Fresh

Yeah... just chilling in the closet... yeah still in here 
y'all.
non p r o p h e t s is
Sage Fracncis... Joe Beats... The Non Prophets LP!!!.....
this blood that runs through me for now flows for YOU for 
whatever your sounds best.. bringing it.from the littelest 
state killing the mix tapes keeping it nimble like fingers 
flipping through singles in milk cratesfilthy like 
fingertips guilty of pilfering incraments the beats to 
match a rappers pleading innocencethinking this is going to
 be the best damn kareoke jam ever ever since third base a 
devoted fan of Sam Severnever really was a metal-head id 
setlle the score with a remix instrumental and never know 
morerepping the cause of ill MCs who like that infusing 
metaphores with sim-a-lies
*so what you want sage?*to drop science in my rhymes*what 
you want sage?*to kick knowledge all the time*what you want
 sage?*to diss your possee... and my name up in lights, S A
 G E'([joe].. produce loose watch me loops)i got more 
styles than a pedophiles got proofsin a van full of candy 
after one of their photo shootsdeflowering more virgins 
than thersons persons got polo suitsrocking golden boots on
 the road to the richesgot a poem thats cute called an ode 
to my bitches*yo hold up that aint rightous*well a god 
didnt write this although im told a rhyme is mold is that 
of his likeness (like thiiis)dont you see how xxxxxxx 
beautiful life is? how dare you waste it stuck in a cubicle
 with tight lipsstand up!push out your chair. jump on your 
deskand if youve got a crush on your coworker...touch her 
breasts!and if you hate your boss coz hes a sucker... punch
 his chest!pull his wig back with pimp slaps... crush his 
kexput a hole in his computer pull a plug and inject, what 
a god damn man, xxxxxxxxxxxx thats fresh
now the to-do list grew thin but i still havent proven 
myself to myself i done an album with rick rubenwe have to 
keep slick ROLLIN!dont romantacize your deisease saying she

 keeps your dick droolingcheck yourself for a gentital wart
 scaregenerals all prepare for chemical warfairmy neighbors
 have idntical lawn chairsone of thems violating 
(penetreating a freud)
aint no escape a automobile traine or planeswimming great 
lakes scaling mountain ranges or skating terrainmaking cake
 doesnt make what you say bangyou cant make me relate, 
change your aimscuz the buck buck buck ... will call you 
shot callerssuck xxxx son... are you the dot commers?im a 
writer, a poet, a genius, i know it.i dony buy cheeba, or 
mow it.
ahhhhhh.... yeah
non prophets in your area yallsage francis and joe beatz 
letting you know...if i ever ever catch you drinking 
alcohol or smoking drugs of any kind i will punch you dead 
in your melon xxxxxxxxxxxx do not be smoking cigarettes in 
my breathing space