Lyrics:
the teasing
You be the baseline yeah for me riddim
This our kingdom, we don't need no rules
Set up anything, amma follow them girl
I just wanna put you
whim that its wealthy clients might express,
Well let them supply me an Exocet missile and a starving Third World child
And I'll tell them the politics
No more cash rules everything around me
Mind over matter fuck your currency
All lies run the world you can't see
Third eye blinded by accessories
the corner, brothers hit (world wide mob figgaz)
Urban legends, dirty third still reppin'
Still double-vest to bum rush your session (world wide mob figgaz)
the corner, brothers hit (world wide mob figgaz)
Urban legends, dirty third still reppin'
Still double-vest to bum rush your session (world wide mob figgaz)
I cock back at bust in the air
Give me space beats with plenty bass drink my hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas
the world leaders follow these simple rules
stop cumulating power inventing it's abuse
When I was a kid daddy told me to be a good boy
Don't lie or beat
ha messiach a god and me ago show yuh who rule yah
Four minutes me ago tek annihilate da fool yah
Bullets like a german luger cause de bible a me tool
was
Like third world you know?
Like, if you ask someone from here like
Where is the third world
They might say "Oh yah man, I know I know
It's the disco
my Hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas hearts
and turn killers into girl scouts works of art
Picasso from the Hydro
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs]
[Ja Rule + (Ashanti)]
Ba-by girl, is you with me? S*** (yes sir!)
Sayin all of that without speakin a word
(I
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs]
[Ja Rule + (Ashanti)]
Ba-by girl, is you with me? Shit (yes sir!)
Sayin all of that without speakin a word
(I
man LAN
World of Warcraft send the sparks flying
I rep for the guilds with skills on Dark Iron
My hardcore crew's got Star Wars moves
The Samurai rules
bounce
Yeah, this a celebration, bounce
D-Town, throw it up
Celebration of life
NYC, throw it up
Smokin' Needles
The whole world, throw it up
BK
games, nigga bust him in the brains (him in the brains)
Third Ward soldier (soldier)
Live it how we get it (how we get it)
Bust 'em if they playin',
outta luck, I called your bluff
So step away from me, you'll get the third degree
In a world full of deception, you gotta learn all the rules but keep one
and enjoy your stay at Foolz World
Yeah
Aye Hello World it's the young leader back to rule the foolish nation
I'll take you on a trip so tune into my foolish
bands Money rule the world Really so you'll never be the man
Standing ten toes thuggin' out by my lonely It used to be niggas
I used to call Homie that's
dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain
And so came the third
dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain
And so came the third
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
you're gonna choose one scared of a fist fight, weak bastard
Can't believe these type of people rule this world
Say they're working for the Lord and yet
life by the rule of three
So I gotta stay true to me
In a world where everybody wanna be something else
I ain’t changing shit so get use to me
Because
I cock back at bust in the air
Give me space beats with plenty bass drink my hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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