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drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped

drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped

3rd row of da crowd on dat bitch
Not an ounce of dat weak subordinate doubt as i drip
Hard work sweat tears and knowledge 
Chaos anger in my blood

the classes
From the day I choose this route
Not a single soul showed me how
Self made
I been high
Since 3rd grade
A little mental I agree
The world died in 90

damon tk uriah pack until I'm geeked
I been in the streets and still drop songs like every week
Pull up to my english class it's 3rd floor 25 b
Hallway b

3rd eye on
What it is what it ain't
Everything wrong is in the picture you paint
Yellow tape the scene cuz you scared what you say
No weapon out but you

everything leave my body. It was a new beginning.

3rd Chorus: (Leezola Smith)
Never be afraid to stand alone for what you know and believe the Lord is calling

billion years, but now I'm ready
4.5 billion years until the 3rd planet was birth
About 2 million years until the first humans roamed Earth
Then

Do My Thang

Raw Fusion

Live From the Styleetron

1991

if you was there, then you know that we got buck
So now you know, I gotta say what's up
To Big Daddy Kane, 3rd Bass and KMD
MC Lyte, 2 Live

the difference between me and you
I just do what I please

(Do what I please, 3rd Lan3)
I've just been stackin' my doubts, uh
And ridin' around in the nighttime

To my fucked up self image
My mom and dad come from a village
Me and my cousins from the city
I spend 10 years in a 3rd world coun tary
Girls at the club

of dirt buts it so worth the birth 
I can see it 3rd eye 
Till the tail end of time 
These fables will rhyme 
Gravity they'll defy 
Cause I'm soaring so

a yours
Cause u a the 1st and not the 3rd
That is not absurb
Anything you asked fah that yours
Handbag, the jacket, the purse
Can you be a nurse
Can you

A real man puts his family 1st 
Rolling with my brothers never put that  2nd or 3rd
They we're eating we was hungry plus dying of thirst.
Coming up

Just one more mile.
C                               G                              C
In the end / It’s the journey makes you smile  (Repeat 3rd time)

at night insomniac 
3rd leg gassed out, it's only the beginning 
How You a runner and can't go the distance 
How you banging for the hoes who's distant 
How

side of my brain
Try not to stumble alright
A bit fragile never been sumeone to fight
Its my 3rd year I prefer to be cuddling the mic
Cuting off ties

Superstars
We align 
3rd coast
Central time
We behind
Texas made
Read the sign
Read the fine print

I don't even want it
If it ain't as real you
world at my

down like dominos, so stoned off grade A, the honor roll
And I pour up fours in my styrofoam, that 3rd coast shit that I be on
Blow sour here no cowards

when the cops come
Who cares what the pig meant when he mentioned our pigment
Mandatory break when partying in 3rd shift 
When those boars split and get

of 3rd Dimension never been for me
It's never been for me
Take me to the galaxy 
Hopefully likely probably i 
Unite with cosmic families 
cin't tryna be

ain't forming no habit
Shifting down road it ain't no automatic
Fell on my own hands filled with some callous
Plenty known capping
We ain't just living by

hoopty
But I’m bubbling like the curry pot
Gearing up for the 3rd quarter
Somebody make some room for us
From New York City all the way down to Tallahassee

West Coast leftin
Dirt road steppin
How we crept in
Don’t ask questions
3rd world revolutionaries
Its your karma no confessions

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