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I can still smell your smoke all over my sheets 
I can still feel your touch on my skin like a burn in the 3rd degree 
You were meant to be adored by

speak fact
That's just who I am
Kill you in the 3rd degree
I'm just giving you a few
Minutes of poetry
I'm just giving you a few
Minutes of poetry
I'm

Turnin on you
You turnin on me
Started out was family
I aint turn on you
You turned on me
Took my heart thats robbery
Criminal shit 3rd degree
You can't

Think we can all agree
Fuck the generational curses
& kudos to us for breaking barriers passing the 3rd degree
This here aint nothing new to me
Been

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

wishing big, timmy turner
said i can't buy a queen i gotta earn her
nigga you touchin me, 3rd degree murder(STOP)
genuinely concerning
it's really a burden,

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

pray at the altar 
Less you gettin stung by my
Zanpakuto
I suggest that you start running 
Cause otherwise I be gunning 
You better respect 
Cause in two

Mafi D ain't playing games
Why he talking in 3rd person? Cause Derrick don't talk to lames
Got my bitch fucked by a nigga it's coo I played it same

on my knees 
And I needed saving 
3rd degree 
Burns on me
And I'm still obtaining 
Fuck wit me
We gone see
If he still standing 
Walk in 3 
One be me

on goals lionel messi
Guap a burn you with a chop black belt 3rd degree
Savv and dollaz out the window letting it fly with ease
Since day one I kept one up

lungs
I'll run i'll run i'll run
Things get harder it's not you it's me
I gotta keep pushing to the 3rd degree and
My heart was yours it's yours now it's

heater I’m toating it’s making Him heavenly
Lemon squeeze hop out the car give Him 3rd degree
Running him down give a fuck Where a nigga be
Ayy
Blow on who

the city where niggas a burn you no 3rd degree so if you aint bout peace then keep your words from me they say forgive and forget yeah that sounds like a bet

ain't mall santas we don't
Want the flash photography
Murder in 3rd degree
Hurt her with the words i speak
You a little pussy
Wanna fight me? get thru my

but
Read please
A necessity
Unlike that 3rd degree
Which costs you more money
Than you well ever see
Stealing all of your energy
While owning rights

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

I can feel shame over me 
(I believe you know just what you're doing now)
And I know it burn like 3rd degree
Yeah, yeah
But how she move can make

Keep Up

Dark Lotus

The Opaque Brotherhood

2008

stand the heat
'Cause it's comin' out the kitchen givin' burns 3rd degree
Get you ace bandages and alo vera for the barbeque
The closer to the Lotus

YOU CAN YAB ABOUT YET ANOTHER 3RD EYE OPENER

PEEP GAME PING PRECISION PEDDLE PROSE
KNOW YOUR PLACE IN THE SPACE OF THE SACRED CIRCLE

HIP HOP PUT ME

Living lavish
Stacking cabbage
Need a challenge
Tell the masses
Who fuck wit me
Honestly
Burning niggas
3rd degree
Now Take a knee
Calin Kapernick
I’ll

turn me a 3rd degree son
You'll need to switch up me college season
A free sum  before I leave pre dumb
A free slum of before cum is pre cum
Yum cecum,

pulled the belt out Nigga 
Swing at me that's 3rd degree like burn out Nigga
I rap for the cause I rap for the art, you rap for what 
I'm tryna make it

you
Lessons learned in my brain you taught me 3rd degree
Losing you was painful enough ain't nobody else hurting me
Janet Cora I'm a scorer RIP grandma