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)