Sage Francis - The Buzz Kill lyrics

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

I used to think that rappers
Had it figured out
Brass Monkey, St ides, Olde English
And Guinness Stout once a man, twice a boy
With a choice of vice, a voice of spite
Not enough poisons to pick to enjoy this life
Man, 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 traveled 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 let behind
The curtain to work with
Pushin' buttons and playin' with levers
We'll stay together as long as
I'm modest 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 a
White man's line dance

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 interpretations
Which could be understood at a glance

It's not lonely on top
I'm kept busy with shivers and cold shakes
Sitting on snowbanks
Waving to be delivered some soulmates
So I wait weight
Lift and test my faith on several levels
Build my body till they send me an
Empty face with the head of devils
My breath resembles the smell of flowers
Yanked from life and placed in a vase
Sit's and wilts and rots and dies
In the name of grave mistakes
That we all make believe we're getting by
Treating ourselves wrong
Throw me a reindeer John letter party
And I'll be there with bells on
Hell spawned some iffy calls in City Hall
They still got the gall
To blame the vitriol 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 courthouse
I sort out words from my war-torn mouth
I disassociate the actions
With their meanings
On some "ends justify the means" mentality
Plus I'm bleeding
Give me a Band-Aid, a band that can't 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
I'm using women as a pin cushion
A supervillain with some warpaint and jokes
Done in poor taste
We'll see who laughs last
All the way to foreign banks

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 of weapons of retaliation
But is this protection enough?

(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 endorsed 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 gray matter right
Back to life
It's my destiny, she wants me, she beckons
She left me for dead but Death
Didn't want no sloppy seconds
I'm certified fresh
I freedom-kiss the French for
Their political dissent like mwah
Moi 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-tost to me
Take 'em back! The U-S-A has cracked

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