(Recorded Voice) You are to the heartbeat of the Sage
Sage posses the newest and most revolutionary advance in split presentation As well as second calculation To protect the future of The defense techniques of had to be discovered now But Sage needed than this New concepts, new tools, new By analyzing the past, Sage can into the future
(Sage Francis) I to think that rappers had it figured out
Brass Monkey, St. Ides, Old English, and Stout Once a man twice a boy with a choice of vice or voice of Not enough poisons to pick to enjoy this Now I thought was a suburban myth
I couldn't see my own being the ones I'm murdered with That is I travelled this world a bit I understand now if I lose my nerve I'll get the to do it!
She heard the music but preferred the person, she's it The only one I behind the curtain to work with Pushin' and playin' with levers We'll stay together as as I'm honest in my songs (Radio) Suckers never this Scared shitless of dismissing clear playlists Poorly developed, yet advanced The black music with the white man's line dance
(Recorded Voice) Supersonic, destructive, seemingly unresistable On the job, the clock, with 24 hour a day reliability
Constantly monitoring, pulse-taking, Into a flow of interpretation, which could be understood at a glance
(Sage Francis) It's not only a time I'm Busy with and cold shakes Sitting on snow to be delivered some soulmates
Or Lift and tuck my fate for several
Fill my body till they send me an empty with the head of devils My breath the smell of flowers Yanked from life, in a vase Sits and wilts and watch 'em dies in the name of mistakes That we all Believe that getting by treating ourselves wrong Throw me a John letter party And ill be there with on Hell So if he calls the city They still got the To blame the victory on smalls strip malls
To clubs They drugs the drinks that kids love Tell us to drink up and get This is the buzz jump into the saddle Emerge from the dust kicked up in the battle With my drawn and sword out towards the couthouse I sort out words from my war torn I disassociate the actions with their
Songs from "ends their means" mentality I'm bleeding Give me a bandaid a band can play A fanbase with aids and a voice like a hand grenade I pull the wool over vision Pull the pin and it in 'em Using as a pin cusion A villian some war paint and jokes done in poor taste We'll see who laughs last all the way to foreign
(Recorded Voice) Ready to over in a matter of seconds to protect the future of Sage also has too (Come on come on, feel it it) The protection comes with the possesion weapons of retaliation But is this protection
(Sage Francis) (I was) I was B-boyin' in my former
all the songs at parties Now I'm like don't let Through the door in the lobby I'd wear if they endorse me So who are poor can rob me forcefully sex me up Color me confused when paint issues black and white
Resuscitate their grey matter right to life It's my destiny she wants me she She left me for dead but didnt want no sloppy seconds I'm certified
Our freedom kissed the French for their dissent Like *mwah* I do it with tongue this And take bovine blood out your wine And take that statue back to the lab it was at Your huddled masses yearning to breath 'em back! Your tempest-tossed to me 'em back! The has cracked
(Recorded Voice) And as long as we're on As long as ready to look ahead To ahead The future of America is