Chuki Beats - Dying City lyrics

Smalls Verse - Coming from a dying city, bringing back life Catch me with the fiends on sight at the corner rolling dice b**h I'm coming from the sticks Got a lot of dishes but no water for the rinse Living this life and I'm counting my sins No emergency, just getting these ends Put me in the casket Running through the church, take the dollars out the basket This is straight from the madness (Gunshots)-- Spitting like an automatic, if I want it then I got to have it Me and Patty $aVage laying it down, coming for the crown When I get it now these motherf**ers come around Just another dog out the pound, raw and profound Hit 'em with a little bit of venom on the block Air is cold but the trap stay hot Bars are dirty, clean 'em with a mop I ain't ever gonna stop Got to be careful of that bad news, cause you never had too Watch your back cause of those bad fools Savage out the gate Bringing a jet to a foot race, tell me what you think Got a semi at the waist in case sh** get's out of place Can't see straight cause I just took a laced blunt to the face