I could probably spend three or four hours at urbandictionary.com looking up all the street slang on Hell Hath No Fury (Re-Up Gang/Star Trak/Jive), the astonishing second album from this Virginia duo, but that doesn't mean I can't tell what Malice and Pusha T are talking about. The record's a conflicted trip into the drug-dealing life, with the brothers' paranoia and pride rendered in consistently vivid narratives with a flow that's equally rhythmic and melodic. Aside from copping to the occasional nightmare, they never suggest they're uncomfortable pushing cocaine, but read between the lines and on almost every song you can picture them nervously turning around, afraid of what might be catching up with them. A big part of the record's brilliance is the production job by the Neptunes, whose trademark dry, digital snap highlights the rhymes rather than elbowing into the foreground: on the hyperminimal "Mr. Me Too" a simple tambourine shake creates a dramatic break, and the punishing "Wamp Wamp (What It Do)" gets its juice from steel-drum samples. But ultimately it's the rapping that makes this the best hip-hop album of 2006. Low B, Diplo's partner in Hollertronix, opens. a 11:30 PM, Metro, 3730 N. Clark, 773-549-0203 or 312-559-1212, $25, $21 in advance, 18+.