Lyrics:
dis poem is revoltin against 1st world 2nd world
3rd world division man made decision
dis poem is like all the rest
dis poem will not be amongst
And the 2nd time around
Ya better get the shit right
(By the 3rd time around)
It could be quicker than a glance
Fuck around and might not get another chance
guts when shit gets real
Blood spills on tha curbs of dat 3rd
Killa connection train to serv, Magnolia niggas words
Why's dat? they say uptown's a cut
Time
You and me in time
I pay the time by the first
Then I’m going broke by the 3rd
Fuck it I’m tripping like durst
And I don’t think nobody cares
Tryna
certified baby
Jazzmatazz 3rd edition, gifted unlimited rhymes universal
No rehearsal, certified with virtue, respect the circle
It's me and the be I L A L
Dis for all dem niggaz out dere jackin'
This how we gon' put it down
Dem gangsta niggaz from J.C. center court 12th, 3rd Avenue, my block
Nigga,
here, is bonafied baby, certified baby
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No rehearsal, certified with virtue
Respect
should be by now
I tell "I get it in my own time"
In my own time
(God's time)
Oh my
I'm better than I thought I'd be back
When the bar that I'd set for
internally 3rd degree
like open heart surgery
artery’s shredded cause you
Filled with hot lead
that’s why you gonna die any scene any setting
ain’t a movie
Intro: P.R. Terrorist
Just enter the 3rd world
Clear Lines of communication
Understanding, all things must be seen clearly
for what they are not
Got birds for money, on the curb we hungry
And I promise that my way is
Like a 3rd world country (fuck it)
We doomed for the cage (yeah)
I never let go
2nd is the influence (you)
3rd is the innovator (me), 4th is the institution (my crew)
5th is perpetuity it lives throught the Delusion
Before I hop
sword mince a wimp twelve gauge
any day my son, I don't like guns
I don't like roses that I step on for fun
in the first place, 3rd Bass? I'm at home
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
name. I called it the Microphones on the 3rd cassette I made.
I loved recording and the equipment seemed to be living and it sang to me like static
rollin up that gas that's that Zaza,
Big vibes if you switch sides you gone get fried,
I remember back in the days use to get by,
Live life, 3rd eye open
The same time for the 3rd day this week
Maybe this will be the one where my feelings change
Your hand in mine in the passenger seat
Convincing you
to my place.
I just don't wanna... I just don't wanna be alone." And she said, "Yes!".
So they got into a taxi and went to 3rd Avenue and 11th street
starting
Of course on july 3rd during the international year of plant health hugging trees good mowing lawn bad as a Subcategory
National culinary arts
brings anxiety
Body moves in 3rd person, spiritualy I'm not inside it
A part of me but I'm besides it (Wait)
To stop running from myself I'd have to take
brings anxiety
Body moves in 3rd person, spiritualy I'm not inside it
A part of me but I'm besides it (Wait)
To stop running from myself I'd have to take
a clown show
Witches in the st. bernard projects, downed a hoe
And it's sad cause niggaz claimin 3rd ward
9th ward and niggaz claimin 10th ward
All my
eye we occupy
The 3rd rock in the sky
93,000,000 miles away from where lava can fry
My momma in labor on the 4th, the hottest July
48 hours later,
soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm
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