They didn't know

Get throwed

Get toast

Do the most

Cleanse my soul

Get it how we livin

Getting my bread up

Im tore up from the floor up

We out here gettin fucked up

We don't give a fuck

What you know bout that dirty South livin

Some of that good southern corn bread

You didn't know

Half raised down south so we ain't built the same

I stay real you like to play the game

I started with Jesus and he laid the bricks for fame

That's why I I'm ready to carry his word and if you disturb my peace my holy father has gifted me the license to carry a piece

I keep the heat on me

Fuck around and you will see

It ain't no game

You didn't know

Get throwed

Get toast

Do the most

Cleanse my soul

Get it how we livin

You ever been walkin alone

In the middle of the night

Turn the corner and have to fend for your life

Felt the blunt of a cold knife

Listen

They don't know

About the way it is

Down in the stix

They quick to pop off and bust open your lip

You better listen to this

Don't get caught in the mix

Niggas don't play down in the dirty

So many homies locked away

They in the pin serving life or a thirty

Down in the dirty

It matters if your black or white

If you don't represent

It'll be your turn to fight

And you will fight

Or fight for your life

You ready to lose your life

They didn't know

Get throwed

Get toast

Do the most

Cleanse my soul

Get it how we livin

Get throwed

Get toast

Do the most

Cleanse my soul

Get it how we livin

Let's get it

Cleveland Texas

Represent

Them Southern hood rats

Mongrol

They didn't know