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Man huh, just shock rock man
Uh it's going down, for the 2000
E.S.G., and my partna Big Moe
Say, we want the whole Dirty 3rd to do this with us
Baby

Murder

Master P

Somethin' for the Whodi's

2001

Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd

of me
Some college students get like 3 degrees and man that's hurting me
If I tried 3 degrees I'd burn out way before the 3rd degree
I never got the first

Hot as fucking mercury 
Flying over 3rd degree uh
cint no black belt this more a burgundy 
Like the blood on leaves or the trees when I murder

eye blind reserve for you
I could be your shining sun 
You could be my number 1

Got my eyes 2 on you
3rd eye blind reserve for you
I could be your

the hurricane i once flunk the 3rd grade
It wasn't a huge parade
Bust my stupid ass outta into little spades
Love hurts
That why I'm addicted to prescription

Drop Yo Top

E.S.G.

H-Town Chronic, Vol. 4

Man huh, just shock rock man
Uh it's going down, for the 2000
E.S.G., and my partna Big Moe
Say, we want the whole Dirty 3rd to do this with us

Let's go
Ay
Born with the flames in my veins, please be cautious
3rd degree burns from the fire I deposit
Claim you wanna change, but you can't

start it independent, never doubt it,
Every sentence, gotta burn the beat to 3rd degree
And I put that on my mama, everybody
To Luigi to my cousins till

its lines' efficiency

But honestly, pleasing people isn't always in my registry
I better be burning verses to at least the 3rd degree
Or else my target

usher on a 3rd degree
I got a hood ratchet bitch and another on her 3rd degree
Even your bitch when y'all walk by act like she don't notice me
Fuck her

deeper than 3rd degree
And you asking me why I leave
I hope me telling my perspective give you some sort of relief
(Check it)
Now you asking why I ain't

startin purposely
Man I swear that shit burn
Talkin 3rd degree
feel like itadori you the curse in me
You hate this shit but you still stay & you plottin

They Schools

Dead Prez

Let's Get Free

2000

And the whole social system
Ever since slavery, know what I'm sayin'?

I went to school with some redneck crackers
Right around the time 3rd Bass dropped

rope I'm Randy I'm Savage B
Oh yea
Flow got no gravity it's a blaze, hear it and get 3rd degree
Fuck if you've heard of me
Diamonds in my wrist watch

kinda hard
Emotions had to toss

Mama raised a Boss
Hustler from the start

Tried to put us out
Got a 3rd job
Trappin played my part

Even tried to rob
I

as fucking mercury
Flying over 3rd degree uh
Aint no black belt this more a burgundy
Like the blood on leaves or the trees when I murder the
Pencil bleed
Write

really unknown so watch yo tone when you speak to me
Cause if you stepping fire you get burnt like it's 3rd degree
No bluffing in my rap, everything I say

instead
On your side of the bed
Misdemeanors, felonies
Giving me the 3rd degree
Why you gotta' be so cold
You know that I am kinda' dumb
My brain's a little

And written with pen
Mightier than sword
Don't hang on every word
Appreciate what you've learned
In this world
Everything's earned
So many turns
3rd degree

on the microphone
I'm scoping 3rd eye strobing mind open sweat streaming
Flesh gleaming best feeling high energy peaking deep meanings
Freak when I see things like

the street
My friend, poor Cherokee Louise

Ever since we turned 13
It's like a minefield
Walking to the door
Going out to get your 3rd degree
And comin' in

Remedy uh
It was healing me uh
You were hurting me uh
Burning me to the 3rd degree
To be honest
I'm well polished
With all love
Look at what I

oouu
Artillery for whoever is huntin' me
Let it burn like 3rd degree, ushered in a new wave
No more common slaves, we're gonna pave the way
Gotta get