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fam in your grave you gon rot
3rd grade lunchroom money stuffed in my socks
My teacher told me you get three hots and cot
Yea you only get three hots

you
Lessons learned in my brain you taught me 3rd degree
Losing you was painful enough ain't nobody else hurting me
Janet Cora I'm a scorer RIP grandma

to the touch like 3rd degree, ohhh weee 
I guess my good just wasn’t good enough
New house, new car, I bought you all new types of stuff 
In the end, your true

and get to know me,
And I can leave my homies and be your Tenderoni. (2x's)
 
3rd Verse
Big T
 
Now my story takes you back to the year 2000,
Never forget

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

by the 3rd
We'll burn it down again
Man
Fuck what you heard
Shit's absurd
Cop's will leave dead by the curb
But that's the way it is
Growing up in

high on 3rd degree (Go Go)
Tell her lil baby don't burden me burden me
Still be rapping like you ain't even heard of me (Uh)
I told lil shortie to wrap

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

Better Yet Fucking Scorch you to a 3rd degree, 
My shits hotter than Cardi B or Nicki,
Fuck with mines Nigga I leave that  Ass bloody,
Like Chris did Riri,

(Yo)
Even if you didn't have ears, you better act like you heard of me
Little attitude, plus the 3rd degree
Xtra at your service, as if there's other

hurt but you were hurting me
complicated shit that we waded through
young kids in love feels like murder in the 3rd degree

yea, swear i wish i could

you here wit me I
Make you my business want your company
You got me burning up hotter than a 3rd degree
Cut off them other girls like surgery
Promise

slaw
Post up with my homies, downtown 3rd street, we be clowning at Von's
You might catch me in town for the Grand Prix, drinking brown at the bar
I

instead
On your side of the bed
Misdemeanors, felonies
Giving me the 3rd degree
Why you gotta' be so cold
You know that I am kinda' dumb
My brain's a little

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

child
My enemies die slow, it’s torture
3rd degree burns on your body when I scorch ya
Sunblock, Ong Bak, elbow to forehead
Double back, reload, empty out

same field not a talent was hid
Then after hours you can see where trajectory slid
They started 3rd shift I went back to being a kid
Damn
How grateful I

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

Young rose, young rose
Best captain, 3rd division
Izura be the lieutenant
Ambition like a musician
Zanpak be the gold whip
Shikai got a flower on the tip

rope I'm Randy I'm Savage B
Oh yea
Flow got no gravity it's a blaze, hear it and get 3rd degree
Fuck if you've heard of me
Diamonds in my wrist watch

be broke, can't compare to me
Know we spendin' block, burn shii 3rd degree

Oh, really, that nigga John couldn't even see me
Oh, really, that nigga

a 2nd then a 3rd then I finally grew up
We take advantage when Opportunity knocks like

Who's that creepin' in my window
I'm just going where the wind

Looks could kill, measure 3rd degree
When I mean mug you
But I Change the course of my tribe
Advance the team huddle
I've been still for some time
Want

so fond of me
Few weeks later then done with me
The time is lining up perfectly
I'm heating up like 3rd degree
The block is hot
Cool him off? Probably