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Scott's vomit
Pawn shop, final 33 in the 3rd deep
Pristine dirty deeds done dirt cheap
Side one track one, deadlock
Stalemate jailbreak wait to gain
Build

thing I have is my honesty
I know I'm more honest than everybody
cnd not just when the mics on me
cnd I'm spitting fire till its 3rd degree
So I use my

when you least expected 

You don't know when the end will be only the father in Heaven 

Tap into your Soul 3rd eye you will see God 

You are your

Ghosts ain't real but clearly you believe
in things that you feel
But we'd never let you see it
So open up your eye that's a 3rd eye
And view it from

too 
Worse than your 3rd game, what was it nuts and screws? 

Ya so forgettable man I don't even know
Still I won't let you out our sights, we be honing

trees 
Like a referee
In the winner circle
And we never take defeat
Murder on the scene 
Like the flow is 3rd degree
God blessed me like I sneezed

Ain't

a birthday candle
Yea I'm something like a 3rd grade vandal
Spraying shitty tags on your bands tour van hoe
I'm so high got me out my dome
But I never slip

snoop, since deep cover 92
I'm Dr. Dre, to Dr. Suece
Everything doubled, off the muscle
The hustle like a 3rd wheel I came with a couple
I power puff with

I can feel shame over me 
(I believe you know just what you're doing now)
And I know it burn like 3rd degree
Yeah, yeah
But how she move can make

slipping 
Slipping, in this cat mouse game, making sure he's more like the pigeon
Coming thru when its clutch, fucker, like this is 3rd and inches
Wasn't

YOU CAN YAB ABOUT YET ANOTHER 3RD EYE OPENER

PEEP GAME PING PRECISION PEDDLE PROSE
KNOW YOUR PLACE IN THE SPACE OF THE SACRED CIRCLE

HIP HOP PUT ME

exquisite pictures, I'm literally Fine Art
Like Salvator Mundi and I stay hungry monthly
Trust me, appetite like kids in 3rd world countries
Once was comfy,

I'm still grippin culo, I'm still papi chulo
Tryna move into 5D with my 3rd eye 
You knew though
I don't know nowadays why they hating on me
Man, it's

And please don't travel down memory lane, its full of dead ends
Well, go dry your eyes
You got a long road ahead of you
You gon' need fuel for the drive

Inserting commas every 3rd zero
Like a mathematician
Making money suddenly appear
Like a black magician
Mass appeal says its a sin being this relentless
Sac

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

It all points to you

Think I can handle it 
This is like for the 4th time 
3rd time I was over there 
I was hustling yea with those guys 
Can see it

senior in the front row
Doesn't have to come till 3rd hour or so
Work hard and one day you'll get that right
Child just hang in there
Cause soon enough

dancin'
Money on me, she keep telling me don't you leave
Ex want me, she keep burning up 3rd degree
Chain on me, got me feeling like Mr. Freeze
Watching me,

He's never had a friend and never been in public
He arrives at the school so big he is amazed
But terrified of his first day in the 3rd grade
He makes

Lootpack had the Antidote
At the speed of life by Xzibit
Hieroglyphics had that 3rd Eye Vision
Heard alot of Kurruption
Along with Mac Dre's Do Do Dumb Shit

3rd open
Shit the eye cant see
It gets deep
N dont play the streets like its sweet
Stay the fuck up out the kitchen
If you aint having no heat
Nigga say

the checks
What's next? the harbinger brings death
The Love is giving me life
The truth is giving me breath
The Light has opened my eyes
The 3rd one can see

right through that twinkle in her eye
Drink at the absurdities
Burn some weed and learn some things
About the way she hurts me
To the 3rd degree
Earnestly