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Slam,blam ,sleazy Sam.
Grand, slam about a gram.
glam, sham,,prison ham
livin to be dyin in this 
 buck shot,
tick tock, gut rot,
nip tuck
city.
 
What a pity,
Not lookin' all too pretty
down to the nitty.
Ain't a livin to be dyin in this giant 
here's my card.
Ain't nothin but a glass shard
city.

Runnin' two steps behind.
you're flyin blind,
up in a bind,
with no peace of mind,
Makin a livin to be dyin in 
this 
city.

Grand slam,,sketchy scam.
sleazy Sam, Slam bam, 
shank you ma'am.
uber damned
Ain't a livin to be dyin in this giant
Great Scott,
 burnt up
played out,   
what' sup
city.
 
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