Lyrics:
AN INSTANT, PUT THE BARREL TO MY
HEAD, PULL THE TRIGGER WHEN YOU GRIP IT (BANG!)
Call the coroner there's two cadavers with third degree burns
But it was first
tried to mess with third degree
That's me myself and I
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
It's just me myself and I
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
It's just
tried to mess with third degree
That's me myself and I
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
It's just me myself and I
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
It's just
You see my blood type’s the 90s,
I’m third degree feisty
My energys pricy
My drip's always icey
I stunt on these yutes
Real hard to the core
I’m
a flock of animals like Little Bo Peep
By becoming a best selling author I can eat
My third book still isn't published for the love of Pete
Science fiction
and I'll blow your house in"
Well the third little piggy, the grade A student
His daddy was a rock star, named Pig Nugent
Earned his Masters Degree
and I'll blow your house in"
Well the third little piggy, the grade A student
His daddy was a rock star, named Pig Nugent
Earned his Masters Degree
When it feels like surgery
And it burns like third degree
And you wonder what is it worth?
When your insides breaking in
And you feel that ache
rails
Can't even go in a jam without a bitch grabbin my hand
And squeezin my ass sayin "Youse the man!"
That's who the fuck I be
I got a, college degree
there are some here amongst us that are not playing to the rules
I've rounded up the lowlife and local CID
Offered a free massage or else the third
to the third degree
Murder, we emerged and it was an emergency
It's closed curtains for
You worthless earthlings
Hurtin' cause I rise like mercury
In the burning
to date
From the town by the high mountains near the lake
Been awake since the days of VHS tapes
Turning drug money to an IRA nest egg
Here to stay IQ's
Written by: Jamecia V Bennett
Music: Freeman Davis
First verse:
When u feel like you just can't go on, feeling like your all alone oh , that's when
there when I killed for the first time
Could tell I was ill by the time I wrote my third line
Watch out for the takeover
I'm a give this world a makeover
Mountain Train
(Capo +6 – standard tuning)
D – C D - C
G D G
Come ride with me on the mountain train,
G
From head to toe lil' mama's visual medicine
You should see, this shawty's hotter than the third degree
When I see her my mind goes to places
I just
gettin' that degree at Stanford or Harvard
Threatened by my work ethic, the way I speak, yo
Should I be mentally weak, verse being Malik
Yo, should I be
third eye and I can tell he lied
He say he getting money but I say he lied
He say that he got woman but I bet he lied
I bet he lied
I bet he lied
You
know exactly what I'm doing
On some ignorant ish so everyone can listen to it
(Like I got soda bitches!) Yeah they Mountain Dew me
But I'd rather have
scoff
I am the worst for you and you're the worst for me
But I just can't live without passion in the third degree
Right here by my side, is where you'll
giving fate the third degree
I've been eyes on the pavement, admitting my part to strangers passing me
And I know it isn't fair, but nothing's ever
I left my gal in the mountains I left her standing in the rain
I went down to the depot caught myself a midnight train
Made my way down to Georgia
was me, sunburn in the third degree
Now the calendars just one page and of course I am excited
Tonight's the night, I've set my mind
Not to do too
a degree
I must have learned a thing or three
But I never learned the right way to hang a tire swing
From the old oak tree
I'm not country
I've never owned
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