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'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,

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

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

to cool off my head

Now I see the vision, seeing is believing

Teas'n, pleas'n, run for the door
Teas'n, pleas'n, she wants more

Woke up again in

known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him

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

(crack, crack, crack)
I had her fiendin' 'bout that dick
There's somethin' sweet about that shit (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
I got some tea up out that bitch

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

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

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

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

he had his knee in My back and I couldn't breathe 
I couldn't breathe 
I feel like I can't leave my House without a loaded gun
Loaded gun 
I might just

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,

revaluation as I jot
Ignoring situations with the cops
Man I had to lock
Man I had to sell some rocks
Man I just had to run away from all of my thoughts 
Saying

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

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

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

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)

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

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

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

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

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

a bird
Unless mum says it's tea

So I took off my shoes
I took off my socks
I'm running bare feet
I'm hop scotching rocks
But look out for stingers
They'll