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As Cities Burn Petty

s worthy competition everywhere that I go but ain't no messin' with cleveland or chicago Ballin' through the hood in a Murcielago Or Gallardo, or Ferrari, or Diablo As long as

is deadly as slugs Got you swimming in the blood like sea creatures 'Cause you done lit to the land of the lost Where our straps looking as pretty as

Give me the mic and watch me slay them Those lame and illiterate poeticistics pisses me off [unverified] Be missing me with that shit, putting your petty

wit da hot one From the shotgun, catz was close wondered how we got done... [Eve] Yo yo, E-V-E My dogz believe in me Petty thugz hide yo cake,

fat joint. - Soul - in your mental. (soul - in your mental!) We came from the bottom and rose to the top Like the cream in your coffee - burning hot! (burning

red-hand Answerin' niggas, poppin' enemy Drop 'em Me gotta get 'em Kill 'em before they get the coppers on us And you know the bitches want us But as soon as

machetes, petty shit you carry Can't scare me fairy, burn your obituary at the cemetary II to a casket, heads in bread bask', was dead when lead blast And burn

discerning anger hatred and resentment Bet you've gone catatonic yeah right on over the edge" [Guitar solo - Brendt] And the greed of hell Burns like gasoline No ransom for your petty

's Worthy Compitition Everywhere That I Go, But Ain't No Messin' With Cleveland Or Chicago, Ballin' Through The Hood In A Marcialargo, Or Gallardo, Or Ferrari, Or Diablo, As Long As