Now be ready cos you're the third it ain't absurd
Before a nigga finish put in the work
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Burn rappers with a third degree... never agreed with the industry
I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last
She's the third this week and i haven't stopped for gas
From a third world country to a star in the booth
A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose
The day has come, dipset remains the ones
If the parade was scheduled for third month.
Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine
You relapsed again this week this is the third time,
The concept is so absurd
Im in first place put you in third
Third eye blind with the vertex
I can taste the salt from my tears
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