BLACK TEA Lyrics

Black tea

black table set

Crowded stairways

Walls paper thin

Open windows

Got a latch with grit

It's always fucking dark

Can't see shit ahead

Sparse ass kitchen

Wit a sour ass living room

Busted up table

Wit a nice ass cushion

Really ain't stable

Everything keep creaking

Probably busted

By the party's in the evening

Large red stains

Dirty ash beige carpet

Constant pains

Aching structural degradation

The glass like dirt

And the tile like obsidian

Give it ten years

Bet this place will cost a million

Got to go forth for the big man though

They like free men less the cash come slow

Less we lining up they pockets kids we better go and hop it

Guess we too comfortable we must go home

Over the moon

This a vacation

Keep it all true

Ya We ain't waiting

The plane takes trip like it's skipping cross the pond

Back home where your lil ass belong

See simply put it was out of our control

We had all mistook the cards we were thrown

This ain't a damn choice it's the life I've led

Sometimes when it come up sheets feel different in bed

Misled

Mistrusted

I guess it fucked me up royally

It dusted

Wavering

Hope

God knows

I kept it

But if all the same

You don't know my perspective

So please don't tell me who

The fuck I am

I don't take it as a quip

when you say fuck my land

In fact it's fairly comical

Cuz you don't know who

You is

And know treat me as abnormal

Cuz my past make sense

See my path different

Walk on glass and wince

See your path ignorant

Surprised yo pops tapped shit

Bitch imma whole lotta prick

Mixed with class and grit

Fuck this governmental system

They always asking with

Nothing to follow

Swear this land still hollow

Wonder why that is skeletal culture

Buried underneath dirt and sand

You living vultures moving in

With no common sense boy how poignant

Over the moon

This a vacation

Keep it all true

Ya We ain't waiting

The plane takes trip like it's skipping cross the pond

Back home where your lil ass belong

I don't mean to be dramatic

In fact this a way to express my manic

I don't wanna close doors or burn all bridges

I just wanna state that this ain't consistent

See everyone been living different

Everybody have an image

We all think we special even though we all the same

Yet all the sameness causes kinks in the chain

And all is painless until someone pokes yo pain

Open wounds left by monsoons of the consumed

People coming on voyages

Just for hope truth

Numbers adding up calculating brains

Entering an island or two

Same same but different

But when we all a corpse

Composition same description

Yet it's all twisted cuz we read different scripture

Now tell me whos your god when you lower in your grave

I just think it's different when we thinking all the same

Over the moon

This a vacation

Keep it all true

Ya We ain't waiting

The plane takes trip like it's skipping cross the pond

Back home where your lil ass belong