Sage - 1938 lyrics

[sage] (hello ladies and gentlemen..this is something I've been waiting to present to you) I'm hand picking the guts of dykes Using a bu*ter knife on bu*terflies Hope these wack rappers are ready for f**ing summer guys Dust to bite for y'all and I'm ready to take another life Go to bible study with a rifle rusty Her behind is something but her mind is s*utty Not the kind I'd trust, see But overall, Outside, park bound, slapping the couples with the ash on these knuckles You're getting bashed with a shovel & left in your burning house under the ash & the rubble With a past-life Samurai sitting in gra** and the puddles & puffin gra** casually til it ashes & crumbles I'll sleep with your corpse in a f**ing casket and cuddle 24/7 this n***as mad but he's humble, just waiting for b**h n***a rappers askin for trouble Sipping lean from a flask in a shuttle, spitting raps in a mumble f** up the controls with a laugh & a chuckle sitting back bracing for impact as we crash in a jungle It's what I get for smoking crack with captain K'nuckles flipping flap jacks with a spatula while smashing Rapunzel I'll hit you in the mouth with a brick Put you underground in a crypt sleeping sound with the kids as I ground you to bits Never to be found then smoke a pound of the spliff I'm pretty out of bounds with the spit cause I'm constantly f**ing writing go to town with the sh** Now y'all n***as astounded & sh** What's a mountain to this when mountains ain't amountin to sh** All I need now is just a crown & a b**h to come home.. Cook, & casually hound on this dick It's real n***as who founded the script, boutta just dip Cause too many think they found it & fit I'll sit in a f**ing circle drawn in the ground with a stick, like f** Sea Bears & rappers I'm surrounded by pricks Hear that? That's the sound of your ribs - - getting broken-a-f**ing-part by Sages scalpel that rips Getting chased by towns shouting "you're about to get hit" & the mayors mad I put his spouse in a pit with rounds & the clips..