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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

field
I'm making major plays
Couldn't do this life without the father
I'm giving major praise
3rd degree bars when I spit
My songs be catching strays
But

fucking pop for that jealousy


Oh my god 
Yeah, my shoota hit 3rd degree 
Yeah, we sending free smoke
Don't care what you see
Hop out skrt
Right up in

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

niggas pulling murders I the 3RD degree 
Break in take your shit its a burglary I know kittens 
In my city wanna murder me
Yeah I call them kittens cuz all

Loving this life
That's the way to be
Burn a couple of niggas
Ain't no 3rd degree
You Talking too much homie
Say less
I ain't built off no damn stress
Imma

n**** ain no fuckin plug 
He sent you up the street 

Glock switches we tote federal heats 
They burn to 3rd degree 
Got bitches I fuck on the campus

the ashes I don't think nobody tough as me
I can read a poker face I promise ainno bluffin me
Niggas just ain't built like that I'm quick to give 'em 3rd

that 3rd degree, it's absurd to me
They try to make fun of just what I prefer to be
This ain’t thug life but the Pac in me
No drugs, no love, no stopping

burns the mic to a 3rd degree
This is the Prophet MC now do you see
No features from Drake, No this not hate
No need for help Divines already great
Don't

better be glad
That the 12 aint smell it
I came around the corner
Just Sliding and gliding
2nd to 3rd my tries are spinning
3rd to 4th now rubber flying

haters ain't hurting me
They know who been the hottest nigga
Let it burn, 3rd degree
Yall know what i really mean
I don't really need a silly team
I

pictures everywhere
You said you love me i dont care
Throw your life into a wishing well
Girl i wish you well
Got a 3rd degree burn
From this fire in

all on pause
I been running all these bands up, now my money long
Yeah it's longer, I just pulled in that big body tonka
This hoe 3rd degree, yeah she

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

Liquidation of the Ghetto

Mystikal

Guilty Til Proven Innocent

1998

the free world again, I'm a ball 
Put my back up on the wall hopin blessins from the lord 
3rd strike twenty to life nigga I choose death 
Leave a coppers

turn to God bet them burns are gonna be 3rd degree

Control you on and off the net
You can't tell me that's a flex
Boy, I'll tell you what instead
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

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,

I can still smell your smoke all over my sheets 
I can still feel your touch on my skin like a burn in the 3rd degree 
You were meant to be adored by

I’m monstrous
It’s preposterous
For any of you to fuck with me
A master’s in how to kill with hot bars
Yeah I got my 3rd degree
I already know you can’t

That love was hot that's that 3rd degree
My heart broke I need surgery
I'm still hurting I'm hurting
Band Aids won't fix this
First aid for Christmas

me 
And I'm smoking bloomy 
Fuck them niggas said it's up
Mutha fuckin goofies
For what I did 
Its gon be 3rd degree 
Open his head like a surgery

Ay
I don't wait in line, I'm never on time, it's a fine if you step on the Wallabees
Don't you come close to me
I lit a fire, like 3rd degree