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Awakening wonder
(Repeat Chorus after second verse, then go down to 3rd verse)
(Repeat Chorus after third verse)
Once I met a man who knew where he was
I touch you 
You wake
All the love that we've been making
I can not believe that its goin' on the 3rd day
No need for a clock
'cause baby girl
I go into and out of the fog  And that's why I live with my dog / Instrumental bridge / 3rd Verse Men oh, men oh, oh men I've known too many
a spiritual math
Add soul to the science and subtract the riff-raff
Cause 9 to 5 ain't live
We're in overdrive
Take the 1st power, elevate to the 3rd
killing millions of people as well, as the numbers increase of those dying- in your man made 3rd world hell. millions dying all the time- locked in your
can do what you like


Riding on the 3rd rail, taking risks, life is risky
The 'E' stands for Epic and the 'S' stands for Shifty
So let
the hood and we blowing on candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime for
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
listen but make no mistake
Your 3rd rate policies that fuel my hate
Cold, glazed expressions are what I endure
Blind, mute and deaf seems the only cure
Charles Gibbs
Words and Music Chris Foster 
Copyright May 3rd 2003

Terror on the high seas wrought by Charles Gibbs
Brandishing his sword in pirate
and the world should be satisfied we ain't hustlin no mo'
We ain't huntin no mo' (we ain't huntin no mo')
I'm a 3rd Ward nigga for life
(I'm a 3rd War nigga
the free world again, I'm a ball 
Put my back up on the wall hopin blessins from the lord 
3rd strike twenty to life nigga I choose death 
Leave a coppers
speedin' wit the white and ya see the blue lights
And ya on ya 3rd strike so the judge say life
Okay, tomorrow?ll be a better day

If ya son 14 and his dad
the underground like the 3rd world, 
when they need new assets, 
new honest to prostitute a side and put on a shelf to use their songs
When they needed new
went from cheddar to cheese from powder to cooked rocks 
From the ghetto to the lakes 
(to the lakes 3rd ward, Caliope) 
Slangin' thangs in the hood
got me wicked  I don't play 

Niggaz got funk on the other side  and we spray 

We drive through the 3rd Ward Calliope Projects 

and drove
dis poem is revoltin against 1st world 2nd world
3rd world division man made decision
dis poem is like all the rest
dis poem will not be amongst
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
on candy
Stay G'd up from my head to my feet
I was raised in the 3rd that's the heart of the streets
Saw death and crime for the first same time

like the brain 

show 'em what you mean 

(Lee Majors 3rd verse) 

face to face 

the mics embraced 

tracks is laced 

if I ruled
speakin' 3rd person
'Cause you walked the shoes of a happy mason
Its your first or last name on the affidavit
Only way to get it was to boss up
Now a days
Verse 1 [Big Moe]
Motorola big face folder bumping grinding just to get it
3rd Ward, Texas block I bled it to rescore that's where I'm head it
includes Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that's 3rd and that 4th spot's for?
And as crazy as I am I'm much tamer than him
the mia
This is the 3rd world speakin' through a dead man walkin'
And everybody talkin' 'bout the south takin' over,
It's true mother fucker, but is
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