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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

child
My enemies die slow, it’s torture
3rd degree burns on your body when I scorch ya
Sunblock, Ong Bak, elbow to forehead
Double back, reload, empty out

lungs
I'll run i'll run i'll run
Things get harder it's not you it's me
I gotta keep pushing to the 3rd degree and
My heart was yours it's yours now it's

you
Lessons learned in my brain you taught me 3rd degree
Losing you was painful enough ain't nobody else hurting me
Janet Cora I'm a scorer RIP grandma

every word just leap
Off the paper leave opposition burnt to the 3rd degree
(I like that)
I'm here to boost the Ville up we doin this for killa
Who spit

locksmith, I'm never off-key
Walk-on air lil nigga check my Nike
It's a stickup, now she on her fuckin knees
I'mma turn it up to the 3rd degree

Don't give

as fucking mercury
Flying over 3rd degree uh
Aint no black belt this more a burgundy
Like the blood on leaves or the trees when I murder the
Pencil bleed
Write

in 3rd degree
Like I wasn't dropping bangers
Just last week
How haven't you blown yet don't ask me
Kanye on my life of Pablo
They heard me talk they

shy
("Shawty already know she finna get into it")
We got into it the vibes and the music
We gone run it back for a 3rd time
Shawty In love and I'm

Thicker like a brother

Mood laughing to a homer
Man pumps awake her
Clay mold by turning
Talents start of vocalizing
Being wise through shedding

3rd verse

This is your sign time for you to Shine
Open your eyes see what I see
Unhook my chains break myself Free
3rd eye open this is my degree
Back to reality

are you the one or is it just my turn
Is you telling my fortune or selling abortions
Or 3rd degree options you’re leaving me burned
A ticket I got was

FREESTYLE ABILITY
BURNING MC'S TO THE 3RD DEGREE AND YOU CAN'T SEE ME CUZ
OF MY INVISIBILITY I REWORD MY LYRICS QUESTION YOU LIKE MAGAZINES
GET IN YOUR

Certified

James Cotton

Living the Blues

1994

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

doing the birds and bees
I put that dick in her vertabrae she working me urgently urgently
We heat it up to the 3rd degree 
Her neighbours they thought

to nobody
I don't want this heat, it was a first for me
Fighting for my life is he a 3rd degree
I can't even see he blinded me
Pushed sand in my eyes so

worm
I seem to be everything I tried to be put my best foot first
3rd eye open interstellar see the universe
When I'm in the hearse I'll prolly drive it

The words we speak internally
Deliver damage to the 3rd degree without the urgency
Years compounded cuts until they really started hurting me
Now we're broken

ain't on my radar
I haven't heard of 'em and don't care who they are
you'll never get ahead of 3rd like Ralph Nadar
and your girl ain't the only one who

I’m keeping it blue 

We done with purple 

I grab on to bayley 

My friendship is crazy 

Can someone just save me 


3RD Verse:


Black Jesus till I

wipe down
With the 45 pipe right now
Ima hogg for the currency
I'll burn you with the burner, nigga no 3rd degree
Bitch ass nigga is you learning me

down for double
But when I finally found that T.N.T.
My hands were burned to the 3rd degree
You'd think I'd learn my lesson
But these eyes just kept

how mixing these proverbs, words in reach
Make every verb fit perfectly
I had to get the right angle to furnace
Need 87 burned, so I hit em at a 3rd

at a 3rd degree? 
Or should I play the doctor here to fix you during surgery?
It's all likes that don't matter fine nigga Friday baby I'm so flattered