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We Love You Like a Rock/Every Day and Every Hour (The Dixie Hummingbirds) · Every Day and Every Night (Bright Eyes) · Every Night, Every Day (Jimmy McCracklin) · Every Day and Every Night (Bright Eyes) · London Social Degree (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Third Degree (Johnny Winter) · Latitude 40 Degree (Nicolas Matar) · Hits in the First Degree (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Third Degree (Wiu Jazz Studio Orch) · Nth Degree [Karaoke Version] (Morningwood) – and 90 other albums »

I touch you 
You wake
All the love that we've been making
I can not believe that its goin' on the 3rd day
No need for a clock
'cause baby girl
hataz hate to the 3rd degree 
They say I'm too gutta homie for TV 
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see 
But I'm the new owner of these
3rd Bass settin' soul in the hole

Yo man, why don't you give me the pole man?
Why are you freezin' me out?
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you
confused about a lot of things, but not with my fate
So I'm depending on your holy ghost to guide me the way
See I'm a sinner in the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid

You the one who won the spelling bee 
I'm the first 3rd grader wit a felony
And I never was a teacher's pet 
I'm the one who went and stole
got to walk it by myself.

[2nd & 3rd times:] 
You got to walk that lonesome valley. You got to walk it by yourself. Oh nobody else can walk it for
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
We will mind our own
Let your accusations fly
Let your accusations fly
Let your accusations fly
3rd generation rumor information
The story
got me wicked  I don't play 

Niggaz got funk on the other side  and we spray 

We drive through the 3rd Ward Calliope Projects 

and drove
to serve shake, now I serve steaks
Three squares on the road, call it 3rd Bass
Big ass face, chop you in your laugh face
Shoot his ass, aim defense is
the underground like the 3rd world, 
when they need new assets, 
new honest to prostitute a side and put on a shelf to use their songs
When they needed new
I'm windy city 2-20, anybody chin checker
3rd floor lake grove, 35th in leather gloves
With the snub nose, complex born and raised
And under siege every
Gucci Mane got a style so strange
Every word I use don't mean two thangs

You the one who won the Spelling Bee
I'm the first 3rd grader with a felony
the same plan
There them b****es go
Civic '94, looking funny though
Open up the car door, funny smile
F*** 2 already, 3rd a** was heavy
"Nas this is
the same plan
There them bitches go
Civic '94, looking funny though
Open up the car door, funny smile
Fuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy
"Nas this is sherri,
haters hating
I'm 3rd degree say I'm to gutta homie 4 T.V.
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see
But I'm the new owners of these fucking
a jelly roll, ask that killa Lil Bland
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n the land
Commin' up on hoes, tellin' them to jump in the van
Mommy please
You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon
Leave your head rest maroon
Drunk heavy in the side street saloon
Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd
Man, I'm like the Feds, I bring down your establishment
Under the Rico, I purchased my 3rd quarterly from Bob Cito
Got your block locked like
speakin' 3rd person
'Cause you walked the shoes of a happy mason
Its your first or last name on the affidavit
Only way to get it was to boss up
Now a days
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,
in the 3rd degree
And to the kids you don't wanna be me
I'm up in the mix of action, where niggas wanna kill me
But it's the start of they ending my
minds, by passing the pineal gland
The pineal gland is like a 3rd eye
Not the pituitary gland

It is shaped like an eye, visica piscis
All other
and the whole social system
Ever since slavery, nawsayin?

[Verse 1]
I went to school with some redneck crackers
Right around the time 3rd Bass dropped the cactus
embracing a 3rd world
[Outro: RES sample]
Scratch underneath the surface