Lyrics:
on my knees
And I needed saving
3rd degree
Burns on me
And I'm still obtaining
Fuck wit me
We gone see
If he still standing
Walk in 3
One be me
the Illuminati stripped us of Bohemian growth
Burning 3rd degree free masons of old the American Chapter, "the skull and bones"
The matrix sign of the sacred
the drop son
3rd the king of cloverland, Slim thug is the boss son
Paul Wall made me the hardest grill I done bought for
For a 100 K ,a 100 carat Paul
Know I'm a sinner cause my uncle a reverend
I know that you'd be proud of me
But I wish that you was still here
My heart suffered a 3rd degree,
That's
the day I shot that bad bitch down
Come on you gotta listen unto me
Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be
minutes then walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the first degree
I shouted Lordy Lordy please have mercy on me
five minutes in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the first degree
I hollered lordy lordy have mercy on me
I'm dropping be heat give em 3rd degree
How the fuck these rich niggas ain't heard of me
Now and days count a couple a duffles of quala
Remember nights
Like I got my own nursery
Make ya knees weak
Like a 3rd degree robbery
Bitch I'm gasser than the propane
Bakin soda like a snowmayne
She likes snow
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
You don't like it, get off my (brand new) dick
They
off your shit you won't make it to surgery
Put water in the pot and burn his ass I'm talking about 3rd degree
won't make it out this bitch
Fast car
to be fucking real G,
I'm from that 3rd ward, niggas started banging,
bitches running up, in cars cause we hanging,
ask a nigga to break em off to get her
perfectly certainly
Curving these lil birdies be burning shit 3rd degree
Skool of hard knocks nigga on my 3rd degree
Paint da coup white nigga so you know
all on pause
I been running all these bands up, now my money long
Yeah it's longer, I just pulled in that big body tonka
This hoe 3rd degree, yeah she
out
I'm in this bitch with the top down
Bitch I'm too dirty
I'm off a perc, it's a 30
She suckin' me up, she slurp me
Smoking this gas to the 3rd degree
shots but they missin'
Who you think you really tricking?
I burn you worse than a kitchen
3rd degree
Got you flinching
Play with me
You ain’t winning
All
was just implied
And everything else died
This class has now begun
In murder 101
You can learn it in the first degree
You could even make
sides of the swingman
3rd time, fuck a charm, this a ring band
Right here when they ask
"Where the king at?"
Yeah, try me dog
Wrote this shit off
influenced by what you are doin'
I thought I was doin' the most then someone said to me
Nigga why you babysittin only two or three shots?
I'ma show you
you looking bitch why the fuck you lurking me
Naw don't you get to close might get hit with 3rd degree
Heard you fucking with the gang we finna clear
the day I shot that bad bitch down
Come on, you gotta listen unto me
Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be
Thank you very much
We're gonna do
3rd time through this bitch but in this month alone it's the second event
Son of Adam with no Eve the pain in my ribs just from withdrawals
Never one
of me
Some college students get like 3 degrees and man that's hurting me
If I tried 3 degrees I'd burn out way before the 3rd degree
I never got the first
deeper than 3rd degree
And you asking me why I leave
I hope me telling my perspective give you some sort of relief
(Check it)
Now you asking why I ain't
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