Lyrics:
the court room my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to look about.
so 3rd degree's how bad it was burning me
But maybe being a smarty pants ain't in my genes purposefully
I got to be reminded when God made me he was
gone but you stay hear right by my side
[Chorus]
And the love like this
I can't play no games
'cause its hard to forgive it
But you didn't never
I'll remember forever
When I was but three
Mama, who was clever
Remarking to me
If son when you're grown up
You want everything nice
I've got
[Chorus]
I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go
Look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin' to cut 3 times in the room
Fantasy
I count 1, 2, 3,
Here Comes The 3rd Degree
When You Want to Live Pure
The Rhythm Is The Cure
You Got To Live True
You Just Got To Be You
Your Body
hurt but you were hurting me
complicated shit that we waded through
young kids in love feels like murder in the 3rd degree
yea, swear i wish i could
logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinum's
And I am still clowin'
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke
But just know that sometimes you'll feel so much better
Just by being nice, you'll see
Be nice to everyone
Be nice to everyone
Sometimes a smile is all
the 3rd degree
Ain't afraid to admit it, cause I seen niggas worse than me
Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself
In the dark, trying to get me
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
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
the street
My friend, poor Cherokee Louise
Ever since we turned 13
It's like a minefield
Walking to the door
Going out to get your 3rd degree
And comin' in
the three can't be turned to a carving
Baby ik you ain't heard of me
I'm killing beats like its the 3rd degree
Lately I been on the come up
Steal
cLL THESE CUTIES
HIT EM cLL U KNOW ME
NONE OF THESE GIRLS BE FOR ME
WIFEY TRYNc GET ME TO SEE
CHEcTERS SCORCHED 3RD DEGREE
BURN DOWN OUR FcMILY
Baby come on, come on
3rd Verse:
Life move forever, on that mistake
And I don’t wanna make no
Mistake about this one
If you now come
can’t compare but it’s too hard to let that pain go
I'm finding peace I still got burns
3rd degree, why the fuck you grilling me?
Saying I don’t say
can do it better (Repeat 3x)
Knowledge is the key, and hard work is the fee
For me to be The Great at the start and remain to be
A threat, til
cries out for revenge
Truth be told
And death is upon the ground
All around
Tribulation strikes and we're hit hard
Still you just go on your way
soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm
speak fact
That's just who I am
Kill you in the 3rd degree
I'm just giving you a few
Minutes of poetry
I'm just giving you a few
Minutes of poetry
I'm
the free world again, I'm a ball
Put my back up on the wall hopin blessins from the lord
3rd strike twenty to life nigga I choose death
Leave a coppers
It must be nice to be steady, it must be nice to be firm
it must be nice never to move off the mark
It must be nice to be dependable and never let
the door, throw the key
Bury me in debris
Burn me up 3rd degree
But to you it seems easy
It seems easy cause it's easy to me
I seem sleazy cause I'm sleazy
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