Released on April 6, 2004

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All the sex thugs, big breast broads with butt plugs

Trippin' off drugs, 'round-the-way chicks fallin' in love

I roll with street cats who got nuttin' to live for

I don't feel y'all, so weak cats, I'ma reveal y'all

Put your grill on the front of Blue Boy and Playgirl

Exterminate your world, pretty boy toys with S-curls

Catch a pearl necklace, 'cause I'm liable to tear your face off

Your weights in space, bloody your gear, cuttin' your waist off

'Cause in the end you're finished, demented grimace

I run with midgets, I control physics and raw lyrics

Gary Oldman of rap, ain't no, holdin' me back

What I pack'll leave your skull cracked, broken like Skull Snaps

Lock, Stock and Two Smokin Barrels (Haha)

Uncle Howie, 89.1, we Sun Pharoahs

I would rap more but I got a toothache

Yo, pass it off, who's the next one, motivate the breaks..