Boys in the backstreet Tns on my feet I’m that backstreet athlete I’m running with my crew Use ain’t fucking with no spastic Half your crew r fake fucks n All your story’s made up What’s ya fuckin caper I herd ya back on rape bra me n my boys we spitting Straight bars n straight facts I’m running through ya house As I am stacking up my paper Your just another weak gronk That fake ain’t made for you