Lyrics:
Tell these bitchez stop testing me
Burn haterz like 3rd degree
Bad hoez get smoked like treez
Got two twinz and got one for free
You don't really
by day)
Mile by mile (ooh), go your way, go your way
Say it, baby, don't give up
You've got to hold on to what you got
Oh, baby, don't give up
at the Oscars
Oh hey what's up? What's goin' on with you?
OK, friend hug, friend hug, just a friend
Keep it friendly, friends, friends
Re-adjusted my
keep fucking wit me
You must be rushing to die
So you better decide
'Cause it's better to ride
I'm 2 slots after the 3rd dead or alive
You can give me
A-slow achin's killin' people, a-by-n degree
I know that this slow-achin' something
Murdering people by degrees
You know it's a soberin' thought
the shallow end
Yea I'm fucken out of it
Pop them like klonopin
Get so bored with normal life
Yea you can keep the shallow end
Murderous
Murder me
In the 3rd
its lines' efficiency
But honestly, pleasing people isn't always in my registry
I better be burning verses to at least the 3rd degree
Or else my target
correct like i was texting with an Asterisk
Always come correct
Always come correct
Bullshit ain’t concerning
X3
Verbally i’m 3rd degree my burners are
of ? and growth
Burning 3rd degree free masons of old the American doctor the skull and posts
The matrix sign of the sacred geometric doctrines of hatred
We ain’t really fuckin witchu, nah you not on our team
Never foldin on my brothas, even if it’s 3rd degree
All we know is paper chasin, goin gettin
switching lanes
I heard that perky jus be numbing up the pain
She trynna work me get me running up the bank
3rd eye had it on me
Had open up
Opened up
Too fly
Gotta kill themselves nine times before they get it right
The P.A. system keeps my hard heart beating tonight
(Oh hell yes)
I'm a nervous wreck
(Oh hell
seen it all thru my 3rd eye
The numbers don't add up then you divide
Subtract that from bullshit and ride out
Niggas hate
Women lie
I don't trust a soul
see a frog they say they heard of me
I'm the boy burning frogs up to the 3rd degree
Why don't you come to my island be the first to see
How I like
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
like surgery
I’m really hot like 3rd degree fuck niggas that ain’t heard of me
Charging for the features now you whack you get a double fee
Penthouse
Straight to the money, no short cuts
Now watch me go retarded, yellow short bus
We do drive-bys, we do walk-ups
And bitch I be so high, I get starstruck
instead
On your side of the bed
Misdemeanors, felonies
Giving me the 3rd degree
Why you gotta' be so cold
You know that I am kinda' dumb
My brain's a little
trying to live up to the men I know they were
'Cause they could've named me anything
But I'm James Mitchell Tenpenny
The 3rd
Will I do it justice by
on my neck but I want that Philip
Used to juug off a beat know people hate me
Talking down on gang that's like 3rd degree
Auto with this chop and it sing
for the shit I'm spittin'
I know I'm scarin' ya
A poison you created in the veins of America
Miseducated, incarcerated, institutionalized
That 3rd
about that 3rd refill
Sweet tea gonna brighten up your day
Now that your finally done
Congrats Mary Joe on the clean plate club
You can't keep this
went to school when I told her
Cause now exams are coming up and it's a stressful October
Circumstances never let me free
Trees open up my 3rd eye ,
Jumping is an ability that most humans and many animals share to some degree.
It is the process of getting ones body off the ground for a short time
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