Sage Mode

Throw a straw hat benefit
I'm up a lil bit
Thanks to the
Alaska dividend
Ever since I touch down
I been rapping ridiculous
That relationship
Like when Randy Moss
Met Chad Pennington
Been low key
Tryna repent
For past ignorance
I was a mischievous character
Like Tom Hiddleston
You're not tough
Running around
Those little men
We are dressed in our best
Prepared to go
Like gentlemen
Titanic reference
Often ice cold
With that
Lipton ice flow
I'm Andrew Dice bold
Snap ya cannon
When I pose
You Enes Kanter
In the post
See you
Standing round
The table
Scared to let
The dice roll
Every time
They mention effort
Always let
Your eyes roll
But you
Quiet as a killer
Every night
You ride home
What you hiding
I know
Hear ya
Crying out your soul
Boy you bound
To miss it all
Staring at your
iPhone

You could
Never handle
Brad Sage mode
A level above
It's not a game
This ain't
Arcade mode
You could
Never handle
Brad Sage mode
A level above
It's not a game
This ain't
Arcade mode

Why they
Want to take me out
I'm not even showing off
Tell me what's the catch
When I'm fresh
Out of poke balls
Are you willing
To sacrifice it all
Like a Romanoff
What if they near
The stage
Take a few shots
That's a curtain call
Security help em
Out the back door
Watch em hurry off
Pray on my demise
You would think it's
A Biggie song
It ain't no biggie though
Setting fire like chimchar
I might be the strongest
Fire type
In this empire
Not to be confused
With a hit
When they send fire
I know a few spells
Gotta break out the grimoire
Back on my bull
Like captain Yami
Here to shake up
The kingdom
All the cries
Of a free men
That's fighting
For freedoms
Don't be blinded
By hate
Thought you
Was one of the leaders
They took one
Of my wingman
I'm still tryna get even

You could
Never handle
Brad Sage mode
A level above
It's not a game
This ain't
Arcade mode
You could
Never handle
Brad Sage mode
A level above
It's not a game
This ain't
Arcade mode



Credits
Writer(s): Bradlee Patrick
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