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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
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
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
back down my family tree
Its been with me since my first LP
2nd LP I was sittin in court
3rd LP I was trapped in the belly of the beast, got it back
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
to the muthafuckin dogg house

Picture me ballin' (ballin')
3rd world hustler out the ghetto of New Orleans
Some say life is like a fairy tail (fairy tail)
See me and G been rapping since the 3rd grade
And I don't give a damn what none of y'all say
We bout the only group that deserve to get paid
So roll
and Twin from Elements of Change are there 
And I'm there for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd Rail 
I'm there for Aztlan Nation 
I got your back Leftside Sim 
the love from coast to coast 
HereĆ¢??s the dose of editing:
My only enemy's inside of me 
Trying a lot of me but my degree's in the anatomy 
Of thoughts
Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family
By any means, your enemies my enemies
We wet them up like a canteen
The yellow tape surrounds
we gone see what it is 

What you in for  everything under the sun 
Recently  got me first degree wit a hot gun 
That's my third strike  so Xzibit
is my ghetto symphony
Shout out to my fam and my homies, we making history
Never had a degree, but the streets made me a sicker breed
Every day
Hopped in the Granada, he's impressed by the beat I got 
His name is "hay-zoos" but his pimp name is "gee-zus" 
Slapped a hoe to pieces with his plastic