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letra de stuck - sage, the rage

[hook: sage, the rage]
posterchild, mild sauce, for some reason put at top
i just try to cop a plea
to just leave me alone
just leave me alone
i just wanna be alone
ma says, “don’t you wanna be with your friends?”
no, yo all my friends do is smoke pot

[verse 1: sage, the rage]
so all i do is sit and plot
how to get hot
sitting on billboard’s top
maybe make a lot of money
mom asks
“honey do you want me to buy-”
mom i’m contemplating fake suicide
shoot and drive acting like i am nine
dammit quach is high
don’t even lie
and you guys wish i
would get some help
but my oh my
i would rather die
no one would cry
so i guess this is bye
why don’t i get higher than the sky
i mean it’s not like i wanna try
rich enough to buy sh-t
maybe in five more years i will be a different man
i can’t stand the scam
that pam had me live with
st-tch that b-tch collin up
f-ggot don’t know what’s up
fun ’til the sun is up
until that f-ggot sage erupt
then, sneak out the club
back of the truck
that’s tough and stuffed
with blood from b-tches that were crushed
i asked that b-tch if its love or l-st
she say it’s love no bluff
handcuffed together
don’t know what to ask
so i ask about the weather
it’s weird i’m cheesy as f-cking cheddar
i’m not a beggar
plenty of b-tches in the cellar
i guess it is whatever
chain letters to gucci mane
i blame my brain for making me hate
g-ys that say that i betrayed my tapes
chase the fakes that raped the great
escape some apes at the lake
paper plates used for shields
wield a yield sign
miley cyrus claim it’s the the climb
arrive then instantly decide
this the time of my life
and i’m glad i’m alive
i’m done with this, this is a goodbye
leave this sh-t to all my friends
let them st-tch and mend
i know i’ll come again
so no need to say i’m dead
really i’m the most alive
i’ve ever felt
god d-mn gambit gang
is here
bye bye this is it
i’ll see ya guys later
i’m not even rhyming anymore cause f-ck it i’m done
i quit

[hook 2: komatose]
vindictive kid with this written sh-t
get with this
forgive em when they just try to get rid of me
so just leave me alone
just leave me alone
i just wanna be alone
my mom asks where my friends are at
they all smoke pot, where yo retinas at?
just leave me alone
i don’t care if i’m alone
just let me be

[verse 2: komatose]
rhymes flawless like nostradamus
boss as rob lawerence
on the guitar and i’m poor as-
good lord look at my bank account
i need to fake em out
give a plea of hope, they’ll think i’m rich if i wait awhile
shouts out to my heroes, as if this was a fan song
people don’t know that i spit, got my glands wrong
have to keep telling the ladies to put their pants on
you couldn’t test my sk!ll, still, even if i was a scantron
i don’t get paid enough to stay away
from the outside world, cut myself off like a razor blade
staying fazed in my room eating angel cake in haze
can’t understand the craze so i stay awake for days
where does talent remain in this equation?
no one can answer the real questions i’m craving
“max? naw dog, that boy is just hating.”
mainstream artists avoid me like tax evasion
raiders of the lost arkh, that’s rilo and i
no time for feminism, i’m just a guy
remnants of society and i’m left behind
now there’s more black on white crime than spy vs. spy
shoot at your crew and i’m stealing your teal jacket
loot all them too, more sh-t to conceal gats with
can’t top me, venom with heat and steel wagons
you want beef? than i’m bringing more than a veal packet

- sage the rage

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