Not This Time
The Sages Lyrics

Yeah yeah, It's like this
This is how it is, listen up

I'm representing TSS this is secret service
I am proudly representing TSS, our group is like a secret service

Yes yes check this
Pay attention, I have something important to share

No word double i
No need for pretense or deception

You could never adapt to my habitat
You could never fit into my environment or lifestyle

With a third eye that's got a cataract
With a distorted and limited perception

And a blurs mind that thing's
And a confused mind that struggles

If you have a gat
If you possess a gun

You automatically have superb rhymes
You mistakenly believe having a weapon makes your lyrics great

Kick to the curb when I'm
Dismissed with ease when I'm

Kicking a battle rap
Engaging in a competitive rap battle

Land is what you are riding a Cadillac
You fabricate a life of luxury and success in your Cadillac

Lying about being a star (huh) is that a fact
You falsely claim to be a famous and successful individual

I've got my name on my
I proudly display my name on

Credit card like Darryl Mack
Similar to Darryl Mack, I have my name on my credit card

But rhymes about a car, money
However, rapping about material possessions, wealth,

Or power is whack
And power is unoriginal and uninspiring

With the yah yah, sha clack clack
The repetitive sounds and noises you make

Something just ain't right about a cracker
Something feels off or inappropriate about someone

Asking where his niggas at
Who, being of non-black descent, inquires about his friends

Saul Williams had all civilians think
Saul Williams made everyone believe

That ish was phat
That his work was exceptional

Leaping tall buildings for small
Performing impressive feats for insignificant

Children still missing
Children who are still lost or in need

Find them and bring em back
Locate them and return them safely

Rewind it and sing it black
Listen to it again and appreciate its essence

If it was up to me your whole
If I had the power, your entire

CD would be a hidden track
Album would be overlooked or ignored

Cause you're from knowing jack
Because you lack knowledge and experience

They're like a poetry like Kerouac
They are similar to poetry like Kerouac's

You can't shoot me down you're out
You cannot criticize or defeat me, you lack

Of ammo want your arrow back
Ammunition, and now you desire the return of your ineffective efforts

You don't have no back
You possess no support or backup

So don't front like when you're attack
Therefore, do not pretend to be aggressive when confronting me

I keep involved like a DJ Shadow track
I stay engaged and attentive like a DJ Shadow song

Cut you up like a poor man's sample
Dissect you like a cheap, unremarkable piece of music

My men here will trample and
My comrades will overpower and

Then will stand still
Then maintain their dominance

Before we drop rhymes like an anvil
Before we unleash powerful and impactful lyrics

Too hot to handle too cold to grip
So intense and overwhelming that it cannot be contained

Plus what you say is rubbish
Furthermore, your words are meaningless and worthless

So why you holding it
So why do you still cling to it

Trust that you'll get punished
Believe me, you will face consequences

The microphone I grip will bust in
The microphone I hold will excel

Your face from some ish
Directly into your face, with powerful lyrics

You've got a swollen lip
I cause you pain and injury

I've been know to flip and be wild
I have a reputation for acting impulsively and being unpredictable

Since the days I was breastfed
From the earliest moments of my life

Till I'm old and sick and senile
Until I reach old age and experience mental decline

And laying in my deathbed with a broken hip
And lying on my deathbed, physically frail and injured

No teeth from my smile while my chest bled
Unable to smile due to missing teeth, while experiencing internal bleeding

I freestyle about being left for dead
I spontaneously express myself about feeling abandoned and hopeless

Now I'm one breath ahead
But now I'm slightly ahead in this race called life

My last words will rhyme with my first one
My final utterances will bear resemblance to my initial expressions

To sum up my existence through hip
To encapsulate my life through the art of hip-hop

Hop with a verse son
To hop rhythmically, accompanied by poetic verses

I curse some it might sound like
I express anger and frustrations, which may appear as

I'm from the worst slum
Coming from the most impoverished and dangerous neighborhood

My mind is in tune with time and
My thoughts are aligned with the passage of time and

My heart beat is the Earth's drum
My heartbeat resonates with the pulse of the Earth