[Verse 1: Bakarii]
Iced out [?] Bakarii will put your lights out
[?] your watch and chain, all about my rout
I hit the freeway, [?] my prodict, I'm juggernaughtic
They wanna know where I stash [?] my proffit
Pull my rife out, set my scope, and then I snipe out
These n***as pussy, I'm villain, it ain't no doubt
[?] n***as shaken and shivver
[?] n***as break jaws for fun, blaze cribs with guns
Stack ones and hunds
Keep my name off your tongue
They call me villain for life, with the smoke in my lungs
[?] Blood or cuz, but all my villains got gloves
Touch counterfeit n***as, with the butt of my gun
[?] like a rino, when I ride out
[?] bitch n***as, blow they mind out
[?] mac a pimp, my n***as, we throw the dice out
[?] iced out

[Chorus ?]
You can find me in them backstreets
With something sweet in the backseat
On them backstreets
Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets
We hustling [?] backstreets
[?]
You can find me in them backstreets
With something sweet in the backseat
On them backstreets
Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets
We hustling [?] backstreets
[?]
[Verse 2: Bakarii]
[?] send my ninjas out with power rifles
You talking shit, I thought I told you not to fuck with Michael
[?] hustle hard, and never stifle
[?] my business plan, and never fuck with n***as like you
[?] like a rapper man, rap about what he never did
I'm in the backstreets, rapping up the contraband
My shit so poetant, [?] catch a contact
Fuck with my soldiers, [?] provoking, [?] combat
Topple my adversaries, master vision, actionary
[?] tell [?] n***a mackin by the sack I carey
I'm grippin woodgrain, wet paint, black cherry
I'm in them backstreets, mackin on my Blackberry
[?] genetic, you can tell where my section is
I'm a perfectionest, [?]
So fuck a sucker, [?] toe tag to his toes
And send this message to my foes

[Chorus ?]
You can find me in them backstreets
With something sweet in the backseat
On them backstreets
Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets
We hustling [?] backstreets
[?]
You can find me in them backstreets
With something sweet in the backseat
On them backstreets
Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets
We hustling [?] backstreets
[?]
[Verse 3: Dame Dub]
It's a cold world, they say we responsibil
Nobody's invisible, [?] snowman's [?]
[?] a place I can go [?] safe and [?]
[?] optional
I can drive inside the ride, [?] with K's
There's no [?] getting slayed
Here he stand, a man, [?] smoke
Slow folks get promos, [?] ghost
[?] nothing like the [?]
[?] all wild and obnoxious
[?] my hood n***as [?]
When I aproach a good n***a, it's a beautiful thing
[?]
I can't even wash dishes, Macdonalds minemom wage
So I ride with my seat back, behind black tints
This is the diary of [?]

[Chorus ?]
You can find me in them backstreets
With something sweet in the backseat
On them backstreets
Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets
We hustling [?] backstreets
[?]
You can find me in them backstreets
With something sweet in the backseat
On them backstreets
Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets
We hustling [?] backstreets
[?]