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with a dream
But I forged my own path cut through the seam
From the backstreets to the main stage lights
I've been hustling hard every day every night
No

On a ride, we can take a trip and get lit)
Don't call me by my name
You don't know my pain
Muh'fucka
(You could make a turn to the backstreet
While I kick back

I'm known by college grads and then by anyone who all knighted 

Why you so excited? You scarin chicks and grabbin em 

Talkin bout cabbin off

Can't seem to unwind
A little heart and soul
A little rock and roll

I'm a backstreet fighting, no bull surviving son
My wits at full throttle, never back

person, had no idea
Just like that honey flipped three times
With nickels and dimes staking rhymes by the eons
Situation around the way with my women

We see the feds, we gon hit the gas and take the backstreet
Bitch I don't be on insta
If it's smoke then come get at me
Stuff a 3.5 in the wood
It's

I'm glad I took the wrong turn
Now we walk in the summer breeze
And that Carolina sun is behind me And we're hand to hand, walking down a backstreet
But

and it's looking oh so sweet
Tinted windows and I'm rolling down high street
We them boys no, no, no, no, not backstreet
This the life make it count no

2 Live Is Here

2 Live Crew

The Real One [Clean]

1998

baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
          Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
          Bitches know

potrafię liczyć, a po szóste giń
Otwórz ryj, kombinerkami wyrywam ozor
Dziś wymażę cię z historii, by ją spisać na nowo (brudna szloro)

To Czerwony Rum,

amazing
Skin out gonna show my tattoo
So don't be surprised when you see me Walk by

Rocking my dazzey dukes
Denim with the navy blue
Stone watch him cut up

the goodness in my life and then you buried it"

He didn't get a reply
The landline clicked and then he started to cry
The same old dad back in '98
When he

Always looking backward instead of moving forward reminiscing on days gone by in a state of constant mental torture forever wondering

Black car on a backstreet, little me asleep on the back seat
Lulled by street lamps and the blackness in between
My parents' argument picking up

ducking fire nigga
I cannot be scared of hell
I seen the devil he talked to me in my worst frame
Sitting by my bed side
Knowing damn well I ain't want

(Polar Beats
I got 98 problems, but this beat ain't one)
And baby, this a letter to my ex
Feels like I am writing to the dead
And then you wanna go,

moma
Real life crime drama
We come straight from the backstreets to the boulevards
Steal your cash, compromise your credit card
Plus we stimulated by

as you stand by me 

All the typical places 
The original faces 
And we like what we find but we're still in the dark on the backstreet line 
All

I been gone through the backstreets
Bitches on my sack and I ain't rolling wit no bad team
Whatchu know about me hoe don't you fucking AT me 
I'm

it's heat
Riding through backstreets
Play with her
Get beat up by me
Play with ya pussy
Not the motherfucking streets
Fuck around and get beat
Bitches

eating snow crab, I'm in the street like the dope man
We do drive-bys in Mopeds, smoke strong like Popeye, Conan
I beat the pussy up, I just throat jab,

lately[00:36.29]I didn't really mean to lie[00:37.96]I said that I'm okay but I'm just barely getting by[00:40.21]You did a lot of things to me, left with no

word to God
MAC-11, tactical how the way we aim
We don't miss a shot
Brick by brick, like a Lego set
Now we posted up on your block, oh yeah
It's ba ba

Assmilk

Earl Sweatshirt

Bastard

2009

the type to put you down to bring myself up
So when I rape a bitch I hold her down and get my best nut

The reincarnation of '98 Eminem
60 Crip