Sage Francis The Buzz Kill Lyrics

A Healthy Distrust Track Listing
  • 1 The Buzz Kill
  • 2 Sea Lion
  • 3 Gunz Yo
  • 4 Escape Artist
  • 5 Product Placement
  • 6 Voice Mail Bomb Threat
  • 7 Dance Monkey
  • 8 Sun vs. Moon
  • 9 Agony in Her Body
  • 10 Crumble
  • 11 Ground Control
  • 12 Lie Detector Test
  • 13 Bridle
  • 14 Slow Down Gandhi
  • 15 Jah Didn't Kill Johnny

  • (Recorded Voice)
    You are listening to the heartbeat of the Sage
    Sage posses the newest and most revolutionary advance in split second presentation
    As well as split second calculation
    To protect the future of America
    The defense techniques of tomorrow had to be discovered now
    But Sage needed more than this
    New concepts, new tools, new weapons
    By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future

    (Sage Francis)
    I used to think that rappers had it figured out
    Brass Monkey, St. Ides, Old English, and Guiness Stout
    Once a man twice a boy with a choice of vice or voice of spite
    Not enough poisons to pick to enjoy this life
    Now I thought suicide was a suburban myth
    I couldn't see my own hands being the ones I'm murdered with
    That is until I travelled this world a bit
    I understand now if I lose my nerve I'll get the girl to do it!
    She heard the music but preferred the person, she's worth it
    The only one I left behind the curtain to work with
    Pushin' buttons and playin' with levers
    We'll stay together as long as I'm honest in my songs
    (Radio) Suckers never play this
    Scared shitless of dismissing clear channel playlists
    Poorly developed, yet highly advanced
    The black music intertwined with the white man's line dance

    (Recorded Voice)
    Supersonic, super destructive, seemingly unresistable
    On the job, around the clock, with 24 hour a day reliability
    Constantly monitoring, pulse-taking, controlling
    Into a continuous flow of interpretation, which could be understood at a glance

    (Sage Francis)
    It's not only a time I'm kept
    Busy with shivers and cold shakes
    Sitting on snow banks
    Waiting to be delivered some soulmates
    Or wait
    Lift and tuck my fate for several levels
    Fill my body till they send me an empty face with the head of devils
    My breath resembles the smell of flowers
    Yanked from life, placed in a vase
    Sits and wilts and watch 'em dies in the name of grave mistakes
    That we all make
    Believe that we're getting by treating ourselves wrong
    Throw me a reindeer John letter party
    And ill be there with bells on
    Hell spawn
    So if he calls the city hall
    They still got the gall
    To blame the victory on biggie smalls
    From strip malls
    To strip clubs
    They slip drugs
    Into the drinks that kids love
    Tell us to drink up and get buzzed
    This is the buzz kill jump into the saddle
    Emerge from the dust kicked up in the uphill battle
    With my guns drawn and sword out
    Pointed towards the couthouse
    I sort out words from my war torn mouth
    I disassociate the actions with their meanings
    Songs from "ends justify their means" mentality
    Plus I'm bleeding
    Give me a bandaid a band that can play
    A fanbase with hearing aids and a voice like a hand grenade
    I pull the wool over their vision
    Pull the pin and push it in 'em
    Using women as a pin cusion
    A super villian
    With some war paint and jokes done in poor taste
    We'll see who laughs last all the way to foreign banks

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

    (Sage Francis)
    (I was) I was B-boyin' in my former body
    Singing all the songs at parties
    Now I'm like don't let nobody
    Through the door in the hotel lobby
    I'd wear Armani if they endorse me
    So people who are poor can rob me
    Then forcefully sex me up
    Color me confused when they paint issues black and white
    Resuscitate their grey matter right back to life
    It's my destiny she wants me she beckons
    She left me for dead but death didnt want no sloppy seconds
    I'm certified fresh
    Our freedom kissed the French for their political dissent
    Like *mwah* I do it with tongue this time
    And take that bovine blood out your wine
    And take that statue back to the lab it was created at
    Your huddled masses yearning to breath free
    Take 'em back!
    Your homeless tempest-tossed to me
    Take 'em back!
    The U-S-A has cracked

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


    Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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