For tighter pay, who recite or say rhymes that make you hide or lay in the cut. Like a spider prey on those I fight I slay right away!!
I stayed core should be way more paid or have a higher grade, score. Made Raw Heat and slayed tour, raid stores.
Check your daughter, leave chicks wet and slaughtered like tecs and water. With intellect I taught her respect and order from the sec I saw her.
I'm grinning pitch even when it's brick with dividends I grip. Sending chicks to put up my linen fits, I'm winning bitch!!
You love to flash, the upper class become supper fast. In The Bronx they buck and blast abduct your ass if you're f*cking trash!!!
Run that, I'm sincere battles I win fair and square. I was in here way more than tens years been there and done that!!!
Sound, tracks astound cats them clown acts in town's wack. Hit the ground flat in one round Jack get your crown snatched!!!
It's Percee P, heard of me verbally murder Bee, urgently. Put rappers in emergency surgery, third degree burns!!!
I spit rhymes with sick lines like fish some bit mines to get shine and Trick Blind chicks to pick swine over the lit kind.
Grip and ate honey's like I'm picking grapes licking mates when I'm stripping dates.When it's getting late make em bitch and wait give em dick and skate!!
It's just the way I spit,bust rhymes leave your shit crushed. The chicks lust knowing you f*cking with us so kick dust!!!
Same dumb lame scum who forgot where he came from. Shame, son I exchange gun fire retire and maim bums!!
My shit hit and I spit sick, while nitwits try to get rich quick and views using big tits.
Rap clout, hating cats pout taking the back route. Packed house but a media blackout so you lack doubt.
Come with bars I ain't some bum spitting some dumb shit. Chumps get hung quick just for fun bitch cause I run shit!!
It's Percee P, heard of me verbally murder Bee, urgently. Put rappers in emergency surgery, third degree burns!!!
Percee P - Third Degree Burns (-) Lyrics
Percee P - Third Degree Burns (-) Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
For tighter pay, who recite or say rhymes that make you hide or lay in the cut. Like a spider prey on those I fight I slay right away!!
I stayed core should be way more paid or have a higher grade, score. Made Raw Heat and slayed tour, raid stores.
Check your daughter, leave chicks wet and slaughtered like tecs and water. With intellect I taught her respect and order from the sec I saw her.
I'm grinning pitch even when it's brick with dividends I grip. Sending chicks to put up my linen fits, I'm winning bitch!!
You love to flash, the upper class become supper fast. In The Bronx they buck and blast abduct your ass if you're f*cking trash!!!
Run that, I'm sincere battles I win fair and square. I was in here way more than tens years been there and done that!!!
Sound, tracks astound cats them clown acts in town's wack. Hit the ground flat in one round Jack get your crown snatched!!!
It's Percee P, heard of me verbally murder Bee, urgently. Put rappers in emergency surgery, third degree burns!!!
I spit rhymes with sick lines like fish some bit mines to get shine and Trick Blind chicks to pick swine over the lit kind.
Grip and ate honey's like I'm picking grapes licking mates when I'm stripping dates.When it's getting late make em bitch and wait give em dick and skate!!
It's just the way I spit,bust rhymes leave your shit crushed. The chicks lust knowing you f*cking with us so kick dust!!!
Same dumb lame scum who forgot where he came from. Shame, son I exchange gun fire retire and maim bums!!
My shit hit and I spit sick, while nitwits try to get rich quick and views using big tits.
Rap clout, hating cats pout taking the back route. Packed house but a media blackout so you lack doubt.
Come with bars I ain't some bum spitting some dumb shit. Chumps get hung quick just for fun bitch cause I run shit!!
It's Percee P, heard of me verbally murder Bee, urgently. Put rappers in emergency surgery, third degree burns!!!
I stayed core should be way more paid or have a higher grade, score. Made Raw Heat and slayed tour, raid stores.
Check your daughter, leave chicks wet and slaughtered like tecs and water. With intellect I taught her respect and order from the sec I saw her.
I'm grinning pitch even when it's brick with dividends I grip. Sending chicks to put up my linen fits, I'm winning bitch!!
You love to flash, the upper class become supper fast. In The Bronx they buck and blast abduct your ass if you're f*cking trash!!!
Run that, I'm sincere battles I win fair and square. I was in here way more than tens years been there and done that!!!
Sound, tracks astound cats them clown acts in town's wack. Hit the ground flat in one round Jack get your crown snatched!!!
It's Percee P, heard of me verbally murder Bee, urgently. Put rappers in emergency surgery, third degree burns!!!
I spit rhymes with sick lines like fish some bit mines to get shine and Trick Blind chicks to pick swine over the lit kind.
Grip and ate honey's like I'm picking grapes licking mates when I'm stripping dates.When it's getting late make em bitch and wait give em dick and skate!!
It's just the way I spit,bust rhymes leave your shit crushed. The chicks lust knowing you f*cking with us so kick dust!!!
Same dumb lame scum who forgot where he came from. Shame, son I exchange gun fire retire and maim bums!!
My shit hit and I spit sick, while nitwits try to get rich quick and views using big tits.
Rap clout, hating cats pout taking the back route. Packed house but a media blackout so you lack doubt.
Come with bars I ain't some bum spitting some dumb shit. Chumps get hung quick just for fun bitch cause I run shit!!
It's Percee P, heard of me verbally murder Bee, urgently. Put rappers in emergency surgery, third degree burns!!!
Writer: J Simon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid