South Park - 3rd Wish - Sözleri

First Verse [SPM]: 

Another deadly ceremony, 

In a sacred territory, 

It was all done for the glory, 

You bitches ain't got nothin' for me 

O-G, from the H-I, double L, W, double O, D 

Live the life of the lowly, 

Movin' white ponies, still puttin' in work for the dead homies,



Show me the way out, stayin' ready for anything under the sun, 

Under the moon, under the stars, God I'm lookin' for somewhere

to run 

Dumpin' my gun, as soon as I'm done, 

Leavin' 'em numb, with one in his lung, 

Livin' fast and dyin' young, always business never for fun 

Chorus [Marilyn Rylander]: 

Tell me what it is 

Tell me what you want 

For your 3rd Wishhhhhhhh 

This is your last wishhhhhhh 

Tell me what it is 

Tell me what you need 

For your 3rd Wishhhhhhh 

This is your last wishhhhhhh 

Second Verse [SPM]: 

Bussin' our teflon, at the red dawn, 

I ain't f**kin' with nothin', get stepped on 

The purest, I'm the surest, playin' a tourist walkin' through

Saigon, 

Been a hustler servin' up big bricks, 

And livin' my life to hit licks, 

Trip on a G like me and see the beads of banana clips Trick 

Stamina cannot be duplicated, 

Bite on the dust, you get faded, 

So many wannabe criminals up in the game of drug-related 

Open up, open up your dopehouses 

Turning you men into mouses 

Saggin' my burgendy trousers, 

Letting you know how the South is 

Chorus 

Bridge One [Grimm & SPM]: 

phone rings 

SPM: "Dopehouse Records" 

Grimm: "Say man Los, man it ain't go right man, I'ma tell you

man, Lil' Drugs 

dead man." 

SPM: "What?" 

Grimm: "Yeah, he's dead man" 

SPM: "F**k" 

Grimm: "And I got big Jon with me man, he got hit bad on the

side, it don't 

look good bro, it don't look good, he bleedin' bad. We can't go

to the 

hospital man, we ain't goin' to the hospital." 

SPM: "Yeah" 

Grimm: "We headed straight to the Dopehouse. Call Doc, tell him

we need him." 

SPM: "Alright my nigga, are you sure about Lil' Drugs?" 

Grimm: "I'm sure man, he's gone baby, he's gone. We gotta get

these 

muthaf**kas." 

SPM: "Alright, hurry up." 

ends phone conversation, SPM starts talking to himself 

SPM: "Okay, this is it, I've wished for money, and I've wished

for fame, but 

what good is it, if I'm still stuck in this game? So, for my 3rd

wish...I 

just wish for all this shit to stop. Just please make it stop."



Third Verse [SPM]: 

I'm back once again for revenge, 

In an all-black bulletproof Benz, 

How will I get 'em? It just depends, 

Hook his ass up with all his dead friends, 

Here ye, here ye, sincerely, 

Why so many haters fear me? 

Dearly departed, y'all started some shit, and struck but

couldn't come near me 

We're the odyssey, young prodigy, runnin' the top notch

properties, 

Where snitches get shot in they arteries, but gettin' nobody's

apologies 

Follow me how do we master the first jack? 

Since the day I was born I was cursed Black, 

H-Town's where I'm doin' my dirt at, 

Robbin' you hoes on horseback 

Chorus












		
			



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