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Third Day Slow Down

to slow down If You know that I?m going too fast for my own good Tell me to slow down If the way is leading to a dead end Tell me to slow down Turn

to slow down, If you know that I'm going too fast for my own good. Tell me to slow down, If the way is leading to a dead end. Tell me to slow down, Turn

permanent frown Xzibit get down by liftin' iron by the pound for the tough individual runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the General walk one day

in any metal object Throwin a nigga on the walls and try to search me down I laugh knowin that my stash'll never be found Well anyway, on the third day

guess who's on third? Lupe still like Lupin the Third. Hear life here till I'm beer on the curb Peach fuzz buzz but beard on the verge Slow it down like

I woke up one day in Vacaville Round the corner from the pen Fat house on the hill All the homies in the pen straigt locked down But I gotta get dressed

you, until the break of day! Yeah, uhh - uhh yeah, rapps on deck [Chorus] When I rock the beat it sounds so incredible When I put it down it's so unforgettable

down from all angles Trapped inside this devil's triangle like Bo I had the Jangles And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans One cross eyed and hunchbacked, the other must be mixed with black The third

hound locked permanent frown Xzibit get down By liftin' iron by the pound for the tough individual Runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the General Walk one day