Mic Shannon - Sage

I don't really follow the trends, I'd rather set 'em
And I don't really go with the flow, I'm a pro with the flow, I'm-a get 'em
See, I'm-a find my way, never pay my way
I'm-a pay my dues, no snooze, always, all day
Gunning for the top off top
Ever since class in the hallways, aye
Consciousness live in me
I'm Rockin' with Roland and y'all see the synergy
My flow is all water you see the fluidity in it I'm offing them mentally
And me I'm just being me
I'm fly as me riding inside an Infiniti
Mobbing the city and my n***** with me
And flexing all over my enemies
And you see it's my time now
From the grind to the shine better tell them hoes calm down
And I move real smooth, can't profit locked down for a dime
On calm in the compound
And I'm dropping these jewels
While I'm making these moves
And I'm paying these dues
'Cause the only real measure of a legend is the rules
That you set for the dudes that are coming after you, ooh

It's a rare condition
This day and age
Nobody being real, nobody acting their age
And I don't, know what's missing
The book or the page
I'm just, burning this sage
'Cause I'm hoping for change
And I say, whoa whoa
Look me all in my eyes see I'm all in my zone
And I say, yay yay
In this world full of clones I be all on my own
And I say, whoa whoa
I be killing this rap game all on my own
And I say, yay yay
See me all on my throne, with the crown on my dome
Watch the crown come home

I don't really bang with the rules, so I gotta break 'em
And if you wack, better take a step back, this your only ultimatum (I mean that)
And I ain't 'gon stop 'till I stand on top
And I'm sitting in a drop top stock with a brand new watch
Trying to buy a few stocks, open spots
I ain't worried if the block hot, still
Check my abilities
They hear me but don't have to act like they feeling me
And if you support, that mean you is a kin to me
Just like you never offended me
My monsters they live with me
I love 'em to death so I'm bringing them with me
They live on my back and they carry the axe
And they make sure that I don't get Kennedy'd, uh
And I flow with the mojo
And your girl don't fight, but she gave my man a low blow
Then we give her right back to her man
If you ask round town
He a clown, he a Bozo
And I swear it's so real, man I swear it's so ill
I could put my whole life on a Go-Pro
You could play it for your bro, you could play it for your hoe
They would never say he's so-so

It's a rare condition
This day and age (Whoo)
Nobody being real, nobody acting their age
And I don't, know what's missing
The book or the page
I'm just, burning this sage
'Cause I'm hoping for change
And I say, whoa whoa
Look me all in my eyes see I'm all in my zone
And I say, yay yay
In this world full of clones I be all on my own
And I say, whoa whoa
I be killing this rap game all on my own
And I say, yay yay
See me all on my throne, with the crown on my dome
Watch the crown come home

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