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South Park Mexican - Burn Us Alive lyrics
f/ Grimm, Happy Perez [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 Spend so much cash they call me Mean Joe Green On the protein caught a case of bullplein 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 motherfuckers you'll know what I mean A cut from my G's it means nothing to me To turn my bitch out and let em' fuck 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 fuck 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 deep 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'll know when I am 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 decisions, we swishin' is you thinking of being See wearing this or that can be something you claim You put in all in one thing and be described as your name Again the do's and don'ts Make sure you know what you swish Sprays of family get your love treat your hoe like a bitch It's the ups and downs of the lives that we live Some niggas fucking around so 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 every bait is covered And break the 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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