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The 3rd Storee (3rd Storee) · Why Dont You Try Me(Best Of) (Ry Cooder) · A Chain Dont Take to Me (Bob Luman) · I Dont Believe in Miracles (Colin Blunstone) · Baby Dont Get Hooked on Me (Ace Cannon) · Look But Dont Touch [#1] (Skin) · If the Flames Dont Kill Us (A Jealousy Issue) · Dont Fear the Reaper/On Your Feet or on Your Knees (Blue Öyster Cult) · Dont Waste Your Time (Kelly Clarkson) · Hey Girl Dont Bother Me (Anthology) (The Tams) – and 90 other albums »


out 3rd Storee breaken out on that ??. Yes
Time to have some fun
There's a party around the corner 
And you can go if you wanna 
Step on by 
Itz gonna
goal
3rd Bass settin' soul in the hole

Yo man, why don't you give me the pole man?
Why are you freezin' me out?
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you
Let yesterday be yestarday
Don't let us go to for what happened yesterday
On the backseat of your car
It was the 3rd of September
When I meet you
Suddenly it's ringing in my ears
Why is it now I don't wanna be here
I feel like flow in that clock at the wall
God, how I wish that this dream would go
Verse

(pain) Days go by
They last so long
She's still tired
She wants to go home

I can't let her get away
I promise one day
She'll pray for me
she was third row center coolin'
She was cold

Last note of the last song
House lights up they came on
When I looked she was gone
It was a 3rd row
gone
It was a 3rd row heartbreak

People think our life is easy
'Cause they think we've got it made
But we're living underpressure
Just to be
Gorged on speed and bitter words
Found ourselves on be and 3rd

One more time
Feast and fast, burn and crash
Couldn't seem to make it last
You stole
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
are
Oh oh
Everywhere you are
Oh oh oh

It's 3rd back again
And I need you baby like oxygen
If I start from 10 telling you how I feel
By the time
and momma gotta go strip
Okay, tomorrow?ll be a better day

Ya out speedin' wit the white and ya see the blue lights
And ya on ya 3rd strike so the judge say
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
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
the Illuminati stripped us of Bohemian growth
Burning 3rd degree free masons of old the American Chapter, "the skull and bones"
The matrix sign of the sacred
and momma gotta go strip
Okay, tomorrow?ll be a better day

Ya out speedin' wit the white and ya see the blue lights
And ya on ya 3rd strike so the judge say
Me
Come Ride Through These 3rd Row's, 
And Let Me Show Ya How I Puttin' In Work Goals
The 4-4 Bulldog Small Enought To Fit In A Nigga Boot
So It's
confused about a lot of things, but not with my fate
So I'm depending on your holy ghost to guide me the way
See I'm a sinner in the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid
and couldn't write
This occurred and happened pretty much all my life
So by the 3rd time I just laughed at em and rocked the mic
It just happened to make me work
Me
Come Ride Through These 3rd Row's, 
And Let Me Show Ya How I Puttin' In Work Goals
The 4-4 Bulldog Small Enought To Fit In A Nigga Boot
So It's
keep fucking wit me
You must be rushing to die
So you better decide
'Cause it's better to ride
I'm 2 slots after the 3rd dead or alive
You can give me
in the U.S.A.
Too Short baby don't even play
Woofers in the trunk, blasting the beat
I cross the bridge and hit 3rd street
Years ago, I rocked that
and momma gotta go strip
Okay, tomorrow?ll be a better day

Ya out speedin' wit the white and ya see the blue lights
And ya on ya 3rd strike so the judge say
the drop son
3rd the king of cloverland, Slim thug is the boss son
Paul Wall made me the hardest grill I done bought for
For a 100 K ,a 100 carat Paul
after big banks 
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in combats 
My comrades is dealas and killas with TRU tats 
Never gave a fuck bout no hoes or no riches
Chris]
Now by the 3rd verse it's way hotter
We wide open she dropped it down low
With her hips and her thighs rolling I noticed
That can't nobody do it