(Recorded Voice) You are listening to the heartbeat of the
posses the newest and most revolutionary advance in split second presentation As well as second calculation To protect the future of The defense techniques of tomorrow had to be now But Sage needed more than New concepts, new tools, new By analyzing the past, Sage can project the future
(Sage Francis) I used to think that rappers had it out
Monkey, St. Ides, Old English, and Guiness Stout Once a man a boy with a choice of vice or voice of spite Not enough poisons to pick to enjoy life Now I thought suicide was a myth
I couldn't see my own being the ones I'm murdered with That is until I travelled world a bit I understand now if I my nerve I'll get the girl to do it!
She the music but preferred the person, she's worth it The only one I left behind the to work with Pushin' and playin' with levers We'll stay together as as I'm honest in my songs (Radio) Suckers play this Scared of dismissing clear channel playlists developed, yet highly advanced The black music intertwined with the man's line dance
(Recorded Voice) Supersonic, destructive, seemingly unresistable On the job, around the clock, with 24 hour a day
monitoring, pulse-taking, controlling Into a continuous flow of interpretation, could be understood at a glance
(Sage Francis) It's not a time I'm kept with shivers and cold shakes Sitting on banks to be delivered some soulmates
Or Lift and tuck my fate for several
Fill my body till they send me an empty face with the of devils My breath resembles the smell of from life, placed in a vase Sits and wilts and watch 'em dies in the of grave mistakes That we all Believe we're getting by treating ourselves wrong Throw me a reindeer John party And ill be with bells on spawn So if he the city hall They got the gall To blame the victory on biggie From malls
To strip slip drugs Into the drinks kids love Tell us to drink up and get is the buzz kill jump into the saddle Emerge from the dust kicked up in the battle my guns drawn and sword out Pointed the couthouse I out words from my war torn mouth I disassociate the with their meanings
Songs from "ends justify their means" Plus I'm Give me a bandaid a band can play A fanbase with hearing aids and a voice like a hand I pull the wool their vision the pin and push it in 'em Using as a pin cusion A villian With some war paint and 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 has protection too (Come on come on, feel it it) The which comes with the possesion weapons of retaliation But is this protection
(Sage Francis) (I was) I was B-boyin' in my body
Singing all the at parties Now I'm like let nobody Through the door in the hotel I'd Armani if they endorse me So people who are can rob me forcefully sex me up Color me confused when they paint issues and white
Resuscitate their matter right back to life It's my she wants me she beckons She me for dead but death didnt want no sloppy seconds I'm certified
Our freedom the French for their political dissent Like *mwah* I do it tongue this time And take that bovine out your wine And take that statue to the lab it was created at Your huddled yearning to breath free 'em back! Your tempest-tossed to me 'em back! The has cracked
(Recorded Voice) And as long as on guard As as we're ready to look ahead To move The of America is secure