[Intro - spoken word] Gravel & Dust Domestic Disturbance We gather here today To mourn what we have lost [Verse 1 - Big Niggle] B-I-G N-I-DOUBLE-G-L-E, moment of silence please Crime scene in the kitchen, biscuit floatin' in the tea Detectives on the scene, chalk outline on the mug Victim was a Rich Tea, someone pull the plug I examined the wreckage, man, this hurts the most Time of death? 8:42, now he's a fuckin' ghost Witnesses say he went in for a second dunk (why?) Rookie move, we all knew, now the whole thing's sunk I tried negotiations, sent a spoon in to retrieve Hostage situation failed, crumbled on me Now I'm standin' at the counter, pourin' one out Rest in tea, fallen soldier, that's what mug life's about [Hook] Another one gone, add it to the toll (damn) Lost a good one, tea done took his soul Bow your heads, this the life we chose Rest in tea, little homie, that's how it goes [Verse 2 - Lil Setback - grief-stricken] Lil biddy setback, I can't—I can't do this, man (nah) That was MY biscuit, you don't understand I'm goin' through the stages, first I was in denial Stared at the mug for a while like "nah, he'll float in a while" Then the anger hit, I blamed the tea, blamed the cup Blamed the kettle, blamed the water, man, I'm fucked up Bargaining stage, tried to drink around the debris (please) Maybe if I filter it through my teeth? Depression set in, sat down on the kitchen floor Thinkin' 'bout the Hobnobs I should've reached for Finally acceptance—nah, fuck that, I'm still mad That biscuit was the best one in the pack I had (damn) [Hook] Another one gone, add it to the toll (damn) Lost a good one, tea done took his soul Bow your heads, this the life we chose Rest in tea, little homie, that's how it goes [Outro - spoken word] Domestic Disturbance Gone but not forgotten Rich Tea... one dunk only Mug life
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