Luyện nghe bài hát The Buzz Kill

(Recorded Voice)
You are listening to the of the Sage

Sage posses the newest and most revolutionary advance in split second
As well as split calculation
To protect the of America
The defense of tomorrow had to be discovered now
But Sage needed more this
New concepts, new tools, new
By analyzing the past, Sage can into the future

(Sage Francis)
I used to think that rappers had it out

Brass Monkey, St. Ides, Old English, and Guiness
Once a man twice a boy with a choice of vice or of spite
Not enough poisons to pick to enjoy life
Now I thought suicide was a suburban

I see my own hands being the ones I'm murdered with
is until I travelled this world a bit
I understand now if I lose my nerve get the girl to do it!

She heard the music but preferred the person, worth it
The only one I left behind the curtain to work
buttons and playin' with levers
We'll together as long as I'm honest in my songs
(Radio) never play this
Scared of dismissing clear channel playlists
developed, yet highly advanced
The black music intertwined the white man's line dance

(Recorded Voice)
Supersonic, super destructive, unresistable
On the job, the clock, with 24 hour a day reliability

monitoring, pulse-taking, controlling
Into a continuous flow of interpretation, which be understood at a glance

(Sage Francis)
It's not only a time I'm
Busy with shivers and cold
on snow banks
Waiting to be delivered some

Or
Lift and my fate for several levels

Fill my body till they send me an empty face the head of devils
My breath the smell of flowers
Yanked life, placed in a vase
Sits and wilts and watch 'em in the name of grave mistakes
That we all
Believe that we're getting by ourselves wrong
Throw me a John letter party
And ill be there bells on
Hell
So if he calls the city
They got the gall
To blame the on biggie smalls
strip malls

To clubs
They slip
Into the drinks that kids
Tell us to up and get buzzed
This is the kill jump into the saddle
Emerge from the dust kicked up in the battle
my guns drawn and sword out
Pointed towards the
I sort out words from my war torn
I the actions with their meanings

Songs from "ends justify their means"
Plus I'm
me a bandaid a band that can play
A fanbase with aids and a voice like a hand grenade
I pull the wool over vision
the pin and push it in 'em
Using as a pin cusion
A villian
With some war paint and done in poor taste
see who laughs last all the way to foreign banks

(Recorded Voice)
Ready to take over in a of seconds
to protect the future of
Sage also has too
(Come on come on, it feel it)
The protection comes with the possesion weapons of retaliation
But is protection enough?

(Sage Francis)
(I was) I was in my former body

all the songs at parties
Now I'm like don't let
Through the door in the lobby
I'd wear Armani if they me
So people who are can rob me
forcefully sex me up
Color me confused they paint issues black and white

their grey matter right back to life
It's my destiny she me she beckons
She left me for dead but death didnt want no seconds
I'm fresh

Our freedom kissed the for their political dissent
*mwah* I do it with tongue this time
And that bovine blood out your wine
And take that statue back to the lab it was at
Your huddled yearning to breath free
'em back!
Your homeless to me
'em back!
The has cracked

(Recorded Voice)
And as as we're on guard
As long as ready to look ahead
To move
The future of is secure