Burn Us Alive

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

Lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive

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)

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)

Lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive