Lyrics:
a pedigree
Scorpio in my chemistry, gemini is my felony
Back to rapping that 3rd degree, killing niggas with no degree
Literally I mean no degree, sweeting
escalating so I'm about to buy my 3rd stick
I spent years to get this phone line bumping
If the police pull me over, pray they don't find nothing
I was broke
the ashes I don't think nobody tough as me
I can read a poker face I promise ainno bluffin me
Niggas just ain't built like that I'm quick to give 'em 3rd
bitter,
Dumping weapons like litter
After I blast you motherfuckers,
And the niggas that with ya (fool)
A come up is a come up
Haters please don't
3rd Verse: Scribe
Scribe's here so give it up [applause]
I never put the mic down when I pick it up
I rip it up so dope this year, everybody want a hit
(Give Me a… Give me a… LEEEYL)
18 year head start y’all still broke
Face card good i never got revoked
3rd eye 3rd leg even my dick woke
Don’t
kids 2 boys a girl I’m the youngest son
The third of the 3rd try call me the chosen one
When I’m down and out I think about that very fact
And it make me
me but somehow it still feel right
I don't like her ass anymore but it felt nice
You out that's your 3rd strike
I can always point yo shit out like
Jews ain't offended, but I'm AWOL, strictly independent
If you want to sell rap you gotta buy it from us
Soundscan ain't the truth, I know they lyin
hierarchal
But Makaveli my gospel, you've got to free your mind (FYM FYM))
From the system, so hostile, they want us walkin blind (3rd eye 3rd eye)
Gotta do it
they just Want me to fall
Me and Jess at the gate but my Daddy didn't call
It's The 3rd of may
And now the man is gone
But he was there for my first 5
He
he still ain't ate?
Huh, y'all don't understand you shoulda seen my plate
Would love to give you some credit, but even you said it
Be serious about
believe my man since 3rd grade got sprayed
Bullet laced as he laid, chokin' up blood with no aid
Made money for the purpose of his daughter
Victim
you by my side knowing you gone ride
Pull up with the fye, in case he slide
His bitch a ride or die, don’t play bout mine
You lost me when you started
I remember being posted up on the 1st and the 3rd
Just re'd up, nigga got a 9 piece
All the while fantasizing, visualizing, comin' through in a Benz
can't we talk
And Why can't we build
Is The lessons
Why it amplify
Yeah the bodies gonna multiply
Yeah the Industry use us a supply
Are 3rd eye needs
to blow my whistle
Fuck with crutches I am brittle
I know that you want a cripple
Right leg bum but not my middle
3rd leg works it isn't little
Make you cum
up it and missed
You ain't put in work
Just cracking a whip
cnd the rest of us
Had enough of your tricks
No affidavits you deep in the shit
Throw
love you in my sight
Sharp as the thread of a kite
When I'm drunk
It's mega energy
I'm always worried
Muslims lecture me
Don't concern you
It between me
thing on lock (On lock) and nobody else got the key (Got the key)
And you know that I bring the heat (The heat), so beware of that 3rd degree (3rd degree
fifth in my dip that bitch be my 3rd eye
He said he on every car buh I don't think he on it
I don't need a car I'm on feet I'm pursuing em
I fuck with
I'll do anything for thy, don't ignore me
This is more than a sick love story
Without you I'd bring a shotgun to school
And I will if you want me to for
at the parties and talked ish and
Was hawkish with
Was dudes from Sherman park to 3rd street
Especially around 24th and capitol, near Rufus King
I was literally
the gang in this bitch
3rd time Imma have that thang
From the windows to the walls
Let it work
Let it work
Put it in work
Put it in work
Put in work
Put in
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