Testi:
Pulling Teeth Weeds

Intro

crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin God but havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it we played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull when the only pull

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

it's on to the next stop Pull up to the club, hit the back door, sneakin in Hit the VIP, where IV's rollin weed again (Yo, what's up?), this is it, how

die for the same ol' conclusion Put they life on the line so some other pimp could use 'em Pulled into a vacant lot, the road to recovery Pulled out

Kid's comin' here Shootin' at you and your peers And cousins you ain't seen in years Hope you believe in God Cuz nigga you better pray Pull your kids

wild beast when I piece together beats like puzzles MCs feel muzzled like dobermans Its over when you try duplicate And then your tooth'll ache for tryin to sink your teeth

I done seen it all From niggaz hitting the sherman and the passout on the wall From cluckers wanting a hit so bad they let there panies fall Teeth rotten

all my job descript' which is to piss bitches and priest off with this Pop more pills than police officers Arrive at the scene and pull me off of Kim Teeth