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"Be tough" I can only sing true words I stutter when I speak because I am hurt Third grade, nothing like smiling over pain Third grade, stare
clumsy kid On the third day of third grade I'll tell you what he did He fell out of a fishing boat Splashed into the sea landed on a moray eel Who bit him
McGuffrey was a really clumsy kid, on the third day of third grade I'll tell you what he did. He fell out of a fishing boat, splashed into the sea.. Landed
second then we're going To the third grade hey First grade Ain't the worst grade After second then we're going To the third grade hey First grade Ain't
the worst grade After second then we going To the third grade hey First grade Ain't the worst grade After second then we going To the third grade hey First
remember how it use to be in the third grade we use to laugh & play & charish each day in the third grade we learned wonderous things from our
Third grade, no friends just a toy Yoda Six years later, Mom bought me a Toyota Thought to myself, I don't want this whip want a Range Rover I guess
on this come up since the third grade (third grade) I been saying Ay-oh, ay-oh You know I got it Ay-oh, ay-oh, oh You know I got it Bad For you You say it's
honest Third world war doesn't have you offset I'd spell it out but you failed third grade phonics About the much relied upon technology, How to build we
Turn this up teacher, play this in the third grade In the third grade Can't hide from the truth, yeah we're about to go ape We 'bout to go ape, these
But tonight in this moment I'm yours and you are mine You're my third grade Both too young, both too dumb You're my eighth grade See you in the hall,
It's a kiss from Katie on the swing set When I was in third grade Teacher making me sit from recess When I would mis-behave It's a long haul
Raszway the first and last way nigga I knew all I needed was some gas I'm ready now, Ice Life Look, remember when I met Rasz in the third grade I
Third grade I first picked up the pen Was just fucking around Who knew it would never end Well eventually the pen did Eventually my head I kept
Ha, huh Huh, Bnoutch I was in the third grade, never listened to a fuckin' teacher It was red checks all over my name I remember first thing momma
The world won't ever be The fucking same Ever since I made raps I joined the fucking game Rapping for a long time Started back in third grade Look
was in third grade I skipped school that day To play Final Fantasy VII I'm a fucking dog Without a cause Interjecting interrupting Underselling
like me With a Chevrolet horns on the hood Half my life spent out in the woods Loved the same girl since the third grade Started workin' at ten earnin'
long With the one you started in third grade Writin' Check Yes or No on paper like George Strait And you're a Brand New Man But you got them Friends in
I knew I loved you when I met many say that this doesn't exist third grade how could I Ever forget As I grew i older started realizing what all these
crush You said it was me, your crush You know it makes my heart be crushed After that question you be laughed We were at the third grade Tonight i wanna
was gasping like a fish I was grasping for a purpose At the edge of the abyss So much for subtlety So fucking obvious Third-grade analogy I know I
all my third grade compadres Two times for all the girls that be gettin' it Three times for all the dimes on the subway Yeah stay lay when you talk
Phonics I do not knuckle up with my opps I assault them damn, all I wear is (N) ine, bitch, I'm in third grade What? Drum on the stick Red and green beam
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