Lyrics:
ans Ende dieser Zeit Yeah
Kuck auf die Uhr es ist schon wieder so spät
3 Uhr Nachts ich weiß nicht wo der Kopf steht
Morgen früh hab ich mal wieder
a breathe, look around
Three: walk on over, try to slow down
Four: say hello, ready to be shut down
Now then, ask her name, see if it's alright
To ask her out
ya know
Never picked up a pen till inspired by a poet
like 3 years ago
Never locked myself in the room
Banging that boom-bap, ya know
I’m not the same,
breathe
Songzilla everything I touch gets crushed b
Rap sing and produce
Three-headed masterpiece
Like master p ain’t no limit to what I could bring
Keep it
Yea
Man we live in AmeriKKKa
Spelled with three Ks
Yea
We gon rise
Never compromise
Stand together tall
Til it’s justice for all
Hand eachother roses
bitch, I'm a zombie
Cause 2-D girls are the fucking best
Or else you can fight me
Better than the motherfucking rest
Cause these ones might like me
3
I hate it when those lights go down
Nothing going on in this town
Seven months of sweet memory
'Till I woke up found you gone
1, 2, 3, 4
Months
party
Η ζωη ειναι μικρή
Ela baby come with me
Girl can't you see
This party's for you and me
Η ζωη ειναι μικρή,
We'll be out till after 3
Θα σου δείξω
pint two pint three pint four
Wheeeeyyyyyy
Glasses till we're on our asses pour us some more
One more
Birds on our left
Birds to our right
Is tonight
myself, three more shots and I'm feeling like myself
Three more thots up here feeling myself, sitting there puffing just high up on my shelf
Feeling
Issa Gang affair you better not say shit
Niggas talkin on the phone the police trace it
Going colorblind I’m seeing Blue faces
Y-3s with the buckle I
Hit her from the back and she screamin' my name
Тэнгис бишээ Ccatnn гэвэл илүү гоё байна
2 цаг 3 нахидаг Монгол зан байна
Хошин шогын гичийнүүдээ
reflection anymore
I wake up and it's already three
Another wasted day, a tragedy
Another part of me falls off every week
And now death is starting to sound
letting go
But still you’re making a show
Say you care but you don’t
I kinda deserve it though
Cuz I
Took three years of your life
Left you wondering why
So
Three concrete steps
Is the last thing that you'll see
I guess he was drunk
I guess that your black dress
Blended in with the scene
Your last
on coastlines unknown to me
Sometimes you appear like a midsummer dream
Move on like the waves ebb and flow
So frozen in time needa let it go
3 months is all we
3DEE gon make a wave
When we go up, ain't the sky, it is outer space
Taking my time to the top, ain't no other way
Build a brick with the sand, finna
arm wow it’s for life now
Shouldn’t get to this point but here we are child
One, two, three, four, I’m countin' for my brothers
One, two, three, four,
Pass me the ball no traveling
Step back 3 all basket
I'm with the team like the Magic
Bringing the heat like I'm Dragić
I live in the studio I can't be
see this
Man I'm amazing, not a demon
Maybe a little lazy but I'm away
Summer of 92 to 3
Boy I'm floating in the breeze today
So go away
Jet black
steppers got me leaning
Smoke like 3 zips in the evening
Thick bitch, wavy like a rip stick
64 palms nigga, rip shit
Bullet tips hit him make him kickflip
Bank account in the negative
That's irrelevant
Had like 3 shut down
That's irrelevant
Now the car broke down
That's irrelevant
Least my phone still
second of it
I can pick you up, drop you off, walk you to the door
And say those three words I've never said before
Don't be a one that got away, another
like to be a black man - hated in his own land
Land that he built with his own hands
Flesh and Blood but treated 3/5ths-A-Man
Great grand had problems,
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