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diminished 
& so badly needed so sadly depleted by the armies of darkness 
But they about to be It’s imperative that we dig for truth review the 3rd edict

we set on our morals
Insomnia, can't tell if it's a devil on my shoulders
Speaking to me in code words my 3rd eye open
Propaganda in silence,

nigga
We all know that means no worries
Yea we gone get this guala my nigga
It's all on my hands like curry
Cop the new lenciagas my nigga
Cause 3rd grade

If I hop out the spaceship
I walk in a bank
3rd Eye open gotta watch for the fake
And Im walking on water
He got found in a lake
Rick Owens down
Its

dessert is served
I curved em like I’m flirting, Birds be flocking like December 3rd
Did you hear my words? Bitch
Did you hear my words?
I curved ‘em like

still the epidemics real
Is heaven real or ideology Illuminati eyeing me like Sentinels militant diligent criminals
Messages subliminal 3rd eye super

at the world from my 3rd eye
And yea I see my competition from a bird's eye
Talking on computers I ain't never liked you nerd guys
Triiip in this bitch and you

the youth lies 
Most High hear my cries
They don't heal the blind or open their 3rd eyes
Their lyrics create binds & chains for the mind 
With their lies I

I've rewritten this lyric for the 3rd time
Found myself getting lost in the underlines
I prefer the cold of a winter night
It reminds me, that I'm

back,
The world can’t take from me,
Its YKF to the grave homie.

3rd Verse:
Ok, let's be real,
Something got to die and I know what to kill,
My will, my

the latter
Ya Pockets get Fatter
Add value to the Platter 

Inner stand everything has been a lie
You gonna have to make ya own apple pie
Open your 3rd eye
Let

na-na (na-na, na-na) 

Nigga, I'm the colonel of the mothafuckin' tank 
Y'all after big thangs, we after big banks 
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in

Make 'Em Say Ugh

Master P

Ghetto D

1997

na-na (na-na, na-na) 

Nigga, I'm the colonel of the mothafuckin' tank 
Y'all after big thangs, we after big banks 
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in

Snoop World

Master P

The Game Is to Be Sold Not to Be Told

1998

to the muthafuckin dogg house

Picture me ballin' (ballin')
3rd world hustler out the ghetto of New Orleans
Some say life is like a fairy tail (fairy tail)
Did

run the streets
We’re leaving the 3rd dimension
We’re already in the 5th dimension
We’re leaving the 3rd density of conciseness
We’re at the 4th density

on the go 
But I still help my mans out 
Never sell my soul
But I'm still gone cash out 
I always pick the 3rd 
Like Jerry Stackhouse 

Production by nail 
Ty

the best that's worst
In other words
You need to find some other words
As cruse down the curves
Plead the fifth
Wether 1st or the 3rd
N that's up surd
By

thing I have is my honesty
I know I'm more honest than everybody
cnd not just when the mics on me
cnd I'm spitting fire till its 3rd degree
So I use my

Wild Cowboys

Sadat X

No Better Way

1996

versatile
Win by a mile, sack a pen and pile
One nineteen and one twenty
8th Avenue, 7th Avenue
1st Avenue, 2nd Avenue
3rd Avenue all the way to Amsterdam

Wild Cowboys

Originoo Gunn Clappaz

Da Storm

1996

versatile
Win by a mile, sack a pen and pile
One nineteen and one twenty
8th Avenue, 7th Avenue
1st Avenue, 2nd Avenue
3rd Avenue all the way to Amsterdam

a cold verse if i bottle up imma leave out in a cold hurse

3RD VERSE

Money is material
Im stranded on this (broke earth)
Found the U in myself
They say

'Cause 25 with an L ain't closer junior
Now in society
You're labeled as a loser junior
2 times at that
So close to your 3rd
Only 22 now what the fuck you

to the populated cities
So imagine what the world is like on earth in 2050

There are no peoples
There are no Russians
There are no Arabs
There are no 3rd worlds

my content to leave no blank space (Wooh)
In my thoughts, in my rhymes, in my words
You can spray bad bars I'll spray worse
You might catch some 3rd