Burn Us Alive Lyrics

[South Park Mexican]
Wizard of oz. at the age of 14
In New Orleans I met my first dope fiend
A rock and roll king, but this was no dream
Make so much cash they call me Mean Joe Green
On the pro team caught a case of broke clean
Money to be made when my cell phone ring
Sip codine hoes say I'm so mean
When my niggas freestylin' bout the same old thing
Cuz I'm serving the white and smoking the green
All the real motherf*ckers sure know what I mean
A cut from my G's it means nothing to me
To turn my bitch out and let em' f*ck her for free
Cuz I know you, and you know me
I got niggas that'll front me two whole keys
True homies that learn to survive
Lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive

[Chorus]
Lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive [4x]

[Grimm]
I remember way back way back in the day (day)
Used to be broke now this rap shit pays me
Ugh, me and Los had a million dollar scheme (what?)
Platinum, at the age of 17
But that ain't shit (nigga) and I don't give a f*ck
Used to roll around in a beat up pickup truck
Used to sit back blow a sweet sip drank
But lost my niggas but I'm still stuck in the D game
Hustlin' all night, keeping your money tight
You think you blow us up and everything gonna be alright
Man, kiss my baby make the game my wife Don't make me cock my shit and put one in your life
You trying to take this because you hate this (bitch)
You don't know what I went through just to make this (bitch)
And man believe me homie, nigga I'm a survivor
(lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive)

[Chorus]

[Happy Perez]
Now is you in or out, can't be caught in between
So quick decision, which position is you thinking on being
See wearing this or that can be something you claim
You put it all in one thing it be described as your name
The game of do's and don'ts
Make sure you know which is which
Friends of family get you love treat a hoe like a bitch
It's the ups and downs of the lives that we live
Some niggas f*cking around some with their wife and their kid
A lot of give and take, nobody said that it'd be easy
The cheddar ain't always cheesy, the wind ain't always breezy
Believe me from here to there and back
It's all the same like making cane turn to crack for stacks
And black jacks to craps everything is covered
Been breaking bread with my brothers
But can't forget my mother
She told me live and die by everything you try
(and lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive)

[Chorus]
Lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive [2x]

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