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I be that schizo' motherfucker
Walking with a shovel
Keep the bodies covered
Lurking with my brothers
Killers by the hundred
Bleed out my fucking

one
Run it up
Get a bag
Run it up
Get a bag
Run it up
Get a bag
Run it up
Whole squad getting money this is love this love
Look we live by the motto
Run

It's Red Lyfe
It's Red Lyfe
Nobody safe anymore
Had to wake you niggas up, I couldn't wait anymore
Got so much shit on my mind, couldn't think

that works with me he's so damn lazy
Sit's around all day drinks coffee and tea
He expects all the work to be done by me
And sometimes I wonder what they

tea spiked with a little cocoa
Snatch your heart halfway out your Torso baby
I feel like Malcolm in the Middle (can I)
But to be quite frank you're

I came from the bottom 
Block on the bay
You know it's ran by danger blake
We crazy we got smitty
Me and Domini we running the city
Run on flakes you

model to me first
The next day I I woke up in the morning
Seen you on the news looked in the mirror
Then realized that I I I
Had something to prove
You

Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with

'm the best she ever had
Headed to a bag, then relapse, now I'm on a plane
Diamonds in the face and it's diamonds in the tennis chain
Run it, run it, run it,

Northern boys, can't compete
I like my tea a little sweet
If I had my druthers, with some ice
To take the edge off of this heat
Don't give me no lemonade

guess I had A chance

Fake as fuck ass, want admin , y'all all Charlie fans

Bitch I'm out, bitch I'm free, and I'm Charlie
With the tea Bitch I'm out,

(Hey Jack)
(Aye Aamaati play that shit)
I had enough of these games (I had enough of these games)
I had enough of these lames (I had enough of these

All these diamonds in my chains got me dancing 'round this bitch
I'm Martin Luther King, black diamonds on my wrist (run that back, Turbo)
Put

Ballad of the Black Gold

Talib Kweli

Reflection Eternal: Revolutions Per Minute

2010

This is the ballad of the black gold
They call it Texas tea
But it's bigger than a cowboy with a lasso
It's deeper than a black hole
Create

sip my tea

THC all in my pee
Get that check that's guaranteed

I just copped a new AP
Counting up like 123

Diamonds shining you can't see
I'm somebody

Ayy, ayy, they call me Percules, cause I keep perks on me
Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah
Morphine lean in my ice tea
Fuck Hennessy imma pour up some

I seek
Got a lil' bad physique
Already know she keep
Try to spill somn' already had my tea (Uh-huh)
A hell of a day
Try to stay low, try to keep

ran up some twos
Yeah, I'm on the news
Yeah, ran up some T's
Yeah, gotta run, flee
I got him weak, Derrick Rose knees
I'm in your hood, sippin' some tea

Killin' Fields

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

Now for that clan out there that had such a tough time gettin home 

Sorry bout that! 

I guess the only thing we can do  is play you a song 

Yeah

straight pants
Chuffed to bits
Trying to tax me for ma tea
Ima blick you out at sea
Call that a Brixton tea party

By golly I'm quiet knackered
Getting

man had bed a roof over his head
And then he decided to dip
For a bitch
And I guess that's just how it is.
Get knocked down and get kicked
One by one

High as the sky is up in the orbit
Damn my blood sugar coming down think I need a apple
Remember Eminem rhymed door hinge with orange
I said I had to run

Hydro indo (buddha!) 
Hah cocoa yo ya ya yo! 
I need some brown weed (lady) all day 
I need some brown weed (jenny) 
I need some cut (lady  lady)

a prison cell 
Hot cocoa be tall like I am the soldier king
Keep that food cooking by keeping it smoldering
Fifth day of Christmas pull up with golden ring