I talk ’til I’m red in my face with strain polyps. I’ll rock ’til I’m out of my range then raise octaves. — Sage Francis
I’m leaving naysayers stumped like rain forests. After years of pullin’ rabit ears out my pants pockets. — Sage Francis
I’m not revealin’ any tricks of the trade. It’s just there ain’t no magic in the breakdown baby. — Sage Francis
None of ‘em giving a glimpse trying to guess that I’m sitting in the middle of an unread book. — Sage Francis
I’m just wondering where my time went, it pulled a disappearing act and every single assistant I ever had got sawed in half. — Sage Francis
Letters are falling apart but the sentence descend on the word and the wording is permanent. — Sage Francis
Falling and serving a sentence of solitary confinement. Result in the death sentence just filling my running assignment. — Sage Francis
The force of my love was strong. The sea lion lay down long. Song in the air, why should singer care? — Sage Francis
The petty criticisms from those who ain’t accomplished. Even one fifths of some of this shit I made progress with. — Sage Francis
I play through the pain and remain conscience. Refraining from commenting on the lame compliments. — Sage Francis
Till I was left with nothin’ but I took it upon myself to crush it up and distribute the dust. — Sage Francis
Not enough people to put ‘em on. Look it, mom, no hands I built this suit of armor with wooden arms. — Sage Francis
When I first got into magic, it was an underground phenomenon. Now everybody’s like pick a card, any card. — Sage Francis
I be swimmin’ with the sharks, mouths full of razor blades but I’m not, I got out of that game. — Sage Francis
