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

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

2:
I am a nightmare walkin', psychopath
Natalie Portman with a blank in my walkman
talkin to myself over instrumental
the essential of having graphic, telepathic mental sex
Mind fuck me or get the hell off of my head
it up or spit it out. How's that medicated bed taste?
I replaced the sheets. I love ripping off cases
Breaking teeth, shoving lip in your little faces
that! "Do you like that?"
"If you had hands attached to your would you fight back?"
I hijacked your school bus
ridiculous religions that supply Gods that you trust
Whose style of living and senseless spending
is
Sage Francis manages bandages on cancerous
standing in pajamas with bananas and cameras

Damage (Damage) You know 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! - YOUR FACE AND DANCE!)

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

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

4]
I quickly enter your honey dip, strip ends from your clip
Joe Beats you to death with the shit end of his stick
Fighting drama in the white college scene
pockets clean when we make them run their shit like soccer teams
After they're chased an axe...half of their face'll collapse
You ain't copped it when dropped bass on wax?
Well, I'm your hiphop political figure
But I'm not left wing OR right wing. I'm the middle
And Joe's a sick, demented, jaded reader
Who shoots the shit with a nickle-plated 9
When time to rock SHUT THE FUCK UP
I never had 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 coming
This is MY house, you like it? Get the fuck off of my rooftop

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

I do
everychance I do