Toothache

All the sex thugs, big breast broads with butt plugs<br>Trippin off drugs, round-the-way chicks fallin in love<br>I go with street cats who got nuttin to live for<br>I don`t feel y`all, so weak cats, I`ma reveal y`all<br>Put your grill on the front of Blue Boy and Playgirl<br>Exterminate your world, pretty boy toys with S-curls<br>Catch a pearl necklace, cause I`m liable to tear your face off<br>Your weights in space, bloody your gear, cuttin your waist off<br>Cause in the end you`re finished, demented grimace<br>I run with midgets, I control physics and raw lyrics<br>Gary Oldman of rap, ain`t no holdin me back<br>What I pack`ll leave your skull cracked, broken like skull snaps<br>Locked, stock and two smokin barrels<br>Uncle Howie, 89 point 1, we sun pharoahs<br>I would rap more but I got a toothache<br>Yo, pass it off, who`s the next one, motivate the breaks..