[Intro, imitating the owl from the "Tootsie Pop" commercials]

One ... two ... three...

[Chomping sound] ... three!!



[Canibus]

Yo, in linear terms, my thirty-three degree, and a

Words will give you thirty-third degree burns

First I write thirty-three lines to a verse

About how I created the Earth out of thirty-three quirks

Thirty-three of my peers never thought it would work

For thirty-three days, I started my relentless research

And I figured, if Jigga could do, twenty-two two's

As an mc, then I could do, thirty-three three's

Suddenly it occurred, at three-thirty, on March third

It came to me like God's word

I started to load my thirty-three caliber Mossberg

Went to the top of the Empire State, on thirty-third

Thirty-three gunshots was heard

Thirty-three pedestrians lay wounded or dead, on the curb

Thirty-three squad cars rushed to the scene

As soon as they heard some mad-man had gone berserk

I demanded thirty-three million

Or I was going to kill thirty-three of the women and children in the building

I gave them thirty-three minutes to respond

Then I proceeded to arm, a backpack nuclear bomb

I set the timer for three hours, and three minutes long

Told them not to try nothing funny or I'd kill them all

They still never responded

Until I saw thirty-three of the S.W.A.T. team jump out of three helicopters

I told them for the third and final time

If they crossed the line again, I'd take, thirty-three lives

Three of the hostages started crying

Three of them started wilding, and convinced, three more to start an uprising

Three of them stood to their feet and started freestyling

I didn't know what to do, so I started rhyming

I tried to kick three-hundred bars

But I got picked off by a sniper from thirty-three yards

The bullet hit me but it got lodged, and ricocheted off

Three organs three inches away from my heart

My name went down in history, as the illest MC

Rewind it and count it, thirty-three threes