Lyrics:
Heart of an underdog
Spirit of a champion
Mind be on synagogue
Watch it how I'm handlin
Tell me what you going through, tell me what you gonna do
Certainly. Happy to see him thriving? Of course! Still wary from the time he threw up on the welcome mat and tracked it through the apartment at the welcome
We let our hair grow to our shouldas
Pictur polorola
And hit the freeway from the rollas
Man laughin wit a mouth full of doja
By the qouta I thought I
niggas can't fade
Third coast
This how we ride in third, blow up serve, blow herb
From lane to lane we grip the grain and 20's chop up the curb
We
If you step to the side you will never get by in a world that runs over you
I will rise to my best when I'm put to the test, I'm unbreakable
There
And banished from the nation
Here it comes again: Discrimination!
And the world watching our reaction
To the 3rd World
Because the stakes are the Third World War
and seek for your purpose
My third eye been peeping the serpents
Give you that raw with no one bleeping the curses
Underdog that bark, he just bite
Blood
invention
By pretending they're a different world from me
I show my responsibility
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
invention
By pretending they're a different world from me
I show my responsibility
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
Underdog underdog where you at
Under the city in the sewer with the rats
Looking up at the folks with the racks
Laying by they table and I'm begging
got the whole crew in the rap
Boutta pop out with a flag nothing but death in my bag
Nothing but death by my hands nothing but love from the man
But
back
Guess guess who's back
Guess guess who's back
Third third world
Guess who's back
Guess guess who's back
Guess guess who's back
Third third world
No more cash rules everything around me
Mind over matter fuck your currency
All lies run the world you can't see
Third eye blinded by accessories
We await the return of the Rock
The world will get rocked
I pray they see this ain't a game
Stop passing the rock
He holds the top stop but
He's
that polished gentleman show. But the
World wants its gunslingers. And if you don't sling then you
End up a bystander. A magnet for bullets, sprayed
From
the mention,
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void.
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain.
Down at the edge, round by
mother gave birth but she really never had me
Left to the hood to play daddy
Raised by niggas named Butch, Scoot or Bae-Bae
With weight so they weigh
gonna do is what you wanna do
Just break the roof, and you see the truth, uh-huh
This is theme of the "G" coming through baby!
Row! Row! Fight the power!
honest by saying you're a goddess
I make you that promise I'm just getting started
By the end of the night bet I'm changing your life with a brand new
I live to see my 21st birthday
Will I Live to told the world what my niggas from around the way
I got dat flava that will save ya
Money hungry
for bucks outweigh one baby girl's health?
Through the cyclone we hit the Third World and found heroes
With nothing but still everything, smiling
the Money, Power and Respect first
All the chips on my shoulder keep my world turning
Knowing you're against me ignites my fire and it's burning
From
[Kaby]
Real rap live from the six one - fuck ya.
I mean my strawberry short cake a real load dumper.
I be the En Vogue lover,
The tone tone toner,
I
the corner, brothers hit (world wide mob figgaz)
Urban legends, dirty third still reppin'
Still double-vest to bum rush your session (world wide mob figgaz)
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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