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A Guy Is a Guy (Doris Day) · London Social Degree (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Third Degree (Johnny Winter) · Latitude 40 Degree (Nicolas Matar) · Hits in the First Degree (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Third Degree (Wiu Jazz Studio Orch) · Nth Degree [Karaoke Version] (Morningwood) · Sampling the Future: Second Degree (Eli Star) · 4th Degree Burn (Slapshock) · Get a Job, Get a Degree, Create Your Own Roadshow (SampleSkitzos) – and 90 other albums »


degree
And comin' in you get the 3rd world war

Tuesday after school
We put our pennies on the rails
And when the train went by
We were jumpin' round
hataz hate to the 3rd degree 
They say I'm too gutta homie for TV 
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see 
But I'm the new owner of these
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
haters hating
I'm 3rd degree say I'm to gutta homie 4 T.V.
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see
But I'm the new owners of these fucking
Me and Billy Joe Taylor joined each other at the hip
I loved him like the brother I never had
He was my go-to-guy on 3rd and 10, made me look good
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
You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon
Leave your head rest maroon
Drunk heavy in the side street saloon
Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd
if you don't respect
You know I'm from the 3rd bitch
You gone by casualty bitch
I'ma soldier

(mia x)
Rounding up my soldiers
Scooping up my warriors
guts when shit gets real
Blood spills on tha curbs of dat 3rd
Killa connection train to serv, Magnolia niggas words
Why's dat? they say uptown's a cut
even believe it but that's OK
On the microphone I fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions, I tell you what I see
Cold concrete
no friends for to go my bail they slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail 
Into the courtroom my trial began where I was handled by twelve
There was a girl I used to know
She was oh so beautiful
But she's not here anymore
She had a college degree
Smart as anyone could be
She had so much
There was a girl I used to know
She was oh so beautiful
But she's not here anymore
She had a college degree
Smart as anyone could be
She had so much
just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year

Calendar picture, frozen landscape
Chill this room for twenty-four days
Evergreens, sparkling
work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock

People said John was a slacker cause
I'm called the Mad Scientist Extra P
About to set up shop and drop this next degree
On the masses, yeah it's the live guy with glasses
of Christmas cheer
I just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year

Calendar picture
Frozen landscape
Chill this room for twenty-four days
accumulating
And by doing this we'll go real far
Because 2 Live is what we are

We're highly publicized and advertised
Our music's in your ear, our face in your
than a criminal is one that's petty
Go to jail to get large
He's doin life - what's his charge?

Murder
In the first degree
That's what you get
A different caliber of MC
This track is filthy, word to o.j., you make me feel guilty
Of first degree sound boy murder
Unlike anything out of l.a.
[defari]
A different caliber of mc
This track is filthy, word to o.j., you make me feel guilty
Of first degree soundbwoy murder
Unlike anything
cups of Christmas cheer,
I just need to catch my breath,
Christmas by myself this year.

Calendar picture, frozen landscape,
Chilled this room for
just need to catch my breath;
Christmas by myself this year

Calendar picture. Frozen landscape,
Chill this room for twenty-four days.
Evergreens.
gonna work? You know you owe me too much to stop." 
John said, "I got a little workin' to do but I ain't goin' by your clock."
People said John was
the drinker 
Misunderstood to make the ordeal linger 

They label me a problem child who can't cope 
Hangin' by a thread  yes a very thin rope 
Inevitably