Artist: Lil Wayne f/ Twista Album: Da Drought Is Over 4 Song: Burn This City Typed by: uneak_won2g08@hotmail.com [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Yeah, stop playin' with me, cannon in my hand And I'll be damned if any man, disrespect me on my land Intercept a nigga plan, in an effective ass nigga I'm the fa fa fireman but I'll wet that ass nigga My desert pump liquor, I'm a special ass nigga No frontin' I'm in front of these extra ass niggas I'm a extra bad nigga, I'm a sideways shooters Open up the Mazaradi, fuck the highway troopers Cause nowadays dudes will run and tell the troopers Cause I hope the same trooper will find you when I lose ya Cause these niggas are talkin' at the side of they madulas Preserve a nigga put his body in a cooler Turn 'em into ice, call me Weezy the jeweler Run up on me boy and get smoked like a hooter Who the fuck wanna get it in ya next break Gasoline on your door steps, fire [Chorus] I'm the fireman, fire, fa fireman, OW You can smoke it up and I'm a put you out Weezy, allergic to winter time, HOT [Verse 2: Twista] Uh, Twista, Cash Money Niggas shook by Twista, lil' Weezyana status, show em heaven(uh huh) Call a reverend, I'm a burn em up like ladder 47, with a mac 11 Try to shoot a baby cart a you with my arsenew, I'm an arsenist(Say what) With a 40 cal with a 50 clip, uh, uh you dont want a part of this(What) ? do ya pop your oblingata, call a doctor Homie your are not Baby, not the Twista and not the Carter(Uh uh) Don't be comin' up to me actin' pity, while I carry glocks to carve ya(yeah) Stop tommorow, you can break my hands I write with my mind, you cant stop the author(yeah) Try to run up on the block, why bother(yeah) I'm a shoot em with the pump Then I go and throw his body in a ditch No one will ever find ya and won't nobody Talk about you cause I'm a real street mobster(No) Ghetto gangstas dont eat pasta Only fuck with the shrimp and the lobster Murder that pussy holy ghed boy, while I'm dressed up like a rasta(papapa) New Orleans and Chi connect, stay burnin' sticky(what) And we gettin scummy Steady gettin' money, thats why I'm up on fifty, shit I only be fuckin' with niggas thats earnin with me If you try, you gon' die, on fire, cause I'm so high Watch how we burn this city [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Ya know, ya know, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah Sicker than a bird flu, i'am the birdman junior And you niggas just bird food, we livin' in a whirlpool You got to eat or get ate and you look like bait Dont you stick one hand over the gate This dog, treat you niggas just like steak Dinner, I'm that nigga take a break My fuck up is a perfect mistake, I'm great Murda, renegade music my flows stupid I'm cold, I spit mucus, I'm tight like suityas Righteous, ruthless, strapped, shoot ya We rich sue us, snitch, leave em Bitch sue us, pushin up Daisies, Roses, Petunias Wakes, funerals, service, communion I'm hotter than a motherfuckin' Hot Boys reunion, Weezy [Chorus]