Lyrics:
that pizza
That's a very expensive commodity
You see where I'm from
I saw so many kids who never laid they eyes on the big screen
Provided in the 3rd
To put me in 3rd
Skurt
Thats you hitting the curb
What a tragic end
Blow the spot like passing wind
Say no cappin then again
When I'm blacking with this
Somewhat mild-temperament
A great sense of humor
And Gifted on an instrument
Your birthday's on the 3rd day of a New Year
Your eyes brown and wide and it's
Heaven and Earth
Nobody told me at the start how heaven can hurt
I'll be waitin' under streetlight at Bowery and 3rd
Know I was waitin' on ya, know I
you've gotta try it
"Get out of my backyard" was what I heard in the communal garden
Turned around and looked up at the window on the 3rd floor, said "beg
on the way
First night I made it to 3rd base
Made it home early on a Thursday
It was me you and your son wen we had our first date
Some call it fate
Some
murder
A bit past 1:30 a.m. now
And the 3rd prisoner slowly makes his way
To the designated spot on prison grounds
Where he will be executed by way
at the top when it's was lonely at the bottom too
Judging everything I do when you don't know what I've been through
Grew up in the fucking zoo where you had
abolitionist
You run sweatshops with kids, you hypocrite bitch
So go around, take a swing and a miss, I mean frankly dear
You're taken home so often, to hit 3rd
they done did they broke in n****** cribs
Wish I woulda caught 'em I'dda split they f***** wig
3rd Ward let me claim my fame
I put it down uptown I'ma do
here
Her mom use to say little
Boy don't call her here
I would still call her i don't care you
Can do what you want you
The baller of the year
of the day is still a blur
But I remember wishing that I was dead, instead of her
She was buried on August 3rd
The story ends without a sequel
And now you
and leave ya
Beside a lonely road or inside a meat freezer
That's the way it goes on the
3rd rock from the sun (earth)
Alone circling the light were we
Begun
me
And I'm smoking bloomy
Fuck them niggas said it's up
Mutha fuckin goofies
For what I did
Its gon be 3rd degree
Open his head like a surgery
the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid to admit it, cause I seen niggas worse than me
Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself
In the dark, trying to get me
Young gigalos, only in 3rd or 4th grade feeling enabled
I can't make this up don't do fabrication this ain't a fable
Growing up thinking how to remain
of 3, 27's 3 to the 3rd power
9's 3 to the power of 2, and 16's 2 to the 4th power
These old dirty factors have gotta shower, louder how my mind varies
Nigga came out of 3rd street
West Erie come correctly
You don’t really wanna test me
You gone end up on a neck piece
I don’t know you don’t assess me
Civil atrocity became the new normal
Once we created the dollar and the value of one
Division formed in all life that inhabits
The 3rd rock from the sun
went from cheddar to cheese from powder to cooked rocks
From the ghetto to the lakes
(to the lakes 3rd ward, Caliope)
Slangin' thangs in the hood
to get in tune with emotions
Tap in, knowledge, 3rd eye open
Tap in, its ok to feel broken
Tap in, but it's not ok to act frozen
Tap in, chubs said it's
it worth it
Jealous niggas speakin' 3rd person
'Cause you walked the shoes of a happy mason
Its your first or last name on the half of David
Only way
don't got knowledge yourself
So you don't know what that mean, a'ight?
Who suped you up to do the record in the first place?
It lacked taste, you get
yourself
So you don't know what that mean, a'ight?
Who suped you up to do the record in the first place?
It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face"
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