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"Killing Time(Live On 90.3 Wriu)"

"Killing Time(Live On 90.3 Wriu)"


Yeah
Yo, this is Sage representin Secret Service, yo

Welcome to my world kid I've been waitin for a long time
You come with memories and leave with a free will and a strong mind
It's all fine I hope your girl came prepared
My facial hair is like a web I'm catchin knowledge in my beard
Not much is kept though, I let go into the dying hunger
I'm catching teardrops on my tongue from the crying thunder
Why am I younger than you thought I was? be patient
Soon enough you'll see through my physical into a soul that's ancient
My mental age exceeds my chronological it seems illogical
Full comprehension remains marginal
Fully phenomenal wait forever for invasion
Time, it ain't nothin but an unsolved equation
My mind is a prefound universe filled with curse words
My rhyme is a release of peace thought as I disperse verbs
Design a plan of escape into oblivion
Seriously I can't withstand the land that we're both living in
Come with me and give me support, supply assistance
We'll drive the distance and probably die in the persistence
Of breaking free from the age old constraints
Infinity continues, the life force curls fate
The energy drains from the power surges, devoured the urges
The fear is primal when the final hour emerges
Procrastinate and wait until the last minute
My ass is in it, to win, for an infinite
Number of light years as I fight fears that I felt
Since time began let my mind expand with no help
Trying to make the clock draw blood while I be spilling mine
Putting a chill in my spine, ready and willing I'm

Killing Time
Couldn't be no iller crime
Trying to make the clock draw blood while I be spilling mine
Killing Time
Before I reach my prime
Killing time, Killing time

I grab ahold of the hour hand that's got too much power man
Devouring my hopes every now and then
I try to break it down again Go from plan A through Z
Smoothly my mission turns into a murder mystery movie
Move me into a better rap protection witness program
Don't understand Time is no time to have fear for no man
Your whole clan could hold scams I got schemes that ain't been tried before
That's what you're dying for I'm hiding from the law
Ducking cops, aimlessly bucking shots
Open one day for a lucky hit and time fucking stops
Line up for props I'm out to get mine with a time-seeking tech nine
Get the job done before my deadline
My schedule's tight I'm knocking off years on my calendar
Decades of game play without a challenger
My Excalibur is getting cold and rusty can't get a soul to trust me
Time took its toll and left me old and dusty
Whew! Blow off the dust mites I just might bust mics
Put up fights throw fisticuffs and thrust strikes
With enough might to hold it off in the meantime
Cuz Time ain't nice I'm climbing for life so I don't mind the price
I have to pay day after day to make the laughter stay
And teardrops fade away
Understand the plan, scheme, scam, and plot
Remove your lips from the bottle and your hammer from the glock
I'm tryin to make the clock draw blood while I be spilling mine
Putting a chill in my spine ready and willing I'm
Killing Time I'm killing killing time
Trying to make the clock draw blood while I be spilling mine
I'm Killing Time
 
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"Lie Detector Test"

"Lie Detector Test"


Got a caveman banging on my back door
Got a hang man hanging on my front lawn
Got an old maid wasting away in the living room
Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons
Got a paper full of yellow journalism
A restraunt waiter selling me words of wisdom
The small town crier is chilling with the village idiots
The big city slickers are still busy building pyramids
Got a dimploma but no wall to hang it
Tags on the bathroom stall to make me famous
A job description that don't fit the bill
a fatal femme fatale dressed to kill
Get me out of this, lie detector test
My pupils inhale and exhale
My breath is a microphone check: 1, 2, what is this?

(I wanna give a big special shout out to all the real people out there, keepin it real, because reality is worth maintaing, you know what I'm saying? keep it up)

In a world where these girl's got retro tattoos
and all I've got is a gut and velcro black shoes
and elbows that move in a way that makes space
I'm looking at you (stay awake, stay awake)
Natural face affected by the chemical leaks
Grammatical mistakes in every sentence I speak
It doesn't matter, I make enough sense to seem deep
Now look at me (go to sleep, go to sleep)

(You know I wanna give a shout out to my boy Reanimator, my man Chris doing his damn thing, keeping me company in this dark ass room, and to all my girls killing ants in the kitchen. Peace baby.)

I'm a poor man's version of a rich man
I've got a small van swerving through a big land
I've got a road map that's looking alot like a math test
A blocked phone number and a bunk home address
I've got a way out but I ain't trying to use it
cuz I've got some ins and I'm a bet all my winnings
If it hurts me more than it hurts you, then I won't hurt you
I've got more sense than virtue
I've got a cerfew, it's 12 o'clock
After that I'll start trembling if I get fed hiphop
Cuz I'm a G to the r-e-m-l-i-n
If I wasn't then why would I say I am?
Get me out of this, lie detector test
My pupils inhale and exhale
My breath is a microphone check: 1, 2, what is this?
 
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"Life Is What Distracts You From Death"

"Life Is What Distracts You From Death"


Yo I got this, I got this, it goes like this, unh
Life is what distracts you from death
Gaspin for breath
Grabbin your chest
Now look to God and ask him what's left?
No answer, now how can I pass the test?
I can't figure out the order of this bastard's mess
I'm feelin disasterous
Massive stress
It's futile like you child trying to sell me bags of sess
Now put that to rest
I'm sportin rags when I dress
While you're mad obsessed
With Tommy Hil, Polo and Guess
Got selected best when rap was a braggin contest
Now you could of sounded like THIS
To sell records act possessed
I've blasted the best
Fast like the wild west and had intercourse with the bulletholes in the chest
Hooooes need to get their fat asses dressed
Masters of sex
Must have been molested [?] committed incest
Violated mother earth, grabbed her ass and breasts
Got father time ticked off the kid's soft I had to fess...up
I never fuck with what your raps suggest they make me laugh mos def
As you get gassed by the press
Me? I'm ridin on E, I got no gas left
I had to walk my way home but I forgot the address
Once I got there I had no access
To my house
Moms changed the lock 'cause of my bad ass mouth
My bad ass mouth? I ain't one to hold back
I know I'm jet white for some reason my balls act bald black
Ask your girl about 'em yo that bitch is so whack
She gave my spirit a disease called the sooooouuuuul clap
The way she does when she smoooookes crack
You don't believe me? look here I got the koooodak moment
Opponents are slow to react
Like when I got to gave a pound and you throw dap
Now you know that
Every man is listenin
Change your hand positioning
It makes no sense like a satanic christening
They panic from all the shit I bring
You ain't been dissed by Sage yet? just keep on listening
I make it interesting
They keep distancing themselves from what I have to say
Peace to my family members that are gone and passed away
Day after day it makes me think about my worth and purpose
On this earth's surface
Since birth, this world has been a circus
Of three rings
Once Armageddon begins
We'll hang ourselves from the tree limbs
With G strings
You see there's too much swinging
From the hips
Read my lips
As you watch what I say you're hopin that my toungue slips
But I made Linda "Tripp", turned Kenneth to a "Star"
Sex scandals just distract you from the real problems there are
Don't get fooled my the media
Don't believe everythin you read or eat, everythin they feed to ya
Emcees to me, HA, they got lazy lips
I'mma take hip hop back to Eighty-Six
Sage Francis got you thinkin maybe it's...
All down hill from here just like the Patriots
 
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"Little Houdini"

"Little Houdini"


Christopher Daniel Gay was arrested on a Friday
In Florida at the Daytona International Speedway
He was a fugitive on the run,
Christopher made a quick escape
while being transported in a van
that was picking up convicts state to state.
He did it during a bathroom break,
he hot-wired somebody's pickup

In fact,
Christopher had a long history of theft
involving trucks,
He was on route to Alabama
for stealing someone's travel trailer
Grand Theft Auto
He was a career criminal, jailbird
who also had three outstanding warrants
in his home state of Tennessee

It was an outstanding performance that set him free

Little Houdini
Stole a big rig, then a tour bus that belonged to Crystal Gayle
to evade a five state manhunt that wanted to put that birdy back in jail
but they failed
[?]
'cause Christopher wasn't just running from cops
Christopher Gay was now racing a clock
his mother was dying
and there was no time to be held
inside of a cage with locks
so yall can turn up your nose
and suck on your teeth and wag your finger like tsk-tsk
but he had to take the risk
Little Houdini

There wasn't a single thing sinister in his decision
to break from the prison
His only motive was to go back to his childhood home
while his mom was still living
it wasn't a house
more like an old mobile camper
where she was bedridden diagnosed with colon cancer

Sometimes,
The only answer we're left with
when the loved one's name is on the death list
Is to head for the exits and go home
Christopher got the hell out of Texas
His abandonment was reckless
It prolonged his sentence
Y'all can forget it

He had numerous convictions and none were as strong as this
Unless you consider the other instance
He went the distance

Similar situation, it was a bizarre coincidence
When he escaped from the prison the first time,
Not this time, but the one before
He visited his dad
Cause he was dying inside of a mental ward
Suffering from Alzheimer's
He paid respects
Made his peace
When he was done
He didn't run
He returned himself back to the police

That's when his mom made her plea
She said:
"He knows what he done was wrong,
but he knows his father don't got long
He's not a fugitive on the run
He's not dangerous, he's our son
he ain't never hurt no one

He knows what he's done was wrong,
but he knows his father don't got long
He's not a fugitive on the run
He's our son"

This ain't no country western song.

Christopher wasn't just running from cops
Christopher Gay was now racing a clock
his mother was dying
and there was no time to be held
inside of a cage with locks
So Y'all can go on tossing rocks
And talk your talk like tsk tsk

Meanwhile Chris is stealing a tractor trailer from Wal-Mart
An 18 wheeler, he's peeling rubber the bird takes flight down turnpikes
Three hundred thousand dollars worth of merchandise, but it ain't worth her life
Ran it off the road, and abandoned it
50 yards from his moms to avoid the cops
Thats half a football field from her feeble arms

After all this stuff
The tour bus, the pick up trucks
The tractor trailer, interstate chases
He put on the brakes and couldn't get close enough
The news reporters told people to lock their doors
Like there was a monster on the loose but there was no truth to those reports.

His mom had weeks to live
And Chris had years to serve
They were within shouting distance
But I don't think he heard her final words.
I don't think he heard her final words.

She made her plea to the TV

"He knows what he's done was wrong,
but he knows his mama don't got long
He's not a fugitive on the run
He's not dangerous, he's my son
he ain't never hurt no one

He knows what he's done was wrong,
but he knows his mama don't got long
He's not a fugitive on the run
He's not dangerous, he's my son"

This ain't no country western song.

The third time he escaped from a state cop at the Georgia pit-stop
He just slipped out of the handcuffs, he jumped ship then he took off
With no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just an open road where he could be free
Little Houdini

With no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just a wide open sky where he could fly
With no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just an open road where he could be free
Little Houdini

With no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just a wide open sky where he could fly
With no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just an open road where he could be free
Little Houdini

With no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just a wide open sky where he could fly
With no father to visit, no mom to go home to
Just an open road where he could be free
Little Houdini
 
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"London Bridge"

"London Bridge"


Oh.. oh!...

Lalalalalondonbridge lalalalalondonbridge london bridge is
London bridge is falling and the tower of piza is leaning
The statue of liberty is green with envy
Penny for your thoughts penny for your lows
The clothes and dress codes tradition of false things
London bridge is falling
Indias got salt on its coast
Theres a tea party in boston
London bridge is falling

Made us wood and clay that wouldn't stay
No matter how hard the people pray
The materials just washed away
They could have used rocks rocks don't bend or bow
But quite frankly they had too many enemies to stone
The empire the empire (state) the empire state is building
The taj is on fire these horus cats make a killing
Heathens bow down to the sirens
An emergency for bread and cheese
(they yell shut up and freeze?)
The earth shall inherit the meek
When canada put up a fence cuz their medicines so cheap
America's asleep (Yeah I'm snoring) and london bridge is

And london bridge is falling
I got the best seat in the house they hired me as a watchman
London bridge is falling indias got salt on its coast
Theres a tea party in boston, london bridge is falling

They made us stainless steel and wrought iron
That wall in china aint so great I built a bridge over a hymen
It goes up to the sky and mother mary is cryin
My fair lady don't cry its gonna be alright!
Cus I'm alive - I'm alive and kickin'
Teaparty in boston teaparty in boston
London bridge is falling london bridge is falling..
 
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"Love The Lie"

"Love The Lie"


You gotta love the lie
You gotta love the lie
Love (love) life (life)
Love (love) God, girls and lies
I can't hear through those veneers
But you keep speaking with those pearly whites
Love the life that you live if it gives love back
You aint gotta stay together for the kids
If you want to disappear don't announce it
Vanish in thin air and bounce quick
Fix the cowlick slick your hair back
Ride the rim bare back you stared at
Lady Godiva might have been an exhibitionist
I'm not here to judge voyeuristic fetishes
If nobody looked its a closed book
You could put your hang ups on a coat hook
I'm from a puritanical land where they burn witches
I'm the result of a welfare runnin up your sickness
Cure never came jesus never helped
We were all to blame god beat us with a belt
If I heard your name I'd retreat into myself
I won't hurt your name I'll keep it to myself with

Love (love) life (life)
Love (God) girls and lies
I can't hear you through those veneers
But you keep speaking through those pearly whites

No legacy to claim no enemies to squelch
No chemical imbalance that could remedy yourself
Pedestals for the parents medicine is on the shelf
Put the trophy in the spotlight watch as it melts
Metal would've survive plastic is cheaper
Ran into the fire she asked me to leave her
I did what I could with the wood and the flammables
Stood with the good little animals ran with the bulls
Soot on my hands that were full put the good book on the mantle
Burn baby burn you could serve as a candle
Last thing I heard was her on the piano
Last thing I saw was her being her self
By beating her self to see if it could help

If I heard your name I'd retreat into myself
I won't hurt your name I'll keep it to myself with

Love (love) life (life)
Love (God) girls (girls) and lies
I can't hear through those veneers
But you keep speaking through those pearly whites

Love the lie
Love the lie
Love the lie
 
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"Love, Love, Love"

"Love, Love, Love"


Rippin' at the seams, ready to bust,
It's like one mississippi, two mississippi, rush.
Fiend smiffin' mine, at the scrimmage line
I got the drug game and game of life all intertwined
So I sit behind the sensei and study state of mind
I chase the line with loaded needles and blaze a kinda come down
Instead I chase the dragon, sun up to sun down,
With no guns, just lungs set to collapse,
Hey yo, run rocked rhymes and [?] john wrecked raps
Get back, I stalk my ex same as a Simpson
And leave her damaged goods like the financial district
Can I, kick it with gold feet, from upstate to george beach
Anonymous john, though stupid fuck, nobody knows me
Act like we're homies, I'll change the whole style up
OCD got my head in a ten-car pile up
Rock paper drop the money and pick the file up
I'm meltin' rocks for research, how to die quick
Fuck a sidekick, gettin' wrapped up in violence
Bullet to the brain, pull it sound of silence
Let's paint the room with my memory
Paint me an effigy
Shoot me up with smallpox and leprosy
Yo cousin, no need to disguise it
At night I'm drinkin vials of the west nile virus

[Chorus:]
Love (for raw rhymes and breaks)
Love (for no books and crates)
Love (for however long it takes)

[Sage]
I never chose the path of least resistance
[?] know the math and keep the distance
Forever go back to speakin' without conviction
I don't respect the craft if they couldn't know the difference
Dig this, this is a full time love affair
Part time suckers, they come unprepared
Like as if this was a mistress, for them to fuck around with
This ain't no means of income it's an outlet (outlet)
Now the counterfeit cash clans get thrown out in the trash can
Internet b-boys are doing a flash dance
Audio sound scans, audience claps hands
Funky cos I never dummied it down for the rap fans
But what's up with the forced vernacular?
Fuck gangster talk, do an AIDS walk through Africa
Boasting a Porsche but can't afford a Maxima,
Your song's full of chorus, you still think you a rapper huh?
In with the out crowd, down with the upper echelon
I'll be a handy man once my legs are gone
And I feel like hell on wheels
Seeking salvation any place that sells hot meals
Teflon steel, touch tone phones and tin cans
Recycling bins and get-rich-quick scams
I just, ripped my pants on the last fence I jumped
And look I gave the washed up just wasn't intense [?]
Trust I'm workin' on it, the girl called it quits
Heard her talkin' shit like
I ain't there, I ain't care and life ain't fair
Well guess what baby, life ain't and them's the breaks

[Chorus]
 
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"Maint Reqd"

"Maint Reqd"


[Hook:]
MAINT REQD, push through the pain
What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame
We'll burn it at both ends, it's safe to assume
What doesn't consume the flame, the flame consumes
MAINT REQD, push through the pain
What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame
Burn it on both ends, we're hoping and praying for rain

[Verse 1 - Sage Francis:]
Listen, a lie is just a lie if you believe that they'll believe it
Otherwise it's some sly legal speak so we keep our secrets
Our rap lineup in a silk robe
They prance around the home like princesses obsessed with kissing every toad
But ain't no prince here
In fact, I had to slay the dragon I was chasing for the warts to disappear
And dissect the frog, cut through the fog and do my thing
In the land of the pigs, the butcher is king
This is two-hundred and sixty pounds of ground meat in a town sound sleep
Countin' cards while they count sleep
Now I'm on a sacrificial lamb, it's collapsing an iron lung
Had to remove the mask and ask what kind of trash am I among
Caught in the widow's web the black spiders spun
Taking a beating so ancient that it's basically a tribal drum
I'm seeing stars and constellations
Seeing warning signals in the Universe's dashboard they're all saying

[Hook:]
MAINT REQD, push through the pain
What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame
We'll burn it at both ends, it's safe to assume
What doesn't consume the flame, the flame consumes
MAINT REQD, push through the pain
What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame
We'll burn it on both ends, we're hoping and praying for rain

[Verse 2:]
Paint me like one of your French girls
Use my neck as a scratch poster, rip out every last one of them red curls
Knit me a sweater with the intestines of attention whores
Of no expectations of the tribe I'll have to settle for
Circular logic is foul talk, mental sex for sport
Abuse me like customer support (I'll be your tech support)
I'm sorry to hear you're having problems
It must be difficult, let me see if I can help you like--figure 'em out
Have you listened to Biz Markie's "Just a Friend"
Have you tried turning me off and back on again
If you Make-A-Wish on a foundation there's maintenance required
All I ask is you be careful when you state what you desire
They say Satan is on fire without breaking a sweat
All that pagan shit is tired so I'm taking a rest
I met my date at the pyre she was shorter than I like
But wore a dress that's as long as the night, then I saw the light

[Hook:]
MAINT REQD, push through the pain
What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame
We'll burn it at both ends, it's safe to assume
What doesn't consume the flame, the flame consumes
MAINT REQD, push through the pain
What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame
We'll burn it on both ends, we're hoping and praying for rain

[Verse 3:]
Yeah, I’d settle on a bed of rusty nails instead of roses
‘Cause a song by any other name is so earnest, so forth
So what, I got blood on my mattress
Got a harem full of knife throwers who use my back for target practice
I fucks with them [?] types
Inherited this cutlery along with the scars, they all look alike
Used to write confessions in between the lines
And used to wear long sleeves so no one else could read my mind
Now I exercise my right to bear arms when I write words
The last polar bear taking a last stand on a melting iceberg
Where nothing is exclusive—when holding confidence
Sex could get abusive—but everyone consents
Anything that’s lucrative—gets reduced to checks
And now you’re wondering where your fair share of the bit of profit is
Sorry kids, the piggy banks depleted
Had a million dollar smile, but not the pretty face that’s needed
I’ve seen torture but I’ve never tapped a bottle or twisted the cap whenever they passed the forty
I’m fat boy disorderly nothing fun about obesity
But recently, I toyed with it morbidly
Cordially invite you to the incredible, mind that bends metal
No spoon is safe, no fork is too special
Essentially we all know how the story ends
How heavily the plot twist depends on a little bit of
Maintenance, maintenance, maintenance

[Outro:]
My house bitches lololololololololol
 
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"Majority Rule"

"Majority Rule"


[hook]
I'ma take you back, take take you back
I'ma take you back, take take you back
I'ma take you back, take take you back
I'ma take you back, take take you back (W-W-W-Way Back!)
I'ma take you back, take take you back
I'ma take you back, take take you back
See, cuz it's twisted..
In the future, scientists will prove that we never even existed

[Verse One]
I got lectured once while eating breakfast for lunch
Said dad to me "Reality is nothing but a collective hunch
Whatever you want the truth to be, simply fool the masses
Attack them mentally with tools of power like the Masters
Get em in elementary school and college classes
Eventually you'll overrule their cowardly asses
Don't worry about society, they're all horrible bastards"
With this knowledge I blast kids. stay dark like Howard's glasses
I'm "Stern!" plus I rule with an iron fist
With no concern, it's so cruel, where did I learn this?
It's in my gene pool. For permanent bliss
It seems cool, only if you suffer from eternal ignorance
Internal innocence rejects external filth. Hurdle the guilt
My ancestors left. Dress with a traditional kilt
Curdled milk that's under suspicion will get spilt
Ain't no use crying. Who's lying about the empire I built?
Another self proclaimed historian
With Einstein as his passenger, and a flux capacitor in his Delorean
Rewrote my past, taught me sin
When we spoke at last he caught me in the chin
There was no need to ask, I know he fought me to win
My broken task is born again, let a new war begin
I think he saw me grin. Played my ass like a sucka
Turned that brunch between me and my father into our last supper

[Chorus]
He'll take us back, take take us back
He'll take us back, take take us back (Take us back back!)
He'll take us back, take take us back
He'll take us back, take take us back (W-W-W-Way Back!)
See, cuz it's twisted..
In the future, scientists will prove that we never even existed

[Verse Two]
So now I'm orphaned into this world of a rewritten past
Where they force my girl to clean and force me to sit in class
The teacher laughs as he preaches math, beats me with a staff
Because the text we read expects us to bleed each paragraph
I speed through the chapter fast. My prospectful wife
Hangs her pride at half mast, force fed domestic life
Is giving her a fat ass...she can't eat no more
"We'll see who laughs last" is what she speaks so sure
as she sweeps the floor
Her bare feet are sore. I'd massage her toes
But she's way too busy doing dirty laundry and washing my clothes
This bastard ass took us back to the dark ages
My heart races. He's got 1 out of 3 blacks locked in cages
Sage is heading for the mic, but they blocked the stages
Dopes took his notebook, said "Don't look!" as they blotched the page
Ignoramuses must have "idio-dildos" stuck up in their anuses
Dominatrixes explain how pleasurable of a pain this is
I ain't with this game of his.I'm looking for a loophole
Just because you look the part, don't mean you can play, ask Manute Bol
My absolute role is to save whatever is left of me
The last of my true soul, so I dress up like the referee
To get the coach on every bench pissed
They approach me with a clenched fist
So I throw up their past lives and say, "Catch this!"
They get the drift, but fans rush the court
Propaganda programs they hold in their hands
brain washed and flushed their thought
Now it's a blood sport. My girl ain't with this strange land
She was fronting like a cheerleader as she figured out the game plan
Made peeks at play sheets, memorized them like the Rain Man
Conducted her own brain scan, then reversed the chain of command
"She learned the formulas?" The story is unraveling
She seduced Einstein by dressing up like Marilyn..
Monroe. now she's got a Manson look in her eyes
And a grin that's stretching so wide.damn, son, I'm petrified!

[Chorus]
She'll take us back, take take us back
She'll take us back, take take us back (Take us back back!)
She'll take us back, take take us back
She'll take us back, take take us back(W-W-W-Way Back!)
See, cuz it's twisted..
In the future scientists will prove that we never even exsssss....
 
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"Make Em Purr"

"Make Em Purr"


[Verse 1:]
I was a lot more comfortable being vulnerable and open
When I was younger and it wasn’t clear if I was or wasn’t joking
But so much is broken, just like fuck it, the fix is in
If i can’t hide in plain sight anymore I’ll just stay hidden
It’s been a minute since I left this domicile
No need to change my outfit, I rock it like it’s going out of style
It’s not in style? Ain’t no one here to tell me otherwise
It gets more difficult to stay inside during the summertime
But most of the time it’s just like any other time
Avoid personal interaction and human touch, shut the blinds
It’s been a while since I left this bachelor pad
I need to go to the market soon cause the food is going bad
The food is bad. I found it’s difficult to just cook for one
With healthy recipes, well, depending on what book they’re from
If you want to eat healthy you gotta dirty some dishes
The frozen dinners quickly ready to serve and it’s so delicious
It’s not delicious, it’s disgusting, but it satiates the hunger with a quickness
And hey, at least it’s something, at least it’s something
At most it’s nothing, fuck’s wrong with me? I don’t know, I’m just adjusting
It’s been a month since I left this cabin
The doctor was worried about a fever and other difficulties I’ve been having
She called me on Christmas, that was my gift
She was worried I might die, I said “I might die? No shit”

[Verse 2:]
It’s been forever since I said something that I can’t wiggle free from
If there’s anything I cherish in this self-inflicted prison, it’s freedom
Comes at a cost so I’m private to a fault til I default
On the loan for home, it’s actually more like a vault
No one knows the combo but little old me
The head honcho, the holder of the key
Alone, but never lonely
It’s been a millennia since I left this dominion
Been in the company of any women
At least I got my kittens
Spent more cash on my cat than I did myself
When he stopped eating, I took him to the vet so they could check his health
They put a feeding tube into his neck
I said “Please let this work cause if it doesn't I got nothing left”
I didn’t say that, but they saw that. Cat had my tongue
I didn’t speak at all, they told me to call back
What, it wasn't weird I did nothing but stand right there?
With a "fix this, money’s no object" type stare
It’s been a year since I stepped into anyone else’s private quarters
I’ve been busy self-diagnosing disorders
First world problems, yeah, USA, number one
Top of the world, I’m in a tux and cummerbund
Welcome everyone to the party of the century
It’s sure to be one for the books, no doubt, medical ones especially

[Outro:]
My 20’s were a roar, my 30’s were a blur
My 40’s, I’m not so sure, but I’mma make ‘em purr
My 20’s were a roar, my 30’s were a blur
My 40’s, I’m not so sure, but I’mma make ‘em purr
My 20’s were a roar, my 30’s were a blur
My 40’s I’m not so sure, but I’mma make ‘em purr
And I’mma make ‘em purr, but, but I’mma make ‘em purr
I’mma make ‘em purr
 
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