Lyrics:
(I have no legs)
(I have no leg)
(I have no leg)
Come by the party, get zooted, B?
Uh
Look
Good evening
Yeah, uh
When I party in New
And the beat drops
Right now
I've been all around the world
And I can't stop thinking about your eyes
Well I came from Fiji to Canada
By way
by this violence.
I refuse to be silent,
And buckle up in pain.
Things are overflowing
In dis, ya melting pot.
Justice has been stolen
From
me the world
I push to be not the backseat girl
Don't deep throat the C-note she float
Murder she wrote, and keeps the heat close
Firm nigga, we
to have a dream come true
In a third world jungle not so far away
Lives a natural drummer with a dream to play
He's the brother of the lizard
been ready, hit the bass
Hit it
Guess who back in the building
With the motherfuckin problems
Top of the world, all the way from the bottom
Turn this
it crunk like the Dirty South
Hold ya mouth, you ain't worth a third of me
A word from me, exclusive as a surgery
But I don't use a scalpel,
Don't let them fool you we ain't different than the youth in Asia
Africa and Europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors
If they the third world then
great big world you see
I'm the Third Eye Spy
And they'll never catch me
I'm the Third Eye Spy
What do you see
I'm the Third Eye Spy
In this Troubled
small town phony
Got nothing, up on me
You ain't walking in my shoes
I'm just one out of many
Hailin from a third-world country
Got nothing, up on me
You
the world like Michelle's husband
You would think these niggas know me when they really doesn't
Like they was down with the old me, no you fuckin' wasn't
and her sisters just never fit the mold
Two months later she was refloated a final one-way trip exchange
Pensioned off into the Third World
Where they
Wormwood will fall from the sky
And wormwood will poison a third part of all the waters
And a third part of all the land and many, many, many people will
[Chorus]
She knew from the start
Deep down in her heart
That she and Tommy were worlds apart
But her mother said, "Never mind, your part
Is to be what
are broken open on the Day of Judgment
And the seven angels blow their trumpets
When the third angel blows her trumpet
Wormwood will fall from the sky
Things are looking up
Oh, the third thing that I do now when my world caves in,
Is I pause, I take a breath, and bow and I let that chapter end
I design
eyes.
World in changes.
Lightly one by one,
We try to hide the mirrors.
But baby they just keep turnin' up
And I know you can't look away from you
"In world news today: officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias
Scarface, must be stopped
After being monitored by Secret Service agents for
Last night you were here again, third time this week
You always slip in when I'm asleep
I thought those old feelings would be long gone by now
Why
peace
But like MJ and five
I will six peak
(Third round!)
I make music for hood first
'Cause that's where I'm from
That's why the hood is always first
on a pink chateau.
The theme from "Mohogany" still transcends. But Quote Unqoute, that's the way it goes.
I'm looking at the picture again. I'm looking
Well this record is from me to you, baby
Yeah, real talk
[Chorus]
Been around the world
I've been into many places
Seen some unfamiliar faces
But
of the phone
I appear from the rear, stayin' from clear
Nobody can say if I'm here so they play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the idea
From this point
mother gave birth but she really never had me
Left to the hood to play daddy
Raised by niggas named Butch, Scoot or Bae-Bae
With weight so they weigh
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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