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missed your call
I'm skipping through the timeline this time I might
Prove I’m the greatest ever to do it
I’m with Scotty ever since 3rd grade been dynamic

hard
None of you bitches can get bars
Coz none of you bitches have got heart

Apparently you never heard of me
This is some murdering up on the 3rd

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

kilowatts

Sit back watch that I murk the scene 
Shits burnt get close cop a 3rd degree
I've been fucked off, left and cut to bleed
Since when did I say

make music for a check
I do tht shit for the feels 
Niggas losing cuz my point of view,
It come from the Hills 
3rd eye open, so you see it on the back

said bye
Now I’m chillin smoking weed with the most high
I gotta headache from opening my 3rd eye 
Looked in the mirror & I told myself don’t cry
Next

missed y'all gone I'm skipping through the timeline
This time I might prove that I’m the greatest to ever to do it
I’m with Scotty since 3rd grade been

with a limp and my dick lengthy
So is the clip in  my Glock
Heard 3rd times a charm
Just might put a whole brick in my arm

For them nights, I would

Through my 3rd eye
I soak it in and I reply
Grant me freedom from these shackles
And safety upon my travels
Leave these demons
That I battle
Stuck upstream

I've Got This Feelin' That Everythings Gonna 
      Be Alright Now

3rd Verse:
      And If you ask me how I'm feelin  guess 
      I'm really still

to
Cause in your heart you know what God promised you

3rd Hook:

3rd Verse
We’re tired of being killed
Innocent blood spilled
On these streets by police

hurt but you were hurting me
complicated shit that we waded through
young kids in love feels like murder in the 3rd degree

yea, swear i wish i could

FREESTYLE ABILITY
BURNING MC'S TO THE 3RD DEGREE AND YOU CAN'T SEE ME CUZ
OF MY INVISIBILITY I REWORD MY LYRICS QUESTION YOU LIKE MAGAZINES
GET IN YOUR

speaks to me through my 3rd eye
I soak it in and I reply
Grant me freedom from these shackles
And safety upon my travels
Leave these demons that I battle

gotta know that time is a race
You only get one chance for first place
Just set a good pace and maintain ya own lane
You know im 3rd Fanga gang
Give

so fond of me
Few weeks later then done with me
The time is lining up perfectly
I'm heating up like 3rd degree
The block is hot
Cool him off? Probably

trees 
Like a referee
In the winner circle
And we never take defeat
Murder on the scene 
Like the flow is 3rd degree
God blessed me like I sneezed

Ain't

get ya bros
And make sure
That you da only son

Look into da mirror
Tell me what you see
A bitch nigga
Bitch made to da 3rd degree

And I can fuck with

half a school against me a grade away from my senior year
Back in the 3rd to 6th grade, I was just a blonde kid
Trying to fit in, but then I moved

Gun Smoke

Soulja Slim

The Streets Made Me

2001

guts when shit gets real
Blood spills on tha curbs of dat 3rd
Killa connection train to serv, Magnolia niggas words
Why's dat? they say uptown's a cut

Tae the 3rd Tae the 3rd
Know your worth know your worth
Life is gonna come at come at your sideways 
But you should know how much your really worth

to the touch like 3rd degree, ohhh weee 
I guess my good just wasn’t good enough
New house, new car, I bought you all new types of stuff 
In the end, your true

and tickle, you have been warned
One false move and it's 3rd degree burns!

Set fair for an English Summer
Then back to work in the pouring rain
As luck would

You not dealing with kids
You ffff with real gangsta
Don't mess unless
You want to suffer the consequences
Don't make me catch 3rd degree
I don't want