You who has held me down
And not allowed me to attain the crown
For fear blocks your every step
And clenches your throat with abstract strep
You made yourself complacent
And chose to complain
When the computations and blueprints were only a reach away
In a silo of stagnation is where you chose to stay
And in a layer of laziness is where you chose to lay
You never work to open the majesty of your mind
And then complain at the man-made march of time
You seek solace in concepts so unfounded that the only joke is that you truly believe they are
I truly intend to kill you
In the most public and open way possible
So that many may bare witness and follow my lead
You of fear, anxiety, and depression shall fall to your knees
I will bring forth a scarlet cascade from where your head
Laid
It's Sagey, comin from the East
Only smoke blunts if they obese
I can turn futility into fertility
Grow a ghastly garden wit my abilities
Niggas say they ain't feelin me, must be outta nerves
Maryland's Rap Game Boogieman
So I'm leavin all you lil boys perturbed
Punchy and dumpy, I dump on you ducks
Fly as Dumbo, get the Tonka truck
Grab the shovels, now we chuckin dirt
I got 6 for you, I been stickin thru
The bluffs and f*ckery from your crew
I don't like ya soul, Imma kill you dead
I need control, silence, violence whirlin around inside my head
I want the platinum, you are just fine wit gold
All my bars are italicized and they are rapped in bold
Sagey Season, boy it's comin soon
One fist in the air, and a foot in the ass of every coon
Yeah
Imma be the Harbinger of doom
Who likes to go and spread a Helping Hand
To please my ancestors is the plan
A Happy Hour, eatin all the beats
Pay Homage to brothers in the streets
All I want is Haven at the top
Lil bunny, boy I never stop
I ain't really where I wanna be
Rappin for a new lease on life
Fight depression bout every night
Anxiousness, wildfires every day
360? Boy, I ain't come to play
You don't know the type of shit I'm on
Nasty Nero wit the the Byakugan
Muthaf*cka, see I got a plan
Atlas on my jock, the world is in my hand
Boy I'll never stop
I plan on killing you
Goodbye my aimless youth
Goodbye associates
Hello to every talkin head who's gon ride my dick
It's Sagey Silver, but I ain't goin quick
Nigga
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You who has held me down
And not allowed me to attain the crown
For fear blocks your every step
And clenches your throat with abstract strep
You made yourself complacent
And chose to complain
When the computations and blueprints were only a reach away
In a silo of stagnation is where you chose to stay
And in a layer of laziness is where you chose to lay
You never work to open the majesty of your mind
And then complain at the man-made march of time
You seek solace in concepts so unfounded that the only joke is that you truly believe they are
I truly intend to kill you
In the most public and open way possible
So that many may bare witness and follow my lead
You of fear, anxiety, and depression shall fall to your knees
I will bring forth a scarlet cascade from where your head
Laid
It's Sagey, comin from the East
Only smoke blunts if they obese
I can turn futility into fertility
Grow a ghastly garden wit my abilities
Niggas say they ain't feelin me, must be outta nerves
Maryland's Rap Game Boogieman
So I'm leavin all you lil boys perturbed
Punchy and dumpy, I dump on you ducks
Fly as Dumbo, get the Tonka truck
Grab the shovels, now we chuckin dirt
I got 6 for you, I been stickin thru
The bluffs and f*ckery from your crew
I don't like ya soul, Imma kill you dead
I need control, silence, violence whirlin around inside my head
I want the platinum, you are just fine wit gold
All my bars are italicized and they are rapped in bold
Sagey Season, boy it's comin soon
One fist in the air, and a foot in the ass of every coon
Yeah
Imma be the Harbinger of doom
Who likes to go and spread a Helping Hand
To please my ancestors is the plan
A Happy Hour, eatin all the beats
Pay Homage to brothers in the streets
All I want is Haven at the top
Lil bunny, boy I never stop
I ain't really where I wanna be
Rappin for a new lease on life
Fight depression bout every night
Anxiousness, wildfires every day
360? Boy, I ain't come to play
You don't know the type of shit I'm on
Nasty Nero wit the the Byakugan
Muthaf*cka, see I got a plan
Atlas on my jock, the world is in my hand
Boy I'll never stop
I plan on killing you
Goodbye my aimless youth
Goodbye associates
Hello to every talkin head who's gon ride my dick
It's Sagey Silver, but I ain't goin quick
Nigga
And not allowed me to attain the crown
For fear blocks your every step
And clenches your throat with abstract strep
You made yourself complacent
And chose to complain
When the computations and blueprints were only a reach away
In a silo of stagnation is where you chose to stay
And in a layer of laziness is where you chose to lay
You never work to open the majesty of your mind
And then complain at the man-made march of time
You seek solace in concepts so unfounded that the only joke is that you truly believe they are
I truly intend to kill you
In the most public and open way possible
So that many may bare witness and follow my lead
You of fear, anxiety, and depression shall fall to your knees
I will bring forth a scarlet cascade from where your head
Laid
It's Sagey, comin from the East
Only smoke blunts if they obese
I can turn futility into fertility
Grow a ghastly garden wit my abilities
Niggas say they ain't feelin me, must be outta nerves
Maryland's Rap Game Boogieman
So I'm leavin all you lil boys perturbed
Punchy and dumpy, I dump on you ducks
Fly as Dumbo, get the Tonka truck
Grab the shovels, now we chuckin dirt
I got 6 for you, I been stickin thru
The bluffs and f*ckery from your crew
I don't like ya soul, Imma kill you dead
I need control, silence, violence whirlin around inside my head
I want the platinum, you are just fine wit gold
All my bars are italicized and they are rapped in bold
Sagey Season, boy it's comin soon
One fist in the air, and a foot in the ass of every coon
Yeah
Imma be the Harbinger of doom
Who likes to go and spread a Helping Hand
To please my ancestors is the plan
A Happy Hour, eatin all the beats
Pay Homage to brothers in the streets
All I want is Haven at the top
Lil bunny, boy I never stop
I ain't really where I wanna be
Rappin for a new lease on life
Fight depression bout every night
Anxiousness, wildfires every day
360? Boy, I ain't come to play
You don't know the type of shit I'm on
Nasty Nero wit the the Byakugan
Muthaf*cka, see I got a plan
Atlas on my jock, the world is in my hand
Boy I'll never stop
I plan on killing you
Goodbye my aimless youth
Goodbye associates
Hello to every talkin head who's gon ride my dick
It's Sagey Silver, but I ain't goin quick
Nigga
Writer: .Sage, Robert Foyles
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