Teksty:
As Cities Burn Made Too Pretty

pretty you can tell 'em it's not this [Chorus] [Yelawolf] ? I believe it's too hard dont reach for the dogs who believe the facades don't reach too

kicks Money gets low in the street yo Tough times nickels thats bigger than dimes, you know the flavor Ruff neck city ain't nothin sweet kid ain't nothin pretty

and yell louder. I see a city on a hill, I see the only way to be filled, mighty rushing wind around us, Holy Spirit burn within us. [Chorus:] Burn. Burn. Burn

be followed by anyone else At times I'm scared to kick a second verse after myself As I proceed, followers take heed I made many men bleed, I made hairlines

City You pack your bags And you move to the city There's somethin' missin' here at home You fix your hair And you're lookin' real pretty It's time to

to burn something I'll do my dirt and when I [?] never pay it back I'm dealing with it and never take it The candys back the city never [?] [?] take a

to burn something I'll do my dirt and when I [?] never pay it back I'm dealing with it and never take it The candys back the city never [?] [?] take a