Missing Teeth

[Verse 1: Slug]

I dictate while most MC's lactate

Can't wait for me to smack brakes and fuck em till my sack breaks

They stand still with a little bit of spittle

Drippin off the middle of they lips tryin to light a cigarette

And I'mma watch em all choke on my vomit

Took apart, shook up they heart, they died on it

And I promise, if you could hide from this monster

You'd quit tryin to ride on my divide and conquer

Some gotta die 'fore the dumb realize

Not everyone can fly, most don't have wings

Keep takin a nap, wear a brick for a cap

Or get the fuck off the lap before you lose everything

I spit shrapnel while the villagers babble

Slice deep, pull, peel, and let the skin unravel

We're here to scrape off a layer of your make-up

So we can see what a bitch is really made of

[Verse 2: Brother Ali]

I step off in your hoola-hoop cypher with my eyes all aglow

Walkin tall enough to make your half moon whole

You don't need to get duct-taped to the bathroom flo'

Cause I don't think your shit is flavor - but the rats do, though

You and your little bitch buddies think you're Thelma and Louise

Cause you got a drum machine and you throw jealous to the breeze

You need to respect a fuckin legend when he breathes

'fore you get a K-Swiss logo embedded in your knees

Shock the body-body, rock the consciousness

Stagger the imagination, box your esophagus

The paradigm, you step past the line

And I'll show you why the masterminds have got a fuckin axe to grind

Street magician like David Blaine with these songs

Crip-walkin through your mental corridor with metal cleats on

Slug got the weed smoke, Ant got the beats broke

And your fuckin eyebrows might grow back, but your teeth won't

(You gonna look pretty funny tryin' to eat corn on a cob with no fuckin' teeth)