TR3

All weapons, medkits, flares and save crystals: Quickly press


L2, R2(2), L2(4), R2, L2, R2(2), L2, R2(2), L2(2), R2, L2(2), R2


during game play. Lara will scream to confirm correct code entry.








Level Skip: Quickly press


L2, R2, L2(2), R2, L2, R2, L2, R2, L2(4), R2, L2, R2(4), L2


during game play. Lara will say "No" to confirm correct code entry.








All secrets: Quickly press L2(5), R2, L2(3), R2, L2, R2, L2(2), R2, L2(2), R2, L2(2) during game play. Lara will say "No" to confirm correct code entry. Enabling this code will also unlock the "All Hallowed" bonus level.


Racetrack key in Lara's mansion: Quickly press R2, L2(3), R2, L2(6), R2, L2(5), R2, L2(2) during game play.










Full health: Quickly press


R2(2), L2, R2, L2(6), R2, L2(3), R2, L2(5)


during game play.






Flare
Select R1

legend

Phil

Milano

We can't go nowhere, we can't do nothing

Where can we go, and nobody would know
What can we do, without them seein' me & you
What will we say when we finish fuckin' at the end of the day
Where can we go...we can't go nowhere

we can't go nowhere we can't even think about it
we might as well just chill talk on the phone
cause there ain't no use goin' out in public
unless you sayin' fuck it and let everyone know

Yo we gotta keep it safe
Cause if he knew we were together he'll be all off in your face
Wonderin' what happened with us, drillin' you with questions
You can save yourself from hurt feelings and the fussin'
Now you know I'm involved too
So I thought you would agree with what I'm sayin'
We can't go around playin' with these peoples hearts
We can't be sneakin' off in these streets creepin'
Without at least one your friends peekin'
It's felony, yellin' and tellin' your man
And me and him is cool so he wouldn't understand
yo, I got respect for my dawg
But I keep having visions of him naked and all
I shoudna told you that but it's a fact
I put this thang up in your back
Girl, you woudn't know how to act..
But we, both know that it's wrong
So we might as well just leave it alone

We can't go nowhere, we can't do nothing {*2X*}

Mud = fun

Picking up pieces of information
Time locks
Picking up pieces of information about you
And how to pick locks
Scouting around on the Lower East Side and matresses in the rain
Them uptown ladies with their uptown coats
Come down here to get laid

It's a boring macho trip
And I'm the type that facinates
Hey, Mrs Pamela Brown, how's the Dakota?

You're twenty eight years and your face has been lifted
But you still look so much older
You been desoiled and your linen is drab,
You've got crabs
The things they sell you
Your credit cards
I love you for it
I love you for it
Sell your sugar
I'm a humanitarian
I give it all to myself
That way you way you cling
And I stay additive

And psychologically you know
Hey, psychologically it's better that I think that I am dirt
Psychologically it's better that I think that I am dirt
Do you know it's better to think I'm dirt
Don't you like to have some dirt
That all it's worth it's just dirt
Cheap
Cheap damn dirt
Hey Pam, dirt
Cheap dirt
Dirt
Uptown dirt
Dirt

"you flaming ye heard?"

Health worker Han Li has sparked a new trend in therapy – by wrapping
patients in oil-soaked blankets and setting fire to them. The heat apparently
causes total relaxation in the patients. ‘It looks pretty dangerous but it’s
harmless when done properly,’ said Mr Han, 53, who runs a clinic in Beijing.