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3rd Rock from the Sun Video (MV)




Performed By: Eazymb
Length: 2:58
Written by: Markas Bridgett




Eazymb - 3rd Rock from the Sun Lyrics




Floating on the 3rd rock from the sun
You know Its steady sinking
Say you headed to the top, But why can I still reach you
Yeah, don't f*ck with cops, niggas think it's open season
And all this on my mind, it got me blowin at my leisure

Floating on the 3rd rock from the sun
You know Its steady sinking
Say you headed to the top, But why can I still reach you

Hopped off the porch
Niggas is dorks
Collegiate flow like I stay in them dorms
Forgot about more
Y'all not important
Hop on that Twitter keep tellin them stories
Bout when you was war-ing
When you was whore-ing
That time you f*cked your homie sister, Lauren
Money hungry, need milk, porridge
Gold plate we don't need to forage

Who the f*ck rappin like me? I'm lookin
Booth or the kitchen A nigga cookin
Staying lowkey but I'm never ducking
Die for everything and live for nothing
And then tear apart any and all assumptions
Find you somebody to match a blunt with
I2l bout them celebrations
Ain't popping bottles but still get wasted
She got a man so she said don't tape this

Got so deep she walk-in and her knees be knocking
Told her I'm a dog I'm a dog a dachshund
Look up to them niggas with the work no clock in
When you this fly bitches wanna up ride up in the cockpit
Try to change the world but niggas hate change
Cause niggas like Nip keep on gettin slain
Enough bout that shit, said what I say
When Life give you lemons sell out Minute Maid

Floating on the 3rd rock from the sun
You know It's steady sinking
Say you headed to the top, But why can I still reach you
Yeah, don't f*ck with cops, niggas think it's open season
And all this on my mind, it got me blowin at my leisure

3rd rock from the sun
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Floating on the 3rd rock from the sun
You know Its steady sinking
Say you headed to the top, But why can I still reach you
Yeah, don't f*ck with cops, niggas think it's open season
And all this on my mind, it got me blowin at my leisure

Floating on the 3rd rock from the sun
You know Its steady sinking
Say you headed to the top, But why can I still reach you

Hopped off the porch
Niggas is dorks
Collegiate flow like I stay in them dorms
Forgot about more
Y'all not important
Hop on that Twitter keep tellin them stories
Bout when you was war-ing
When you was whore-ing
That time you f*cked your homie sister, Lauren
Money hungry, need milk, porridge
Gold plate we don't need to forage

Who the f*ck rappin like me? I'm lookin
Booth or the kitchen A nigga cookin
Staying lowkey but I'm never ducking
Die for everything and live for nothing
And then tear apart any and all assumptions
Find you somebody to match a blunt with
I2l bout them celebrations
Ain't popping bottles but still get wasted
She got a man so she said don't tape this

Got so deep she walk-in and her knees be knocking
Told her I'm a dog I'm a dog a dachshund
Look up to them niggas with the work no clock in
When you this fly bitches wanna up ride up in the cockpit
Try to change the world but niggas hate change
Cause niggas like Nip keep on gettin slain
Enough bout that shit, said what I say
When Life give you lemons sell out Minute Maid

Floating on the 3rd rock from the sun
You know It's steady sinking
Say you headed to the top, But why can I still reach you
Yeah, don't f*ck with cops, niggas think it's open season
And all this on my mind, it got me blowin at my leisure

3rd rock from the sun
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Writer: Markas Bridgett
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