Dumbfoundead - 1st, 2nd, & 3rd lyrics

[Verse 1] There's a first time for everyone The first time you rode a bike First time you spent at your girlfriends overnight The first time she broke your heart, your 21st birthday When you got to hit that open bar (choking hard) During the first time you smoked cigars The first time is so bizarre, the first time is beautiful First time you went to a funeral The first time you got first place First time you got hurt, and needed first aid Your first offense (shouldn't have been there in the first place) And your first friend (who's always been there through the worst case) Scenario, first of the month, got paid and bought a stereo And your first tape, your first date When you got nervous and your heart rate went up The first time is like seeing a dark place lit up You gotta keep it going ‘cause the start ain't enough The first man to do anything never gave up [Verse 2] After the first verse follow with a second one (I second that) Step it up before the seconds run on the second half Sometimes in life we get a second chance This is too early for us to think about the exit plan (Project Blowed and Swim Team) That be like my second fam Keep it going, with the DJ mixing in that second jam Light up a spliff, turn ya'll to victims of that secondhand Actually I need a breather, give a second man It's getting heated we gon' need that second fan Take a second and listen to the blowing of the western sands Every grain acting as a second land, turning seconds to an hour (Power to the people) to the second power How we gon' make it home when we're stuck at second base How we gon' be first, when we're stuck in second place I can't let my seconds waste, ‘til my final resting place I'ma give ya'll a second to all those who are less awake [Verse 3] Yo the third time's the lucky charm I'm never gon' back down Third degree black belt, fighting in the last round 43rd and Leimert, that's the place I worked nights Trying to keep it legit, ain't trying to catch a third strike Third grade wordplay got you blurry in the third eye Keep working on your craft, you'll get it on the third try Where are you trying to be at when you turn thirty something? I'm trying to live by the beach, West on third or something I'm tired of receiving third notices for bills Paying off fines on my third court appeal A pocket full of nothing but dirty lint, and thirty cents This ain't a TV show you can't work it in the thirty minutes While you're at a buffet, working on your third plate There's third world villages, in a much worse state Hungry and thirsty, I finally got my point across Nailed it on my third take, first second third fade