
raging sages Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm a menace in my head flew to Venice and I'm dead
Guess I never put the shit to bed things we never said
I'm that sage kissed her demons I've been flying with no angels
I'd better find no angels I've been dealing with the zealots
Patriarchal semen bags they be thinking with a penis
Now she liked my lips chapped all the secrets never leave us
Put my body on this track licks my bruises then she feels it
In my bag with'yo body but they never gonna see us
I'm the brown villain independent in the fucking business
Delirious I need a vision need a broken princess
Met so many demons best believe that it's my illness
Hid my stories in my body with the needles and the stencils
I been Jordan with no borders I've been livin' like a baller
I've been high in the morning I've been learning with a scholar
Been making all my meals smaller eating disorders
You could ride me like a unicorn and show me where ya God is
Booster shots counting cases
I've been raging with the sages
Don't like to look at myself
Gotta get me some new braces
Clouds pills and bottles
Look how colorful her face is
Need the speed break the gauges
I've been raging with the sages
I'm a poet I've been fascinating you're procrastinating
Sultry eyes gonna give me head and then decapitate it
Called me a brown fuckboy so I started fucking rapping
Never awaken a drunk MNK I'm raging I ain't napping
Got me that supreme smoke shit I'm never broke
I've been fantasising visions with you when we never spoke
Look your brother's giving classes I've been delivering classics
I've been paying all my taxes I've been off the fuckin' axis
Booster shots counting cases
I've been raging with the sages
Don't like to look at myself
Gotta get me some new braces
Clouds pills and bottles
Look how colorful her face is
Need the speed break the gauges
I've been raging with the sages
Call me Thor with the axe I should slash'em for the flashes
I could show the men of today so they find themselves in ashes
Then the car crashes speakers blastin'—we don't do relaxing
Light my smoke in the broken glasses see the fucking masses okay?