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my home
Fuck is you on?
That goes for all of you bustas at home
All of you birds and fleas
Burning yo ass to the 3rd degree
Turning our block

internally 3rd degree 
like open heart surgery
artery’s shredded cause you
Filled with hot lead 
that’s why you gonna die any scene any setting 
ain’t a movie

by the 3rd
We'll burn it down again
Man
Fuck what you heard
Shit's absurd
Cop's will leave dead by the curb
But that's the way it is
Growing up in

out in germany, they word to me saying my flow burn to the 3rd degree
Oh you never heard of me. I'm killing shit with urgency. I certainly murder that

puppy love
Yeah, my cinnamon apple
So I pick up this pen and write what I'm feeling right after
The fact I got hurt
3rd degree, shit the fact I got burned

this the 3rd degree
I hope you learn from these burns this anatomy
I mean this body of work gotta keep it riveting

(Yeah, keep tryin' me)
I'm still the type to gon' and slap the fucking shit outta you bro!
3rd quarter drop so tell yo' niggas I'm comin' with it
And this

need to have it
Fresh breath of air to his matics
Tell um they don't want the static, march past
I ain't been lacking, 3rd dimension, thoughts take

need to have it
Fresh breath of air to his matics
Tell um they don't want the static, march past
I ain't been lacking, 3rd dimension, thoughts take

nigga 
Make sure I got 3rd degree burns

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

like surgery
I’m really hot like 3rd degree fuck niggas that ain’t heard of me
Charging for the features now you whack you get a double fee
Penthouse

am more monster 
An entity 
With some enemies 
Though they feeling me 
The emcee 
That will set it off 
To the 3rd degree 
An Apex predator 
Who you

n**** ain no fuckin plug 
He sent you up the street 

Glock switches we tote federal heats 
They burn to 3rd degree 
Got bitches I fuck on the campus

hope that you learn to be
Test get burned to the 3rd degree
Guarantee I’mma be a real one till the day I’m dead
Keep running his mouth got me seeing red

Whatever i say i aint holding back
Spit the coldest raps so know the facts
I'm hella holsenback 

Don't say you'll murder me 
But on yo record you have 3rd

Burning your past
3rd fucking degree
Feeling the spirit
Giving the spirit
Showing my spirit
But she ain't tryna hear it
There you go
You lost soul
Searching

the 3rd degree
I be immune to the flame it ain't burning me
You living check to check like you earn to eat
I do a show and can't believe you ain't heard

It was an assault but it wasn't my fault 
My battery is low
Because of 3rd degree assualt
Not my fault because 
I said gass lighting aint real

Out Here with the homie yeah you know we smoking tree
Observing muthafuckaz while we hit that 3rd degree
Ride or die squad what you know about kz

news to you
Always tryna stir the beef your girls a cow
When she's tryna flirt with me I turn her down
I'm giving her that 3rd degree but heard her out
I

peace
Good gas burnin to the 3rd degree
Good gas got me feeling
Good gas got me feeling gigglely
Colorado Mountains you can chill with me
Aye
You can

The 4-4 Lynch Mob, 3rd Ward Jack Mob

CIA, 802 Seminole, A-League Gangsters
An entire family of Bloods and Crips
Big Gs, OGs, Players and Hustlers, y'all

of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis
The one and only witta chrome pistole
For those who don't know me: Bandana Swangin' Parole
Dub witta capital 3rd letter