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never
Make you weep
We align girl you just like me
We align girl you just like me
We align girl you just like me
But It's back to streets
Backstreet boy
I

Baby say she can see the moon
She blinded by the stars in her room
But tell me what you want, tell me what you want
Cause all I want is lust, huh

ass, gone move for the cash
Got racks in the back
Yeah hunnids of stacks
Told em get right, or hurry get back
We shoot it one time, we spraying with MACs

it that way like I'm backstreet
Never did worry bout what's goin on the other side
Live my life every day like I'm down to die
Win or lose baby yea

it that way like I'm backstreet
Never did worry bout what's goin on the other side
Live my life every day like I'm down to die
Win or lose baby yea

UNION SQUARE 
By Tom Waits (1985 Jalma Music, ASCAP)

Well, time is always money,  
For the boys on Union Square. 
You can bust your ass 'till

Backstreet, yeah I serve 'em back-back
Yeah pull up I'm loaded
These niggas talkin' too much, 'cause commotions
Thirty round on me, on your bitch I'll expose

want to match me?
I think, I'm coming back like backstreet, stop me
I'm just trying to make it go away
I'm just trying to make it go, go, go, yeah
You

gotta listen
I'm just bringing back the hope it's Obama written
Time to rewrite all this legislature
People telling me yo the heavens made ya
Not a token

poured out cabernet
Yea! No rambo
But I cut through ears like Van Gogh
From the backstreets to the Bando
All through the hierarchy no Maslow
They talk

to your church with the Backstreet Boys

I know, I know
Why do you hate my guts so
You think you lead your own way but all you do is follow
You're convinced

right 
You hear them niggaz coming ya heart be pumpin wit fear right 
Yes yo boy be double B jumping, they catch me, yeah right 
They gone see resilience

It's kind of ironic
Roll up the chronic tree
Hennessy, let's see, can you get like me?
White tee, LA fitted, roamin' the backstreet
Back trunk, chopper

patience?
I’ve got too many questions
To be thrown a maybe
You make it so hard
All this back and forth
Now I got no time
Cause I really know my worth
Even

Streetlights passed by at the backstreets
Closed eyes so high at the backseat
I wish I knew what it takes to be happy
Other than the molly, come on lay it on me

relate, we had crack in our gutters
Look at you niggas, don’t know how to feel
Don’t fake on the 5, boy that shit is for real 
I pour the activist right in

the backseat
Now y'all really try at me ?
Bro got the drop
I asked if he's sure ?
It's 4AM right in Hackney

Verse :
Got the mask on
All night
You can tell you

Beckett
Ayy ayy come back and back your boy he's in danger with his opps them
They call it wrong to me to me it's real to me no capping
Don't come too close

for a
Bum
Now yo ass right back
Why you telling me to leave
Then yelling for me
To come back
Say this dick you dont need
Than text me
You want it bad

My whole life I did wrong, I'ma make it right
I used to trust all my soul, I can't lay a night
I'm on my knees, I'm askin' God, can he hold me tight

school
I went to school high
Kicks on my feet are the maxies
Hittin' legs avoidin' 12 through the backstreet (Backstreet)
2 Zk's and 1 pole 4 bros
And all

on the backstreet in the rain and the snow
Ball on these bitches I don't check the score
I'm high all the time, bitch I might do the most
Cop me a pj I'm hitting

Woke up in the mornin hit ma knees & had to pray 
Ghetto bird already up it's finna be a long day ain't got time to play w 12 I'm on backstreets all

saying right now must seem like gibberish
The way we all out here staring Gormless like a fish
Like ya boy has got no brain
It's insane
The way I would've