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by the code but
That's a lost art 

Dese boys oop Shyt
Pop Shyt
But on Narc Shyt

Da code of the streets 
Dun turnt into an illusion

My 3rd eye on yo

to New York
Slay on the 3rd I be gon by the 4th
Shorty she French got me whippin the quiche
I let her whisper my government chill
Play wit that thang put

McGuyver 
Try to preach the truth from the books to the 3rd eyer
Police kill a nigga judge just give him high five
The synagogue of sinners
Cross burning by

made my stomach turn
But by the 3rd time 
I was cool and calm eating gummy worms
I wanna get a little deeper 
But da nigga got people and they might send

your top three like Jordan going 3rd
Niggas drop me in the pot and let me cook up like coke
Took my time with the wrist and that's why I’m so dope, Feel

hear me going Ku, on this beat, with my flow
Sophomore year I had a speech competition
Went nutz 
Placed 3rd
Flew up in a big bird
Did a show
Play my

perspiration
Certainly I have made it 
Bare witness
Gracious
I say good God almighty
Possibly prophecy
That 3rd eye vision only I could see 
Shown that true

with blind eyes
I see with 3rd eyes
I hang with left eye
I don’t bicker over females
You can ask your girl
Who the best guy is
Don’t forget who you call

money no negotiation
3rd eye I see ya hatin' (I see ya)
Name a nigga that got mo' money than me I'll give you a million (A milly)
Name a bitch that I

slaw
Post up with my homies, downtown 3rd street, we be clowning at Von's
You might catch me in town for the Grand Prix, drinking brown at the bar
I'm

you know I make snow
I be going from the 1st and that 3rd
We be posted right there on dat curb
It don't snow in Miami we got that snow in Miami
Country

the sock dodging the narcs
Made sales behind 80 right there on park
Lex Ave for the train ride 3rd ave where u spend cake
Come across my board walk
That a be

common
Niggas rather hate than see a youngin thumbing
Never trust a soul or a fake ass promise
From them 3rd party niggas that be right behind ya
I was

Cause you ain't looking at me Wright
By the 3rd avenue Tommy gun rounds took flight
Me at a graveyard is an everyday sight
Either praying or I'm creeping

Ableton force closed
Vibes thrown off like a whores clothes
Too many opps and doors closed
I open thy 3rd eye
Release disguise, release these guys
More than

what is your reason, people be scheming 
This shit is a cold world
And the US lookin 3rd world 
Can’t even describe it, be killed or be violent, 
they

motivate
Open your 3rd eye let it Elevate
Find your balance get your Craft straight
Always proofread my craft Maintenance
Cant stop rapping lately
Visions

a nigga
Even think about
Touching me
I might catch
A 3rd degree
On the scene
Murder charges
Only thing
I ain't beat
If he think
He got heart
Then I'm

For U and Me 
      Teamwork make a Dream Work KING !!!

3rd Chorus: 
       Whoooo
       I Have A Dream / I Have A Dream 
       Do U Have A Dream / U

for the burbs
They want me a bird, separate myself couldnt fuck wit them worms
But Still gotta chirp
Fone boomin from the 1st to the 3rd
Hadda go reup

shake no hands with em
Bitches hold me back so I need to make no plans wit em
Let her suck me off and then I pass her to mans n em
Beefing wit the 3rd

a 3rd of your life on sleep that couldn't be me
Sleep for the weak gotta stay on that grind I'm just keeping it G
First step to make it out the hood is

taking care of what I didn't see
It ain't been fair but I did the least
Hard to care I seen ya energy
3rd Carter
Writing my first now turned martyr
It can

gonna say

They better not fuck with me
No explanation please
It's Tara Lee
I'm giving you 3rd degree
I'm with that fuckery
Bitch please
I might just