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) I wanna
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)
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 drop pills! drugs kill
The takin' Break, Drop, Flow, Movement We still vibin' on Hip Hop music... [Sabre:] These days M.C's more like nursery Passion don't burn deep to the 3rd degree
-huh) 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 like H. Stern Kardinal
Faintin From 3rd Degree (Ohh) Fire Your Temperatures Warning Me (Me) But Its Warming Me (Me) So I Wanna Be On (Yeahhhhh) Fire, Fire Touch It You Might Get Burn (Might Get Burn
say watcha please I'm a go hard show the world my steeze Never back down no one harder then me Spotlight burn to the 3rd degree [Chorus: Julian] You
poet riffs Don't play or beef with me, lyrics come to me easily Sporadically transmitting freestyles, telekinetically I burn heat with 3rd Degree emergencies
, hey you with the Kangol Hey you with the big head, hey you with the suit on Hey you with the panties, c'mere fish face When I'm on stage, play me like 3rd
with appetites to bite from the tree of life Smight, eadamite, sodomite, more bites, in the land of kananights Following six flame a lights, burning over 1 million degrees
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
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?
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 burns
3rd degree The heat myestery spree Catch me when I fall some would have it said That there's no reason To be here But just love it all Night or day I
