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Pure Clarinet Magic: The Magic of the Clarinet in All Its Glory (Hutchinson, Hutch) · 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 »


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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 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
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
I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy
(A 3rd Outlaw)
Shorty I lend my hand out ta help ya
Loss soul looking for shelter, on the late night
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
sword mince a wimp twelve gauge
any day my son, I don't like guns
I don't like roses that I step on for fun
in the first place, 3rd Bass?  I'm at home
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
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
M p I'm a 3rd ward n**** so f*** y'all n****z
Magic I'm a 9th ward n**** so f*** y'all n****z
Snoop I'm a long beach n**** so f*** y'all n****z
M p
badly, baby girl just like daddy
(A 3rd Outlaw)
Shorty I lend my hand out ta help ya
Loss soul looking for shelter, on the late night accept ya
Treat
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
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
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
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
BIATCH! 
(Chorus come in low and gets louder) 
That means you bitch 
3rd ward, nightward nigga 
No Limit, cause I'm in it 
Nigga Ke'Noe, again
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
of love in the first degree

You want it all right... we're goin' in style
Say you walk right - you talk right - and your hair's so wild
Snow-white -
of love in the first degree

You want it all right... we're goin' in style
Say you walk right - you talk right - and your hair's so wild
Snow-white -
Ain't nobody fucking with me
First degree murder, you can get your degree
Motherfucker
And you ain't gotta wonder 'bout me wonder woman
Tune gonna
it was me, sunburn in the third degree
Now the calendars just one page
Of course I am excited
Tonight's the night but I've set my mind
Not to do
of love in the first degree

You want it all right... we're goin' in style
Say you walk right - you talk right - and your hair's so wild
Snow-white -
the third degree
Now the calendars just one page
Of course I am excited
Tonight's the night but I've set my mind
Not to do too much about it
(Christmas is
No, this time it was me,
Sunburn in the third degree.

Now the calendar's just one page
And, of course, I am excited
Tonight's the night, I've set my
Light, neofight, spit
On the cross from a pit
And I look
And I behold a pale horse
Forty-Second degree, mind in the source
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