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Albums:

Get a Job, Get a Degree, Create Your Own Roadshow (SampleSkitzos) · Get a Job, Get a Degree, Create Your Own Roadshow (SampleSkitzos) · 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) – 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
the 3rd degree
The 3rd to be urgen me, these niggas want to murbed me
They scared of the consequences comin' from my defenses

It ain't that expensive, have
Nice Nice Nice 

Kick 'em in the grill Pete! 
Verse One: Pete Nice 
Gas, past tense, made facially 
3rd Bass'll express, KMD 
Three blind mice
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
The movies that you're makin get the herbalz"
This ain't a Prince Paul loop from The Turtles
It's just 3rd Bass givin y'all the herbalz

	Herbalz in your mouth
was a 3rd Monday
You came along to be the one for me
Now I'm alone

Sittin' here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have
was a 3rd Monday
You came along to be the one for me
Now I'm alone

Sittin here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have
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
was a 3rd Monday
You came along to be the one for me
Now I'm alone

Sittin here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have
'm 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
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
in the 3rd degree
And to the kids you don't wanna be me
I'm up in the mix of action, where niggas wanna kill me
But it's the start of they ending my
was a 3rd Monday
You came along to be the one for me
Now I'm alone

Sittin here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have
The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum
Its quite amazing that you rhyme how you do
And how you shine like you grew up in a shrine in Peru
Question 14,
was a 3rd Monday
You came along to be the one for me
Now I'm alone

Sittin here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have
was a 3rd Monday
You came along to be the one for me
Now I'm alone

Sittin here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have
was a 3rd Monday
You came along to be the one for me
Now I'm alone

Sittin here by the phone
Call and say that you're okay
So that I'll have
management
Man, I'm like the Feds, I bring down your establishment
Under the Rico, I purchased my 3rd quarterly from Bob Cito
Got your block locked like
This on fire right now [this is east, this is west]
3rd degree [what]

(Vast Air Kramer)
Yo, I been nice but you rather put your hat in your sleeve
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
a 3rd consecutive term
A nurse who doesn't do enemas
Permanent henna
a surfer that catches more waves then your current antennae does
Sureā€¦I make it
I want to rock, but you, you dared to roll
I came by your house, but you, you weren't at home
Well, I knock on your door, I hear you beg for more
've got to find the kind of man
Who knows just how to love me 
Don't you know, don't you know
I beg your pardon, what did you say
Well, yeah

If
broken man
Oh broken man, oh yeah, broken man
Early on a Sunday morning
As I was walking on down the lane
Someone said, I beg your pardon
And I was
own way
Would I have to pass you by?

And I don't wanna beg your pardon
And I don't wanna ask you why
But if I was to go my own way
Would I have to pass