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War At 33 1/3 - Public Enemy

"War at 33 1/3 Haven't you heard I got quick and clever At the level of a scientist With this list my fist pumps chumps And don't miss Sorry majority grudgin' against the enemy And any other nigger wit"

3 Sheets To The Wind - Kid Rock

"Ahh... I'm here and it's clear I'm gonna flow so yo black Just get on up or yo get the bozak 'cause it ain't kojak or dr. suess It's the kid muther f**ker and I'm gonna get loose 'cause I got the juice"

Modern Dukes (3/8 Version) - Weezer

"Every time that I turn around I just hear the same old thing Jerks are trying to ride my back To the place I could be king But I'm an asshole Storm the castle Burn the bridges Down to the ground Take"

Sloppy Love Jingle, Pt. 3 - Gym Class Heroes

"Sloppy Love Sequence 3 Cameras rollin' Action! The bomb's been detinated I'm just waiting for an explosion I was at second base and it was time for me to close in on third With blurred vision and, Precisely"

Fuckin With Dank Volume 3 - Pooh-Man

"(Intro) (Pooh-Man) Prep man hand me the motherf**king weed man (Prep) You don't want none of this bong *coughing and toking* (Pooh-Man) This is for '98 word's for f**king with dank you motherf**kers"

The Tugboat Complex, Pt. 3 - Aesop Rock

"Aesop Rock - The Tugboat Complex Pt. 3 I could make 'em all dance, or I could sleep I could walk with a limp and make your step feel incomplete people are made of match sticks, life is but a flame note"

My First Time, Vol. 3 - Spoon

"My first time volume three They never would know what it did to me My first time volume three Well I woke up in a sheet And all I heard Was you ain't givin' up But I never gave up And if sound is sacred Let"

3 6 In The Morning - Three 6 Mafia

"(Scarecrow) 6 in tha mornin' police kick in my door Slipped on my lugz Cuz these thugs out the back yo Jumped the back gate Cranked the Chevy Then I race Popped in the tape A motherfuckin' Three 6 Mafia"

The 3 Kids In Brooklyn - Butch Walker

"Well I left the town of sinners, redneck priests and meth lab stalls To find myself a few more just like me The options pretty skinny and the orders pretty tall To swim the hippest waters in the sea Somewhere"

The Tugboat Complex, Part 3 - Aesop Rock

"I could make 'em all dance, or I could sleep I could walk with a limp and make your step feel incomplete people are made of match sticks, light this bread a flames note at the craft work door the last"

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