Personal journals

Rollin' on some lonesome highway, East of Omaha You can listen to the engine moanin' out as one long song You can think about the woman Or the whore you mongered the night before (I'm really feelin'...

Closing out our feature for you now Captain of our slam team - Sage Francis. It was the (beatboxing) that got me (beatboxing) It was the (beatboxing) break (beatboxing) It was the...(beatboxing) 8x...

She's a fairy with broken wings I used to watch her perform And if she hears me I hope she sings songs That had me going right back Couldn't find anyone in town to talk 'Bout how no one like that...

I played connect the dots with your beauty marks And I ended up with picture perfect sheet music I read your musical notes with a composer's eyes And heard our song for the first time My spine is...

"Nothing at last is sacred. Oh how the great have fallen What have I done to myself? It's been way too long!" We need to reacquaint. Things are different now, I ain't the same man I was Hi,...

Sun set and sun rise I'm my own personal light show Flipping switches...moving from basin bottoms to plateaus The Earth...manipulates itself beneath me I stand still...stagnate. Can't kill...this...

[Verse One] I didn't tell anyone about what I seen or heard that day, mums the word still I'm scared to plant ideas into your head while your rebellious side is fertile Hurdles are getting knocked...

I've got some letters inside of my drawer that should have been stamped and delivered One is addressed to my ex it says I'm the type of kid who can't be lived with One is addressed to my friends it...

Sage Francis Personal Journalist 1968-2001 He left with deep breaths in each chest that needs less innovating, Because they're still debating over what "rhyme skill" is. Got Sick of...

(Sage Francis) It's time to rethink every fact that is imaginable Survival instinct dwells in a past that is inhabitable I happen to pull fast ones over the slow parole board Who likes to speak to...