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Tea for Two

Cassandra Wilson

Rendezvous

1997

Far from the crowded city
Where flowers pretty caress the stream
Cozy to hide in, to live side by side in,
Don't let it apart in my dream

Picture

pants
You hate me I understand
Coffee and tea at my mans
Just put your feet in the sand ho
Relax hon, I don't bite, you're alright
Only for y'all
Dressed

For learning how to bag it up
And piss out clean pee
To bag a quarter key of dope
And piss out green tea
I learned it in a cell when
I spent a couple

time will tell]
Come look deeply in my eyes
These are the days of our lives
See the murder mold our lives
[Layzie: See the murder mold]
These are

Live it in a PlayStation (station)
Delusional with the sawed off
Leatherface and Bukshot
If you can't tell by the names you should
Already know they'll

Meds switched up, got a little sicker
On the couch in the cut, tea in the pitcher
Lemon in there, that's word to my wheels
Ice in there, that's how

I'll cook and live happily with my husband
And when were old, were gonna drink tea everyday by the garden
Say you care but baby that's the old me
Why

I'll cook and live happily with my husband
And when were old, were gonna drink tea everyday by the garden
Say you care but baby that's the old me
Why

Police brutality
Typical life of a black man
They say that God made us all
We never asked to be brown skin
Now we praying asking God
Why is it so

my god she called da police
Sippin' my tea, nigga, mindin' my piece
Shit 'bout to fade to black, I'm bleached (sheesh)
Head so good, I wrote her

days
But when you live life early you be faced with older ways
Gotta keep it on the waist
When you living in the city
Gotta have when it take
To make it

never fake it
I just wanna live my life  so true

I got really stoned, lost all my friends and almost got beat up by some idiots in the crowd. But

Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in

don't give a fuck, I don't care if police know I did it
Man I hussle, I get money in the sunshine or a blizzard
I go hard for that paper, homie, I just

Ghetto Star

2Pac

Better Dayz [Clean]

2002

Hand to hand, runnin' from the police (sellin' motherfuckin' dopes)
(Smokin' weed)
I see you
Live your life as a ghetto star
(look at these tramp ass

cyy, roll up, time to bake up
Charismatic, wanna bitch and snake it, watch you cookie when I wake up
Balenciaga roll powder in the nose, know this

the city
Police be rolling and
Foot patrolling in the city
Niggas got bankroll
Stacking up pesos in the city
Killas be lurkin
Tryna merk something in

my niggas locked
Rest in Peace My peoples
I'ma hold it Down that's always
Live by the code die for my bros
Steady making pros like Everyday
I got

and fireworks
Camera pose in matching shirts
For the scrapbook that you made, with that twinkle in your eye

I wanna watch our lives flick by on the big screen

just to unsend and delete
Every time I’m dropping they get more anxiety
They tell me that It's love
Just so I can spill the tea
In 2020 I put all

savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold

Verbal Intercourse

Nas

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold

it's in my feed again
Another brother in the streets gettin killed by police again
I turn my phone off Shalom Aleichem
Where I'm from if they can't break

it's in my feed again
Another brother in the streets gettin killed by police again
I turn my phone off Shalom Aleichem
Where I'm from if they can't break