of waiting for ages, nothing interests me I'll ring another number, make sure it's a she Here we go again, I'll give it 3rd degree No hard feelings,
so much doubt Cuz you think that I been fooling around And you should know... :CHORUS: :VERSE 3: If you could look inside of me Before you start your 3rd degree
of California New world order, new world order 9-11 now watch your back Yeah one-hundred-twenty years ago the illuminati stripped us of ? and growth Burning 3rd degree
C Puttin' cowards where they're suppose to be If I don't know your face then don't come close to me I got too much beef for that drama in the 3rd degree
.T. And where they be, three hundred and fifty degrees Calliope thug 3rd Ward Solja Melphanine thug 3rd Ward Solja P S E thugs 3rd Ward Solja Wild Magnolia 3rd
lay down and feel well form up any figure you want the melons are as big as you want in your meatball fantasies ! ? Vorspiel "SOLO" ? Vorspiel 3rd If
you take over me Take over me A Hollywood flat where we'd laugh about our fortunes Well we held jobs in this bar Down at 3rd and San Vicente And Ramen
it And eventually fold it check my resume I'm like H&R Block when I rock Y'all niggaz get the greatest return, plus a 3rd degree burn When I earn airtime
hold the aftermath of pipe bombs and back drafts My lyricism holds your mind like a Pharaoh So I command MC's to burn to the 3rd degree Then proceed
no cash you don't wanna fuck with me i burn churches like persons in the 3rd degree with the strike of a match hit the gasoline POP PILLS! drugs kill?
[Intro: 3rd Storee (2x)] You should get with me If you get with me You should get with me If you get with me [Verse: Joe Budden] Lady, think I just wanna
wanna touch and tease Mami, I ain't tryin' to cut and leave I'd rather cruise the crib, let you touch the keys Said your ex made it hot, I'mma up the degrees
we passin' the mic your way, come on testify Hmm, like they say it doesn't hurt to try This here, is bonafied baby, certified baby Jazzmatazz 3rd edition
Ain't no sunshine 'til they gone Ain't no sunshine 'til they gone I'ma go on to survive but the story returns After bein' treated several months for 3rd degree
see a buffoon, caught up in your own cocoon Leave your head rest maroon Drunk heavy in the side street saloon Till I figured it out, to the 3rd degree
since we turned 13 It's like a minefield Walking to the door Going out you get the 3rd degree And comin' in you get the 3rd world war Tuesday after school
can smell the fear nigga Yo, I will not lose and if you thought I will settle for anything less than homie I got news to the 3rd degree NC's in a state
ya dig De one here, ya muthafuckas ain't bootin up on tha flo' (yeah boot up nigga or shut up) Lookin at that nigga Krazy Listen to it (3rd ward)