Lyrics:
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
all once more
Push the button
Light up the heavens for a third world war
Turn on on the lights
Stand by cameras
Watch the ratings soar
Push the button
warriors, we warriors
Now come into my world and you can see that we are more then thugs
We more then thugs, more then thugs, more then thugs
With just
an eighth, beam me up and land me in space
I'ma sit on top of the world, and shit on Brandy and Mase
I'm more than ill, scarier than a white journalist
In
an eighth, beam me up and land me in space
I'ma sit on top of the world, and shit on Brandy and Mase
I'm more than ill, scarier than a white journalist
In
No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best
bit motherfuckers
Say hello...
I.K.P., (this is for yall) Phi-Roze, uhhh
cs the world goes by
I don't know why but everybody gotta die some time
cs
the crabs and claws
Masses poor fluid money be lackin while you're relaxin more
Word interaction i work in a ration word here's a fraction off,
A third of my
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
great living up here
If you want my opinion
#Take a look around you at the World we've used to know
Does it seem to be mutch more than a creazy circus
by the third try
And some of y'all still judge me by my worst nights
Got the spotlight feeing like a searchlight
But I'm not running from it, this my
along the way
First little fortune that I made I
Instantly lost on the stock market
The second I got cheated
By my business partners
It's only the third
chance
and a third, and a fourth, maybe more
This love is one like none other I have felt before
Follow the star, the Lord has been born
I am coming with
Open up the third eye
I got the birds eye
View from the top shit is aerial
This is the third time
In for a hearse ride
Awaiting to arrive for my own
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
hot
My first shot, my bird hot, by the third shot
Curved the THOT, the thirst real but her purse not
My attitude is out the world, I'm a star
Plus
Save me! Save me, save me!
Save me! Save me, save me!
I'm going down, down for the third time
I'm going down, down for the third time
Drowning
I’ve found my place
A galaxy of dreams where nothing’s the same
Synthwave take me away
Into a world where time stands still
Neon lights, they glow so
nigga 'round, they saying greatness is my tendency
No such thing as sympathy, more money, my remedy
Pockets on, heavy D, bitch I'm hot, third degree
the Third World
I only know that it is my world
Maybe someday it can be our world
Can you imagine one world, one world
My heart it hurts more than my
less
I held you close to me one time I kissed your lips and called you mine
But another came and thrilled you more I guess
I cried as you walked out
the budget
I'm gangster, let the 40 cal blow in public
More hatred inside my soul than 'Pac had for Delores Tucker
Every time one of my niggas get shot,
to the Third World War
I'm more than a man, I'm more like an entity
Back on the block, and this time my identity
Is the Dude
Ba-ba-ba-back on the
Ba-back
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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