Perseverance by Tea-Time Lyrics
[Tea-Time]
Verse 1:
Girls suck ma dick cause they like Tea Tasting
Rhymes so pure you can call it free basing
Facing mic's like the blunts you lacing
Listening to tea-time ya times not wasting
Microphone equipped to leave ya mind stripped
Nuthin left feels like theft roofalin slipped
Mic's stuck to ma palms no 40 hands
You say raps a breaze well i dont see any fans
U can't spit like havin swollen saliva glands
Im in command
Block ma territory like the rio grande
Pen to hand, and my soul ignites
Spittin talent in my rhyme book reach new heights
Ma thoughts come alive in my speech
I gotta drive to impeach
Reach limits that others strive to breach
Tracks personify my heart and soul
People ask how i spit flames well i start wid coal
Chorus:
I can do anything with a little perseverance
Cause ma hearts stuck to the mic with coherence
And you'll never take me down I'm to proficient
Self sufficient
All you others rhyme deficient
Verse 2:
Tea cycles girls like birth control
Make their brain swirl like a barbers pole
Ma bars stand high, hard to reach like a field goal
And i fished my success, no fishing pole
Everyday spittin, it ain't coincidental
Neva gentle
Killin tracks on any instrumental
These skills were acquired over years
So brutal known for closure of careers
Pioneers, of this game were beating
Heating up our flows to leave ya resources depleting
Makin crowds nod their heads like a business meeting
No competing, against this UK mastermind
Look to ya records there was no one faster signed
Me and the mic beat on the same frequency
Easily splitting heads evenly
Secretly take ya money frequently
I spit decently, no decency
Fuck keepin it peaceful B
Chorus:
Repeated
Verse 1:
Girls suck ma dick cause they like Tea Tasting
Rhymes so pure you can call it free basing
Facing mic's like the blunts you lacing
Listening to tea-time ya times not wasting
Microphone equipped to leave ya mind stripped
Nuthin left feels like theft roofalin slipped
Mic's stuck to ma palms no 40 hands
You say raps a breaze well i dont see any fans
U can't spit like havin swollen saliva glands
Im in command
Block ma territory like the rio grande
Pen to hand, and my soul ignites
Spittin talent in my rhyme book reach new heights
Ma thoughts come alive in my speech
I gotta drive to impeach
Reach limits that others strive to breach
Tracks personify my heart and soul
People ask how i spit flames well i start wid coal
Chorus:
I can do anything with a little perseverance
Cause ma hearts stuck to the mic with coherence
And you'll never take me down I'm to proficient
Self sufficient
All you others rhyme deficient
Verse 2:
Tea cycles girls like birth control
Make their brain swirl like a barbers pole
Ma bars stand high, hard to reach like a field goal
And i fished my success, no fishing pole
Everyday spittin, it ain't coincidental
Neva gentle
Killin tracks on any instrumental
These skills were acquired over years
So brutal known for closure of careers
Pioneers, of this game were beating
Heating up our flows to leave ya resources depleting
Makin crowds nod their heads like a business meeting
No competing, against this UK mastermind
Look to ya records there was no one faster signed
Me and the mic beat on the same frequency
Easily splitting heads evenly
Secretly take ya money frequently
I spit decently, no decency
Fuck keepin it peaceful B
Chorus:
Repeated