids
I made a death trap of your embassy
You see any double-A’s? Give them to me
Then I’ll waste you with my laser
Today, Jaguar won’t be your savior
A pickle knows how to get a russian flustered
And if I get shot — just apply some mustard
Pickle Man, this isn’t personal
Oh jeez that’s so original
You’re an action movie cliche
I’ve never died, and won’t today
I must avenge the death of my daughter
Look at that, we’re both terrible fathers
Let’s team up — we got the same agenda
«Farewell Solenya»

Rick can pick a pickle
(Rick can pick a pickle
Rick can pick a pickle
Pickle, pickle

Rick can pick a pickle
Rick can pick a pickle
Rick can pick a pickle
Pickle, pickle

Rick can pick a pickle
Rick can pick a pickle
Rick can pick a pickle
Pickle, pickle

Rick can pick a pickle
Rick can pick a pickle
Rick