Lyrics:
see dark eyed Michael
With his dark eyed bride
Those three are on my mind
And three proud mothers
Weeping side by side
Those three are on my mind
But
On Countries, Hey!
That Came Our Tax Dollars, Hey!
We Are 3rd World Country
Democrats Oopsy, Hey! Liberals Oopsy, Hey!
Democrats Oopsy, Hey! Liberals Oopsy, Hey!
It's the KMD ? g fills
Which builds up the fence for the fibs you're sprayin'
My ace is in the hole
So what you playing
"KMD and 3rd bass is just
deeper than 3rd degree
And you asking me why I leave
I hope me telling my perspective give you some sort of relief
(Check it)
Now you asking why I ain't
gettin' that degree at Stanford or Harvard
Threatened by my work ethic, the way I speak, yo
Should I be mentally weak, verse being Malik
Yo, should I be
fire you gon' feel the burn
I do that shit to the 3rd degree
Everybody want a verse from me
Cuz I leave tracks like a murder scene
Come on the track
I still see you in that dress that you wore
Back in the spring of ‘64
A band was playing All The Things You Are
Sipping red whine in a 3rd street bar
listen to me
Begging for a mention
Please Tag me on IG
Standing still but sweating
Heated to the 3rd degree
You're thinking we don't notice
But it's
the Machines.
The Three Laws of Robotics, are intended as a fundamental framework to underpin the behaviour of robots and artificial intelligence designed
mic, 3rd degree
Two more EPs ni top game, automatically
Clout chasing kwa mneti aaiiii uyo si mi
After heist, msupa ali elope na mi si mi
Rolled dice,
now
See you rollin so clean
Double pipe when you SKRRT out
Hold up bae lemme slow down
I be up late night in the coldest streets
3rd Ward Houston where
I'm a poet in the 3rd
A thought in the 4th
And creators in the 5th
All that to say
We're thrilled
By our inclination to shift
So think beyond your
princess
On the coldest nights
I wanna be right by your side
While you're in my arms this Christmas
I wanna give you all these kisses
On the coldest nights
I
3rd day Light shining a disco,
Remember pain it endureth for a night,
But joy come in the morning, everything will be aight
Pastor Charles c.R.:
I
The 3rd precinct is up in flames
These 4 pigs are to fuckin blame
Light this fuckin place up to gain Respect
Roast these 4 pigs on a fuckin stick
by the end of this song
So get up, get up
No I'm never gonna let up
So you might as well sing along
The odds are that we will probably be alright
to ninety-three
Yes, sir!
We're having a heat wave, a tropical heat wave
The way that she moves that thermometer proves that
She certainly can can-can
bring love dreams, we'll be cuddling soon,
By the silvery moon.
Act two, scene new, roses blooming all around the place;
Cast three, you, me,
one else like you
It can't be denied dear
You brought the sun to us
We'd be satisfied dear
If you, you'd belong to one of us
So if you pass me by
Three
Me
Come Ride Through These 3rd Row's,
And Let Me Show Ya How I Puttin' In Work Goals
The 4-4 Bulldog Small Enought To Fit In A Nigga Boot
So It's
And on a street where people disappear
I’m glad we have now
And on a corner where 3rd Avenue meets the end
I’m glad we have now
I’m glad we have now
Woo
You are now rocking with the Motherfucking Don Dotta
Demon in the booth spit hot fire somebody call the doctor
3rd degree burn your ass need some
3rd Verse
I can see, there's no one else I would share my life with
7 years so fast, a lifetime to go so effortless
4th Verse
We hugging tight so we
bag suckers
[Chorus: x2]
I got my locs on cause my eyes are burgundy
And when I get home I don't want the third degree
The verdict be urgently
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