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ride
I love all her flaws in-spite
My impurities
She staying right by my side
We know ain't nobody perfect
No need for the 3rd degree
I ain't got time

you best believe its 3rd degree or its surgery
Kill my image they murder me
All off from what they heard of me
All that trying to sound better didn't

grinding shit encourage me
I got a yearning and it's burning like it's 3rd degree
Should I drop the fuck out or still get my degree
Should we bring them mops

Mercy Me, I'm on fire touch me
And get burned to the 3rd degree
Servin' fiends, out the drive-thru
When I used to work at the
Burger King, now watch how
I

Now you Can clap yo hands 
 
Clap clap
Hey hey hey
Clap clap 

Fuck it 
I'm allergic 
To Bull shit 
That's why I hate fuckin history
Or chemistry

get burned to the 3rd degree
Cuz I ain't no bitch ain't no fucking me
I promise you shit can get ugly
She a thot I can't give her no wedding ring
I need

3rd degree with no sympathy murder was the case where I got no place to be
So i roll up like a young wiz had to follow the code up you know it's real
I

that I’m right
Say I know that everything ain’t free
And I know I don’t know everything
You was no one, cause no one’s for me
Girl I love you to the 3rd

And written with pen
Mightier than sword
Don't hang on every word
Appreciate what you've learned
In this world
Everything's earned
So many turns
3rd degree

are you the one or is it just my turn
Is you telling my fortune or selling abortions
Or 3rd degree options you’re leaving me burned
A ticket I got was

want time in the cell
Already feel like i'm walking thru hell
Ferrari is swerving
I just hit 3rd then i press it forget when i'm merging
FaceTime ain't

that bitch that's going to ride with me gotta keep the shit hot like the 3rd degree slimarlo YMBeezy in the bigger league yeah they noticed me.
Stuck

now
Crazy Juice
Chicks quick to get open like Nicole Brown
Or heart surgery, to smart to murder me
3rd burn degree if ya start disturbin' me
Word

Beef

Pete Rock

Soul Survivor II

2004

believe my man since 3rd grade got sprayed
Bullet laced as he laid, chokin' up blood with no aid
Made money for the purpose of his daughter
Victim

work
My momma a hustler
It got paid by the 1st or 3rd
Waited in line but you still took a turn
Now that boy dust since he got what he earned
Cut up

a nigga never had no shit
Pardon me but it's feeling like murder right now
And if you niggas haven't heard of me
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy, Mercy, Mercy Me
Achoo,

it hard to see
We all equal, some with needles
Some with 3rd degree
Time to be who we called to be
We is one
And one is we

Tell me who we running from

that
Spin on that block, back to back like a relay

I'm never lackin', fuck nigga don't play with me
You gone get burnt, but I ain't talking  3rd degree

out in germany, they word to me saying my flow burn to the 3rd degree
Oh you never heard of me. I'm killing shit with urgency. I certainly murder that

soul
So feed me
I'm easily treated with heat 3rd degree
But in the deep part of my cranium
I need to cast it away
Bubble hash do ya thang
And the end

callin yo phone/

Where they at now? jumpin another nigga bones/





 Case weak wit a good lawyer they a dismiss it/

On ya 3rd felony so you don’t wanna

That 3rd Coast to be exact
San Antone, that's where I'm at
Where they ride around in them two tones
Down the road from that Screwston
Mayne, yal know how

Woo
You are now rocking with the Motherfucking Don Dotta
Demon in the booth spit hot fire somebody call the doctor
3rd degree burn your ass need some

the guts out but to become a serial killer without a doubt all you need is about 

Chorus

3rd Verse
The third was a rabbi walking by I hit him with a blade