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I'm Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh)
Damage (uh), Damege (uh), Destruction (terror), Motherfucker say
(ONE) something's got to
(TWO) something's got to
(THREE) got to give
rrrAArrrrrggghhhhhhh...

1]
Sage Francis is out of it. He switched his tone
Closet Anonymous, bitch, I drink alone
Nobody knows so I on..
I go to Fugazi shows requesting Minor Threat
Drunk driving for Exxon. Don't slalom the
smooth sailing til the boat bottom bites curbs
No problem, but my sight's blurred. serve me drinks
Because I'll write the words make this whole world sink
I'm bitter, and sour, shit, I need to shower, shit and shave
Stuck to the TV and out of it these days
I've got a CD. the counterfeit DJs
Who first fronted on our vinyl then bought Bounce off
I'm of headwraps...they meditate on rhymes
Swing lead bats...to their minds
Get back...Emcees fucking righteous
Craig Mack ain't never got his meat lumped this

2:
I am a nightmare walkin', psychopath
Natalie with a blank tape in my walkman
talkin to myself over cassettes
the essential steps of having graphic, telepathic sex
Mind me or get the hell off of my head case
it up or spit it out. How's that medicated bed taste?
I replaced the sheets. I love off pillow cases
Breaking teeth, shoving lip glass in your faces
Like that! "Do you that?"
"If you had hands to your arms would you fight back?"
I your daughter's school bus
Dismantled ridiculous religions that Gods that you trust
Whose style of living and senseless spending
is
Sage Francis manages bandages on mannequins
standing in with bananas and candid cameras

Damage (Damage) You what I'm saying
(Damage) (Damage) Yeah, do it me! (Every chance I'm doing damage)
Come on y'all! (Damage) You know the damage (Damage) (SMILE FOR ME! - BRUISE YOUR AND DANCE!)

3]
This music's got abusive roots, fists hit my face on rough
You think bruises are cute but, trick, you ain't my blood
Some strike the wrong nerve (the way they is weak.)
write with strong words (they can't build the nerve to speak.)
Verbally inept except when are expected
Preconceived conversation styles. "That talk shit was written kid!"
Caught me. Watch me freestyle bowel movement
You won't hear no "ooohs" or "ahhhs" when I choose to use no STUPID!"
I was kidding when I wasn't, bitch?
Shit is HOT. Plumbers unclog my toilet over mitts
Your mommy thinks I'm dope...there's no I'm not
Put hockey in your throat...from the penalty box
Enemies jock while their girl athletic support
Having sex for the sport of it on courts
Maintaining my composure when game night is
and I don't strike a pose...I strike a poseur. DAMAGE

I'm doing (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh)
Damage (uh), Damege (uh), Destruction (terror), Motherfucker say
(ONE) It's nothing with me
(TWO) It's wrong with me
(THREE) It's nothing with me
RRRAArrrrrggghhhhhhh..

4]
I quickly enter your dip, strip ends from your money clip
Joe you to death with the shit end of his ugly stick
Fighting queens in the white college scene
Wiping pockets clean when we them run their shit like soccer teams
After chased with an axe...half of their face'll collapse
You ain't copped it when Non-Prophets bass on wax?
Well, I'm your typical hiphop figure
But I'm not left wing OR right wing. I'm the middle
And Joe's a sick, demented, mind reader
Who the shit with a nickle-plated 9 MiliMeter
When it's time to SHUT THE FUCK UP
I had writer's block and Joey's never been in a production slump
(Jump, Jump) It's worth it now
(Jump, Jump) Don't listen when they say not
(Jump, Jump) It always hurts down
This is MY house, you don't like it? Get the off of my rooftop

(Yeah, yeah, coming through your area, we're Non Prophets
Francis on the lyrics, Joe Beats on production
and my man DJ Mek-a-lek on the cut, it!)
(ONE) It's nothing with me
(TWO) nothing wrong with me
(THREE) It's nothing with me
rrrAArrrrrggghhhhhhh..

I do
I do Damage