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much shit on my plate
Fighting with depression
I'm tryna see better days
January 3rd
I went and caught my time
Alot of shit done changed
Alot of shit be

on a killin spree
Im like jason x on a friday night
My machete bleeds due to 3rd degree
Murder was the case and to that i plea
On the 5th account hit the gavel

in 3rd degree
Like I wasn't dropping bangers
Just last week
How haven't you blown yet don't ask me
Kanye on my life of Pablo
They heard me talk they

Suburban Life

Kottonmouth Kings

Scream 2

1997

got you but it won't get me

He's in a little demon to the 3rd degree,
Mo drugs, White thugs and wanna be's,
Soldiers of the burbs all guilty see,

the shallow end
Yea I'm fucken out of it
Pop them like klonopin
Get so bored with  normal life
Yea you can keep the shallow end

Murderous
Murder me
In the 3rd

the jokes came constantly
I was burned to the 3rd degree
Now I wonder how them people be
Big chance if I come to they land they'll turn out to work for me
I

Beat Boy

Die Antwoord

$O$

2010

fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions, I tell you what I see
Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves
You naked lying on the pavement

never forget
My music burns in the 3rd degree
Skin graft surgery, all of lingering,and disturbing me
Hard to see, cause my life is always in emergency

and Vinny Crew would riff out
Odd jobs: scrape paint, move furn, mow lawn, dry wall
Scrounge cash up and compose songs
Started off Sedated then 3rd Degree

3rd degree, make it rain on a bitch, Yea I got fabreeze, smoking on that gas like I cut the cheese, ain’t no stopping me, only casa please, 
Got

need to have it
Fresh breath of air to his matics
Tell um they don't want the static, march past
I ain't been lacking, 3rd dimension, thoughts take

need to have it
Fresh breath of air to his matics
Tell um they don't want the static, march past
I ain't been lacking, 3rd dimension, thoughts take

to there
And Here
At the same time
Shit I laugh at that
Cause my
Clone Gang
Gang
Dopple Gang
In fact
Time my man's
We chill every month
On the 3rd
We got

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

She wana fly to Miami
I took a trip out to Cali
Gave unk a hunned slab every 1st n 3rd jus to get da doe da fiends Wildin Hunned

Want ya sum cash don't

When it's time I never quit
Even down by 26
I be zooming to my bitch
I be zooming to a slip
I can't wait for them to figure out my life
Man it's time

right on my blanket
Fluid lines feel so sustaining
My spots make me never feel naked
Damn I wonder will I make it
Yeah, when the pain gonna stop
Burn 3rd

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

influence, like Patrick Ewing rocking 33
You ain't heard of me it's B I G
Murder rapper spitting in the 3rd degree
Real as currency
Wishy-washy like

news to you
Always tryna stir the beef your girls a cow
When she's tryna flirt with me I turn her down
I'm giving her that 3rd degree but heard her out
I

Novus Ordos Clitorus

(hed) p.e.

Back 2 Base X

2006

the Illuminati stripped us of Bohemian growth
Burning 3rd degree free masons of old the American Chapter, "the skull and bones"
The matrix sign of the sacred

of the days in Illinois
Obstacles all in my way
Ever since I was a baby
From the 3rd grade to this present day
Trying to stop and block my destiny
Bout to blast

With both eyes
Just to keep it real I gotta 3rd eye
I separate the fake From the real
Stack every single
Till I reach a fuckin mill
I always been

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,