exum – sage the room lyrics
[intro]
i played my music last night for a few friends
an undeniable banger
one said the beat was hard
the other asked me if i wanna make trash music or save the world
i guess we’ll see
sage the room for all the dead
pray my soul revolves in red
let the spirit lie with me
burn the cross for all to see (here we go)
[verse]
they was too critical what i was rappin’ about
puttin’ my foot in they mouth
the truth is ferris wheel
pull out my weapon, one trigger, i’m sparin’ you
pull up her skirt and i’m darin’ you
catholic religion a sh+tty influеnce
babies get rapеd, money deflate
white out the white, that p+ssy be droolin’
most of them stories be movin’
then you got murder and lootin’
swear i don’t know what to do when
mama say “god don’t like jealousy,” why?
jealousy’s sin number six, do what i say or you die, the truth in a lie
the bible was all in my head
i rip that b+tch to some threads
snappin’ like i’m off the meds
all of us gon’ end up dead
here we go, yeah
jesus ain’t die on the cross, i’m goin’ to h+ll
that ship set and sailed
on fire i’m burnin’ in h+lll
passionate wishin’ me well
lockin’ my mind like a jail
that sh+t out the window like wind
scared of the law and the sin
he gon’ forget ’bout your spirit
if you swear at me again
who said that god was a him, false
she gave me life, she a gem, boss
right is reserved for women, sauce
baptize, cult friends, voss
i chunk the deuce to the stipulations
pray to the world for retaliation
g+o+d me and i’m it
i see no need for no imitation
brought up in church with people that praised but habits don’t match to the book
do whatever you want but show up on sunday, you not on the hook, crook
daddy don’t like her ’cause she ain’t a christian, but she got a cook book
she go with the flow, she just like a rookie, i guess she a good rook
i can’t go for the fake sh+t
sound like slavery and racist
don’t bow down, i’m a s+d+st
we on a first name basis
i won’t tell you where i been at, i say where i’m goin’
i know god gon’ take that hat off to reap i’m sowin’
she sagin’ the room in sanna mon, somethin’ like ten in the morn
you can’t comprehend the sh+t i’m on, out of my sh+ll i’m reborn
contradict, optimist, pharmacist
really be sellin’ these drugs to the thought of this, arsonist
sick to my stomach, the thought of this
f+ckin’ my brain up, i need a psychologist
feelin’ so limitless
this ain’t a movie with images
this is as real as it’s finna get
system ain’t givin’ me nothin’
i’m fightin’ and uppin’ and bussin’
they come for me, it’s gon’ be sufferin’
protectin’ my energy, it’s a fatality
(cash out the broke, steal from the rich)
wanted my freedom and it was a wrap for me, what
(finally found my niche)
a whole lot pain, a whole lot of agony, what
(mommy ain’t raised no b+tch)
still had the love, so i did it classically, what
(down on my knees then switch)
i was igornin’ the ignorance
now i’m a spiritual vigilant
chasin’ the heavens, vigorous
pray to the reverend, it’s hideous
wake up to script and some silliness
i’ma believe what i leave
grow with the flowers and trees
this ain’t a diss to the christians
just a perspective, finish him
[outro]
burn em’ up
burn em’ up
burn em’ up
burn em’ up
burn em’ up
burn em’ up
burn em’ up
burn em’ up
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